I Kidnapped Park Jimin.

Chapter 8

Yoo Ri's P.O.V

"That was sumptuous. Thank you for the food once again!" Jimin respectfully bowed at the chefs as we both finished our food.

We both sat at the dining table, still looking at each other awkwardly. We haven't spoke ever since just now.

"Yoo Ri?" Jimin called out, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Y-Yeah?" I asked in a soft tone.

"Do you trust me?" He asked me, leaning closer.

I stayed silent, not daring to speak. I trust him, right?

"Do you?" He repeated.

"I do." I said.

"Then what do you say?" Jimin asked me and I was confused. What did he mean by that?

"Say what?" I asked cluelessly.

"Be my girlfriend. I mean, it's not like you have a choice. We're already living under the same roof..." Jimin sheepishly said. Girlfriend? I'm not sure about that. I've only seen them on dramas. But, I think I have a clear idea on it.

"G-Girlfriend?" I asked.

"Yes. Girlfriend. And I'll be your boyfriend." He said. I only gulped my saliva nervously, not meeting his eyes.

"I'm not really understanding the situation." I lied, trying to escape the current awkwardness.

"You do understand. I know what you don't understand, and what you do understand. Don't lie to me." Jimin said. He has lived with me for one month, and he knows everything about me.

"Be my girlfriend." Jimin repeated.

There's not much of a choice, is there?

"If I say no..?" I muttered.

"Then I'll have to convince you." Jimin smirked at me, and I gulped.

He held my hands, pulling them up to his face as he played with my fingers.

He seemed confident, and hopeful.

Gosh, meeting him in real life is the biggest mistake of my life.

"So? Yes or no? You decide your fate." He chuckled, leaning into me.

I sighed, and shook my head. His eyes, changed shades.

"I don't want us to be anything further than... friends." I calmly said, but the smile on Jimin's face turned into a plain frown. His eyes slowly looked away, and I knew he was hurt.

Did I hurt him? I'm not sure, did I?!?

All I said was I don't want us to be more than friends, right? What's wrong with that?

He seemed as if he was about to break into tears suddenly. Even his hands were shaking nervously.

He slowly let go of me, then cleared his throat.

"Jimin?" I asked, trying to look at his face but he looked away.

"Are you fine?" I asked him, and I saw his Adam's apple move.

"Y-Yeah." He shakily said, and for some reason, the way he spoke shook my heart. Was this... guilt that I'm feeling?

It's not a good feeling in my heart. It's a really bad feeling.

"I'm going somewhere." He sighed, hiding his face from me as he stood up.

Next thing I knew, I heard him sniffling as he quickly walked up the stairs.