I Choose You 💋 (✅) - JJK VS PJM X READER

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This probably would've been my 100th time watching it, but I didn't have anything else available at the moment. I turned on my small TV, placed the DVD and the movie began to play. I turned off the lights and walked back to the couch.

"The Notebook Again?" he whined.

I whined back, "Well I don't have any other movies". He sighed and the movie continued.

It wasn't even 15 minutes into the movie and I felt a hand grab my thigh. He began to stroke my leg. I felt uncomfortable so I pushed his hand away. Later, he put his arm around my shoulder leaned his head towards me and started to softly kiss my neck.

Motherfucker.

"Jared, stop it" He eventually started to suck on my neck and it became a little painful. He slowly moved his hand up my thigh going towards my "personal" area and I halted him. IN fury, I pushed him so hard that he almost fell off the couch.

"What the fuck Ria!"

"You do this every time! Don't you see that I want to watch this movie?!"

I sensed his anger build up, "We've been together for a year, when are we going to have sex? I l want you..." He slowly leaned down towards me, aiming to kiss my lips.

SLAP!!

He looked at me in disbelief, covering his cheek with his hand. I'm sure it was painful.

I couldn't hold in my anger and continued, "Do you think I'm a toy? Is that what you wanted all this time huh?! HUH?!" He smirked.

"Well the slut tries to talk back." I couldn't believe what he said. I widened my eyes. My jaw dropped to the ground and my hands started to shake.

"What....did....you call me?"

"SLUT. Do you really think I loved you? I just wanted to know how it felt to have sex with you. That's what I was waiting for this wholllleee timeee." He laughed.

I could feel the water slowly build up in my eyes. I got off the couch and pointed at the door.

"Get out...." He noticed my voice was shaking.

"Awww...my PUSSY-cat is crying...." He was going to pinch my cheeks, but I grabbed Jared's hand and kicked him in the nuts. His face screamed in pain and he was holding onto his dick area ; his legs were weak.

Perfect.

I grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out the door, kicked his knees and he fell to the ground. Yes, I can be savage as fuck

"SHIT! OW!" I turned around to pick up his shoes. I threw them off the balcony outside my apartment.

A sense of relief, "You want your shoes? Go get them yourself, you piece of shit. We're DONE."

He was about to interject but I slammed the door before I gave him the chance.

I was leaning against the door and sighed. A couple of breaths and I couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears started to flow down my face. Another heartache. Another break up.

Why do guys treat me like a piece of trash? They don't want me. They just want my body. I was sobbing uncontrollably. I felt weak. Lonely.

Plus...I'm not even a slut...

I've never had sex.

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A bitch at my college spread the worst rumor, saying that I slept with one of my professors. I knew she was jealous of me and she found the perfect way to ruin my life.

Words can be strong.

It spread to the dean and I was suspended for a month. I managed to fight back and continue my education there, and thankfully that bitch moved to the UK. However, the rumors are still hidden among the crowds. I'm still that "SLUT".

After an hour, I got myself together. I was still leaning against the door and I turned around to look through the peep hole. That Jackass is gone.

I washed my face only to reveal my swollen eyes. I looked terrible.

To relieve some stress, I decided to go out for a walk. It was already 11:45 pm

After locking the door, I ran down the stairs. The fresh cool air welcomed me with happiness and it made me feel better. Definitely a beautiful night in SEOUL.

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My mom is Korean and my Dad is British. I was born in Madrid, Spain.

Believe it or not, my parents met at a club when they both were on a student exchange program. A CLUB! REAALLY?

Where are these clubs so I can meet my SEOULmate? They held strong for 3 years through a long distance relationship. Once they reunited, they got married a couple of months later and the rest is history. They knew that they were meant for each other.

My name is Maria, but I prefer people calling me Ria. I was always mistaken for looking more European since I apparently "lacked" the Asian features. I don't know if I should be offended, regardless, I was happy with myself.

We used to travel a lot when I was younger and then we settled in NYC for a few years. I never felt like I fit in since I never consistently lived in one place. I felt like an outcast.

I had friends, but none of them felt genuine. I've been in 3 relationships, but clearly none of them worked out. I'll find him some day....

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After a long discussion, I told my parents in high school that I wanted to independently move to Seoul and start a new life. A piece of me was missing. I knew Korea was the place for me. I just knew it.

Fortunately I was able to finish high school a year early and 4 months later I moved Seoul. This was probably the best choice I ever made. Been living here for 2 years and I'll never regret my decision.....

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