You changed me [P.J.M]

Chapter 22: One week anniversary

*Jimin's P.O.V*

Straight after I drove Yura home and made sure she was back inside the house, you would've thought I went back myself. But no, no. I have business to do.

Clenching my jaw, I accelerated my speed and went to Daeyong's place.

"She can't know about this. I won't lose her. I won't lose anyone this time." I told myself, parking the car at the road side of his house and waited till he comes home.

After about 30 minutes, a black Lamborghini finally drove in. I quickly jumped out of my car, standing at the side of the gate which he noticed and came out.

"Yes, Mr Park?" He smirked, crossing his arms and lowering his glasses.

"Just wanted to warn you, don't talk bullshit to my girl, don't touch her, don't even look at her." I put my hands in my pockets, smiling sweetly at him.

"Oh hoho... I'm so scared right now. And it's not like it's a lie." The tension between us finally started to sink in. I took a step closer to him.

"I'm not doing that game anymore."

"And who would believe you, exactly?" He scoffed and continued. "I know you initially planned to do it."

"You didn't." A wave of nervousness slammed into my heart, making me uneasy all over.

"Yep, I didn't. But now I do, look at yourself, the blood all drained from your face." He pointed at me. Feeling angered, I grabbed his shirt, and he did the same.

"Park Jimin, I despise you and yet, at the same time I envy you. Why? Because of your bravery to do such a thing! Nobody would do that."

"Shut the hell up, Song Daeyong." I growled. His smile remained, but his eyes shot out daggers.

"Listen up, I don't care about what you do, I care about her." Daeyong pushed me backwards as my hands balled up into a fist.

"She's mine already. Go find someone else. I'm warning you, don't you dare lay a finger on her, or talk of anything about this." I made a final statement before opening my car and getting in it. I heard him say:"let's see about that!"

'Darn shit of an asshole.. he better not say anything.' I thought as I let my anger out on the steering wheel. A call came in coincidentally, so I looked at who was calling.

Dad

I picked it up and got my ears killed.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?! DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO BE HOME BY--"

"oh for god's sake, DAD! I'm on my way home now get off the phone before I need hearing aids!!!" I interrupted him and hung up before he could scream into the phone again.

*Yura's P.O.V*

'Jimin was behaving so weirdly on his way back. He didn't speak a word and sounded monotonous when he said bye.. what's wrong with him?'

"What're you doing pacing up and down the hall?" My dad asked, making me jump out of my skin and face him all red-faced.

"E-er, um. Uh. Ah! Exercise, yeah. Mom said I needed to work out more so I just decided to walk up and down. Yeah." I twisted my fingers behind my back, hoping he would fall for it. He walked up to me, and I took a step back.

"Oh stay still!" He told me and reached out for something.

"There. Where did this feather come from.. geez, gotta get rid of this before your mom starts sneezing.." he mumbled and walked away. I let out a relieved sigh and quickly rushed up the stairs to my room.