The Perfect Secret (Complete)

Chapter 4

Jimin and I spent most of the night talking about random things on the rooftop of my dad's house. Eventually returning to our bedrooms around 3 in the morning, Jimin gave me a bracelet to confirm our close friendship. Surprisingly, even to me, I slid it on right way with no planning of take it off, even if I come in contact with water. As I laid in bed, staring up at the ceiling, I thought about Jimin. Nothing about him in particular. I just thought about him for a while before shutting my eyes. 

"What are you doing to me?" I asked the imaginary Jimin beside me, "Why is that I am so drawn to you?"

I was awakened by what sounded like the voice of Jimin singing the song that my dad hums to himself. Rising up slowly from my bed, I rubbed my eyelids as I yawned loudly. Catching a quick glimpse of the time, the clock read 11:30 a.m.

"It's about time," a voice said to me.

Hearing the voice made me shout as I fell out of the bed and onto the floor. Looking around clueless as I panted, I laid my eyes onto a very familiar face.

"Hobi?" I shouted.

I quickly grew excited just to see my very close friend. Playfully attacking Hoseok, I wrestled him to the floor. Giggling as we wrestled, I heard the sound of my bedroom door opening.

"Oh!" someone said with surprise.

Calming down quickly, Hoseok and I stopped in our wrestling positions. Hoseok was sitting on top me, holding me down with little force. Staring at the bedroom door, Jimin was standing there in the doorway looking puzzled. Hosoek and I soon realized how the situation looked.

"Uh..." I stuttered as Hoseok and I struggled to sit up.

"Wait...just let me..."

"I gotta do...lift your arm..."

"Ow, that's my leg..."

Finally getting ourselves together, Hoseok sat onto my bed as he nervously smiled. Out of breath,  I walked over to Jimin to explain the situation.

"It's not what it looks like, I swear. We were just wrestling," I tried to explain.

Jimin's face soon grew a bit more serious. His cheeks even turned red. He gripped my wrist tightly and led me out of my bedroom, towards the direction of his room.

"Jimin, can you ease up a bit?" I tried begging.

His grip was so strong for someone so small. I felt as if he would break my wrist if he squeezed any tighter. Finally reaching his bedroom, my wrist soon started to turn an extremely reddish color. Jimin literally, shoved me into his bedroom and slammed the door behind him after he entered behind me. I massaged my nearly broken wrist as Jimin began to speak.

"Who is that guy and why is he here?" Jimin shouted.

I looked at him in shock. Such a strong voice for a small guy as well yet, not too believable. It was adorable more than terrifying or threatening.

"Jimin, let's calm down a bit," I said calmly, "His name is Hoseok but, I call him Hobi. He's been my friend for almost ten years now. There is nothing to be upset about."

"You invited some stranger into this house and I don't know who he is! And then he was on top of you..." Jimin shouted again.

"First of all, I told you, it wasn't what it looked like, okay? Second, I don't see a problem in this, sorry. But let me introduce you to him. Hobi is a very nice guy," I tried to escape the situation.

I brushed passed Jimin to get to the door but, Jimin darted in front of the door to block me in. I think he must had forgotten that I am bigger than him. At this point, I could tell that Jimin was very serious about Hoseok being here without his knowledge.