A Wistful Summer's Night

Chapter 20: Working Together

How could he speak to me like that?

Okay fine, I did take off but for him to accuse me of fucking cheating?

Is he for real?

I feel so angry and upset and confused.

I know it looked weird when he walked in with the wine and me in Taehyung's clothes but does he seriously have that little trust in me? And you know what's even the fucking point of being in a relationship if you can't even trust the person you love!?

I mean...I...

God, I'm such a hypocrite.

I should've spoken to him before quitting...I should have told him everything.

I'm not excusing his behaviour of accusing me of cheating, that was way out of line.

But he is right. I should have spoken to him.

God...

I roll over on the bed and sit up, pushing my hands through my hair. I stare at the door. I need to talk to him. I have to talk to him.

I quietly open the door and carefully walk down the hall into the living room. I stop in front of the sofa and watch his chest rise and fall smoothly...maybe I should talk to him when he's awake. I turn to leave.

"Layla," Jimin whispers.

"Sorry, I woke you."

"It's fine I wasn't asleep anyway."

"Can't sleep?"

"No."

"Neither can I."

He sits up and motions for me to join him on the sofa. I sit down and look at him, he looks exhausted. I guess I did stress him out with my whole disappearing act.

I squeeze my hands together. "I wanted to say I'm sorry." I studied his face but it didn't change. "I know taking off like that was silly and that I should've spoken to you about quitting but I...I've just been so scared lately."

His face contorted into worry and he placed his hands over mine. "I...everything going on lately has just been so difficult and I didn't tell you because I didn't want to burden you."

"A burden? Layla-"

"Let me finish please." He shut his mouth. "I know you are a celebrity. I know that this is a part of your life and probably always will be but I don't think you realise we are from two different worlds."

I take a deep breath and exhale "You tell me everything is fine and will be okay but will it? You're used to this, to this attention but I'm not." He looks conflicted. "I'm not blaming you for any of this but I don't know how to process this. It's scary. I have thoughts like am I safe? What if people find out where I live? Where my grandma lives? You know I...I'm just not used to this level of people being in your face."

I look down at our hands. "It makes me feel so insecure..." I say in a small voice.

There's a long silence.

He squeezes my hands and I look up at him "I'm sorry that you've been feeling like this. If I'm honest you never really get used to it..." Tears start to form in his eyes and I feel my heart twist in pain.

"I have days where I'm scared too...I've been acting calm but in reality, this whole thing has really rattled me but nothing will ever scare me more than the thought that I could lose you." He holds my hands against his cheeks.

"I'm sorry for lashing out at you and accusing you of cheating that was wrong of me. I-I...I just was so worried and scared..." He starts to cry and tears prick my eyes. I lean forward and place a gentle kiss on his wet lips.

I lean back and wipe the tears away from his eyes "I promise to be more open."

"I promise to be more understanding." He says.

I smirk and kiss him again. "Let's sleep."

I huddle myself into his side on the sofa and he wraps the blanket around us creating a cocoon. I listen to the steady rhythm of his breathing and heartbeat and feel my eyelids sliding close, realising I'm home.

...

I wake up to see Jimin staring down at me, my cheeks burn and I bury my face into his chest. I peek up at him and he laughs "I love you." He says.

"I love you too." He cups my cheek and reaches down to kiss me.

BANG.

I jolt and see Taehyung making his way into the living room. I panic and throw myself off the sofa landing hard on the floor. I look up but Taehyung doesn't even glance my way. "I'm running late, the door locks behind itself. Bye."

"Ah, Taehyung-" I call out but he doesn't stop and leaves the apartment.

"He's probably got a shoot first thing," Jimin says and helps me off the floor.

"What about you? Don't you have to be on set?"

"No, I'm free for the next few days."

I don't believe you. "Jimin."

"It's true! I'm only the main character's brother so I'm not in all the scenes."

I squint my eyes at him "Okay, that does make sense."

"What do you want to do today?" He asks.

I tuck my hair behind my ears "I don't mind." My eyes wander over to the window and I turn my head to look at it.

"Layla."

"Yeah?"

"Look at me." I turn my head to face him. "What are you thinking about right now?"

"Noth-" Jimin raises his eyebrows and I bite my tongue. I need to get out of this bad habit. I sigh "I'm worried the paparazzi are still out there."

Jimin nods his head "They might be." His face looks glum.

"Then let's go to my apartment. They know where you live but shouldn't know where I live, right?"

His face perks up "Yeah! Let's do that."

"Okay, I'll meet you there." I stand to my feet.

"Wait what?"

"Well, you drove here right?"

"Yeah?"

"So I'm sure some paparazzi or crazy fan saw you drive your car here and is waiting for you to leave." He looks at me intently "So it'll look better if it's just you in the car leaving rather than both of us."

He pouts and I reach down and kiss his lips. "Okay." He says.

I giggle "Could even make it race." I tease.

He jumps off the sofa and starts putting his shoes on "You're on."

"Hey, I was-" He grabs his jacket and races out the door "Joking..."

I sigh.

A/N: Hope everyone had a good Easter Weekend! Apologies for the lateness of this chapter, hopefully, will get back on track for the next upload