My Girl (BTS JIN FANFIC)

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-Jin POV-

I woke up soundly and peaceful.

Hana laid next to me.

I observed her features as she slept calmly in my embrace.

My heart feels pain but my face forces a smile, its like I'm stuck in a knot.

I really want to be with her....

...but every time I even think about it, I remember what she did to me.

As beautiful and as kind as she is, she's a bad angel.

She isn't good.

Not trustworthy.

Yet here I am still. Waiting for a miracle to happen.

Whenever I think deeply about how all of this escalated... it's because of her.

Yoongi and Namjoon liked her first.

However, she had already fooled around with Jimin while she was with Hoseok.

Hoseok is her first love.

Then it was Jimin, her cheating figure.

Yoongi came into the picture afterwards.

Namjoon was just a one time type of thing.

Then she came after me.

A heartbreaker in disguise verses a very vulnerable little prey.

I should've known it was too good to be true, but how was I supposed to know?

I was a hopeless romantic looking for something valuable, something real.

I thought I had found it.

With her...

...joke was on me.

Sigh.

None of this would've happened if she hadn't come up in here and ruin everything.

It's like satan himself sent one of his little helpers to make ones life miserable.

Just the reminder of the pain she caused me makes me angry.

It makes me sick to my stomach that I'm even here with her. Right here in this bed, holding her like she had never done me wrong.

Gosh what am I doing? I'm no fool.

I snickered my teeth and tossed her aside, she suddenly woke up startled.

I scoffed and began to dress.

Hana rubbed her eyes and yawned, "What time is it?"

"Check for yourself." I muttered and headed to her bathroom.

"Oh crap! I missed my morning class." She said in shocked.

I rolled my eyes and came out of her bathroom pulling over my hoodie.

Hana and I locked eyes.

She smiled warmly, "Good morning, handsome."

"Yeah." I said dully and grabbed my shoes, "I'll talk to you later."

"Wait."

I met her gaze before I walked out the door.

She smirked, "Thanks for spending the night. I felt safe."

Well I didn't.

Why can't I just tell her to leave me alone forever? I know all too well that this miracle I'm waiting for will never happen.