Misaligned Us

Chapter 15: Courage

The afternoon went pretty chill for everyone except seokjin.

He just couldn't stop admiring Lolita, his eyes roaming all over her face.

He so badly wanted to approach and talk to her, but the latter just kept ignoring him.

2 years of agony and he comes back to her for this?

During breakfast, she seemed so distant and it just pained his heart.

The sky looked so gloomy and he could hear the faint music coming from Laila's room.

He finally decided to approach her and ask her what's wrong. But the latter's reaction was completely opposite from what he expected.

Lolita quickly excused herself and left the room.

Panic started crossing Seokjins face. Did he do something wrong? Did something happen on her trip?

Or did she find someone better in Japan?

No

No

This can't happen.

I'm just overthinking, maybe in the last two years she just changed a lot. Haha that must be it.

He quickly followed her down the stairs and called out, "Lolita!"

But she quickly paced faster and was acting like she couldn't hear him... Now something is definitely wrong.

He quickly caught up and got hold of her hands.

Before the girl could protest, she was slammed against the wall with Jin's face inches away from hers.

"Don't ignore me." He said in a raspy voice.

"I am not," Lolita tried to free herself from his hold but this just made things worse.

Jin's hands started making it's way up to her waist, gently giving it a squeeze.

"What's wrong?" He asked her.

Not wanting to give into the pleasure she was now currently feeling, Lolita tried to resist.

"Nothing's wrong, why are you asking that? Let go of me, Jin." She tried to wiggle out of his grip.

"You're just making this hard for the both of us baby," Jin said, holding himself back from just marking the flawless neck in front of him with hickeys.

"Did you find someone better?" He asked with a faint voice, eyes now directly looking into her's.

Lolita stopped her actions as soon as she heard these words and looked straight into his orbs.

If she wasn't wrong, it was glossy, and it was conveying so many emotions and Lolita could not decipher even one.

There was no answer from the female.

Letting out a sigh, he nuzzled his face in the crook of her neck, gently inhaling her calm scent.

"I missed you so fucking much, you have no idea." He said gently nibbling on her skin.