"Fine," she said with a frustrated sigh. "Get up. I'll listen. Just... let me go first."
Jimin looked up at her, his eyes searching hers. "You're not going to run, are you?"
She turned her head slightly, her expression unreadable. "No, Jimin. I'm not going to run. Now get up and talk."
He hesitated but finally stood, holding her hand as if afraid she'd slip away again. "Muffin," he began, his voice soft but unsteady, "I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." He looked down, guilt shadowing his features. "I have my reasons for what I said back then... I-" He stopped, his words caught in his throat.
YN's voice was quiet but sharp. "I'm your distraction."
Jimin flinched slightly but nodded, the movement almost imperceptible. Then he looked up, his eyes meeting hers with a mix of vulnerability and determination. "You're not my distraction, Muffin. I swear."
She tilted her head, her gaze piercing. "Then what am I, Jimin?"
He stepped closer, his hands reaching for hers. Holding them gently, he locked eyes with her, his voice trembling but sincere. "You're my everything, Muffin. Everything."
Her heart skipped a beat. A mix of emotions flickered across her face-happiness, sadness, and confusion all at once. She let out a soft, bitter chuckle. "Reasons? You have reasons, huh?"
Jimin tightened his hold on her hands. "I know I made a mistake," he said, his voice thick with regret. "I hurt you, and I can't undo that, but I'm truly sorry. I won't hurt you again. Please... forgive me, Muffin. Please."
She didn't respond, her lips parting slightly as she stared at him. Tears welled up in her eyes, her walls breaking down just a little.
Jimin noticed and immediately cupped her cheeks, his thumbs gently brushing away her tears. His touch was warm, comforting, but filled with remorse. "Please," he whispered, his voice cracking. "Give me one chance. I'll never screw it up again. I promise."
YN's lips trembled as she closed her eyes, a tear slipping down her cheek. Jimin caught it with his thumb, his gaze never leaving her face.
For a long moment, the world seemed to stand still, their emotions hanging in the air like an unspoken truth waiting to be acknowledged.
YN took a step back, wiping her tears, and looked at Jimin with a serious expression. "Okay," she said softly. "I'll forgive you... but on one condition."
Jimin's face brightened with hope, but the flicker of hesitation in her tone made him nervous. "Anything, Muffin. Just say it," he said earnestly, taking a small step closer.
She drew in a deep breath, her gaze steady. "I'll kiss you... five times."
Jimin froze, his eyes widening. "What?" he whispered, blinking rapidly as if he hadn't heard her right.
"Five times," she repeated, her tone calm but firm. "But if you kiss me back-or even touch me-I won't forgive you."
The words hung in the air, and Jimin stood there, stunned. His lips parted as he tried to process what she'd just said. His eyes began to glisten, tears threatening to spill over as her condition sank in.
"You're serious?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly.
"Very serious," she replied, her expression unwavering.
He looked at her, his chest tightening with an overwhelming mix of emotions-relief, guilt, and happiness all at once. A tear slid down his cheek before he could stop it, and he quickly wiped it away with the back of his hand.
"You'd really forgive me?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
She nodded, her own expression softening slightly. "I would. But only if you agree to my condition."
"Of course I do," he said, nodding vigorously.
"Good," she said, crossing her arms. "Then let's make this count."
He stood frozen as she stepped closer, his heart racing so loudly he was sure she could hear it.
She stepped in closer to him, her breath warm against his skin. For a moment, she let her fingers lightly graze the side of his neck, sending a shiver through him. His body tensed, his heartbeat quickening, but he didn't dare move.
As her fingers traced down his neck, she leaned in just enough to whisper in his ear, her voice low and teasing, "You've wanted this, haven't you?"
Jimin's breath hitched, and his body stiffened under the temptation in her words. "Muffin... please..." he breathed out, his voice barely audible as he struggled to hold back the overwhelming desire rising in him.
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