my bestfriend's brother ✔️

05

I couldn't believe him. I coul feel that familiar pain once again take place in my heart. I feel so suffocated, my mind going crazy and my throat craving to scream and my fists wanting nothing but to hit and strangle someone. I've been sulking in here for hours now after storming off of Jimin's room. I just can't believe him, he was just making out with me a few days ago and now here he is, alone in his room with none other than Min fucking Yoongi.

I badly wanted to cry but I couldn't, not when Taehyung's just beside me, eyes locked on the movie playing in the screen. And knowing Taehyung, he wouldn't let things go like me crying, he always ask for answers, and him knowing about my undying love for his older brother is the least thing that I want right now.

"Wahh," He said, amazed as he chucked some popcorn in his mouth. He noticed me staring at him, grinning as he offered me some. "Want some?"

I just shook my head with a smile and transferred my gaze back to the screen. "Then what do you want?" I heard him asked.

Jimin, I wanted to say.

But I didn't.

"Water," I lied.

"Okay, I'll just go and get you then–"

"No tae, I'll go get it." I insisted, "Just watch the movie, I'll be back before you know it."

He eyes me skeptically, "You sure?" He asked to which I responded with a nod. "Okay," he smiled.

I smiled back and made my way out of his room, glancing to Jimin's door for a brief moment before sighing and making my way down to get myself some water, not bothering to take one last glance as I opened the fridge and poured myself some and drank the liquid.

But before I could even place the glass in the sink, I found myself being aggressively pulled away from the kitchen and dragged inside of what seemed like a store room, a hand on my waist and two piercing eyes staring back at me, pinning me against the cold wall.

My eyes widened, mouth slightly ajar as I stared back at the boy in front of me. "W-what are you d-doing?" I stuttered, but instead of answering back, I found my lips being claimed by him, possessively holding onto my waist as he bit my lower lip, causing for me to yelp in pain.

He explored my mouth as I stood there still frozen and unmoving, stucked on the thought that Park Jimin is kissing me. The kiss was agressive and I could tell that it composed of nothing but lust. I found myself wanting to give in, wanting to kiss him back. But the realization hit me like a truck as I push him away. "What the fuck are you doing?!" I whisper-yelled, staring at him as if he had just lost his mind.

"Kissing you," he said like it was no big deal, running a hand across his newly dyed orange hair as he gazed hungrily at my lips.

"Why? You have yoongi, why don't you just kiss him instead rather than expressing to me how horny you are right now," I rolled my eyes at him, crossing my arms against my chest. "I'm in love with you but I'm not a home-wrecker." I stated.

"What are you talking about?" He growled, but it didn't face me, turning to leave when a hand stopped me. "Hey! don't turn your back on me when I'm still talking, Jeon." he yanked my hand and made me face him, leaning closer until I could feel his hot breath fanning my lips, and fuck me for being too easily turned on by the situation.

He was just so captivating that I want to give in, biting my lip as I contemplated on what to do, until one name crossed my mind, breaking me off from my trance.