I Kidnapped Park Jimin.

Chapter 7

Yoo Ri's P.O.V

"Stop lying to me!" I shouted, not wanting to face reality which was hitting me like a truck. It hurts. I'm not ready.

"I'm not lying, Yoo Ri. Open up. I don't want you to be alone and suffering... I know you're confused. I know everything you feel now. Just, let me in, I can help you. You know I can. Over the past few weeks I've been here and helping you go through many things, please, let me in?" Jimin's desperate voice was making me guilty, I was scared to see him though.

Whenever I see him, it's true, my heart beats evertime. Every single time. My face flushes, even his.

And, I get curious about it. Sometimes, I think it was love, all along. But I don't know, what's the real meaning.

"Yoo Ri, I won't leave until you open up." Jimin said, and I sighed. Whatever. Why am I avoiding him? It's not like I can escape him for the rest of my life.

I finally had the guts, to stand up straight, and place my hand on the door knob. And I actually twisted the door knob, unlocking the door.

Instantly, Jimin pushed the door open, making me stagger back a little. I looked down, not wanting to see him.

Somehow, just knowing he's in front of me, makes me happy inside.

"Hey, it's okay." That was all Jimin said, before he pulled me into a hug. A caring embrace.

"Tell me, again, tell me what is happening to me." I begged Jimin, in a silent voice, digging my head in his chest.

"Are you sure you're okay with me telling you? I don't want you to get confused..." Jimin muttered.

"Just... Just tell me. I need to know sooner or later." I sighed, then looked up at Jimin. I was nervous, everything.

"You're- you're falling in love." He hesitated to say.

"Love. Love, what exactly is that?" I looked at Jimin with pleading eyes.

"Something that can never be answered with words, only actions." Jimin looked at me, into my eyes, and it showed worry.

"Do you want to sit down?" Jimin asked me, and I nodded, staring into blank space.

He guided me to the desk nearby, and I sat down on a chair infront of it. I placed my head down on the table, then faced the direction where Jimin wasn't at.

"It's confusing. It makes you go crazy. It's something that you would've gone through already, if you lived in the outside world." Jimin's voice could be heard right next to me.

"I hate this feeling." I frowned, but Jimin couldn't see.

"It hurts at first, but once you really know it, it's the best feeling, on earth." Jimin chuckled slightly.

"You've experienced it, before?" I asked.

"I told you. Remember?" Jimin made me recall what he told me the previous time.

"Y-Yeah. I remember..." I sighed.

"Hey," Jimin started, then a long pause appeared.

"You, fell in love with me, didn't you?" Jimin asked, tapping my shoulder. I gulped my saliva for some reason, and I didn't dare to look back.

"I-I-I, I don't know!" I shouted, but not too loudly. I looked at the other direction, knowing that looking at him would only make me feel worse.

"You fell in love with me, you did. Not because you're a fan of me, but you actually developed feelings for me." Jimin repeated, not a question anymore, but a fact.