Devoted to Secrets: Remember Me {Jimin x Reader} (completed!)

Stir

You brushed your teeth lazily, watching how your nappy hair stuck out different ways. Jimin was sleeping, bundled up into the blankets. You thought about last night, wondering how things would be if Jimin had never gotten into that comma. What if you came home and knocked on the door and he answered to see the least expected person? You washed your face, eliminating your thoughts. It didnt matter anymore. 

You walked downstairs, opening Aiden's bedroom door and making sure he was okay. He slept soundly surrounded by many stuffed animals. You smile was light, glad that he finally would be able to experience a real family. 

The kitchen was quiet, lonely as you stepped in and leaned against the counter, feeling the cold tile under your feet as you waited for the coffee you just set up to brew. Your eyes sharply averted to the door with a startled expression as you heard someone knock on the front door, harshly cutting off the peaceful silence. You tip toe'd towards the door, wondering who it was. The guys always texted you when they would come over. Worry filled you as you wondered who would come so early. 

You looked thought the peep hole to find a beautiful young girl holding a bouquet of flowers. Your first idea was that she was Junie and you definitely were right. You opened the door, attempting to remain calm. "Hi," you said, looking at her with curious a smile. You both knew exactly who each other was. Junie looked up at you, her big smile fading when she realized it wasn't Jimin who answered the door, but a young girl with incredible natural beauty despite her obvious morning appearance. "Oh," she started off saying, "is Jimin home?" she asked ignoring your presence.

"Yes he is, but he's sleeping still. Who are you?" you said with a kind tone, teasing the words she said at the hospital. "I'm Junie," she said, leaving her introduction short. "Are you a friend of his?" you asked, pushing further. She tapped the flowers in her hand, "a friend, a very close one," she said, hinting at something further than that. Your smile faded a bit at her words. "What do you want," you asked firmly, her smile made it obvious that she loved your reaction. "I wanted to see him, and talk to him privately," she said. "Why privately?" you asked, resting your hand on the door frame as you tilted your head. "You dont need to know-" 

"I'm his wife, theres no privacy between us," you said, forcing her to shut up, but she smiled and then laughed, making you want to shove her face back. "I guess he kept our relationship pretty private if he hasn't told you about us," she said, smiling down boldly. Your confidence suddenly fell, realizing he had not once mentioned her to you. "What," you asked angrily, your hand gripping onto the door frame.

She giggled, handing you the flowers, "tell him i'll come back later," she said with a sexual tone, winking at you, but you were done playing the non-fighter. You have been a dangerous person since you were small, it only accumulated more as an adult. You were a hidden blade, ready to cut a bitch. "Uhhh no. Don't come back," you said, raising your eyebrows when she looked at you. "I don't want you in my house," you said, giving her the famous unamused stare that you learned from Yoongi. 

"Oh but Jimin did. He fucked me so good, so many times and here I am, begging for him once again. I bet he did miss you so much when you were kidnapped," she said sarcastically. "You know my intention really was to help him, but I think he slowly began forgetting you when I began coming over," she said, biting her lip. You clenched your teeth, letting her have a few more minutes of her own fun before you took your turn. "I saw the way he looked at me. He would eye me up and down every time I suggested another way of finding you. It almost seemed like he wanted me to come over just to get an eyeful instead of caring about you. He's a hot guy, so I gave in and we fucked. I don't know if he's done this to you, but he has a way of making you feel like a goddess," she said, making your eyes water in rage to even think that he did that. "I hope he washed your bedsheets because we made a mess plenty of times," she said.