Frozen by Heart || PJM

3

"Show me your face."

These words of his brought a lump in your throat. You involuntarily swallowed and reluctantly took another step back.

As much as you valued your life — you did not plan oblige to his orders. It didn't matter if he was the king.

Ice king.. Ruler of ice.. Whatever those shenanigans call him.

"I refuse.." You answered and from a moment there, you could hear Jimin kissing his teeth.

Oh he was annoyed.

Actually that is an understatement. He was far than just annoyed.

That man was extremely pissed off.

"What was that?" Jimin spoke up as he began taking deliberate steps closer towards you.

With each second slipping by he was closing the distance. And for once you felt a pang of fear washed up in your heart.

"Repeat that for me. What did you say?" His voice in an authoritative tone, and in a blink of an eye — his gaze darkens.

That look of his.. It was so frightening. You found yourself unintendedly holding your breath.

God.. Those eyes.

They were so mesmerizing yet terrifying. You couldn't imagine what'll happen to you if this moment was prolonged any further.

"I.." Your lips quivered slightly.

Somehow that ego you had moments ago completely faltered. It was nonexistent at this point, and the wavering of fear was just etched in your mind.

You continue to take precautious steps back before attempting the most stupidest thing ever.

Running away.

It was a flight or fight situation, and your mind chose to be a coward.

Within that moment you swiftly scurried towards the double doors. And as optimistic you were endeavoring to be..

It was bound to be futile.

Jimin, who stood behind, watching your silly attempts at running away. Laughed. He was laughing at you, finding it all too amusing for him.

"Not so fast."

With a single flick of his wrist a strong gust wind was emitted, and abruptly slammed the door shut.

Your breath immediately hitched with a wavering amount of fear flooding in your mind.

Shit..

Shit...

Shit!

You flicked your attention around, seeing the smirk plastered on his lips. It made your heart squirm.

Oh you definitely did not like this.

The struck of fear would only heighten as Jimin closed the distance, and abruptly cornering you against the pillar.

His hand grabbed the hem of the hood before tugging it down roughly. And finally he was able to get a good look of your face.

Your long hair began to sprawl out of the hood, many strands of your hair draped over the collar.

You could feel the touch of his fingers lightly grazing against your skin, brushing away the locks away from your face.

"Not bad.." He murmured before cupping your face. You trembled involuntarily from how cold his hands were.

Soon enough he forced your gaze to meet his, and momentarily you held your breath.

You weren't sure for how long, but one thing you did know..