Control | #Wattys2018 | Yandere Jimin

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I was dragged somewhere, I couldn't feel it but I sensed it, if that makes sense. All I saw where different colors flashing in front of me, black, white, neons... Vibrant orange, red, purple, yellow... I couldn't name them all...

I finally felt something, a chair... I was sitting down. I finally just saw white, and another chair in front of me. I saw the blurry outline of Jimin sit down, my eyes adjusted, his clear figure sitting in front of me. I tried to scream, shout and slap him, but I couldn't move...

"Look there." He pointed somewhere, moving my head sideways. I saw Jimin, in a bed... Strapped to it, he was strangled and trying to get out. He wasn't insane, he was crying, he looked scared, worried... What was this? "That was 2 years ago... That's an asylum..." He turned my head back to him.

An asylum!? He was a mental patient!? "I love you." He got closer on his chair, moving it closer to mine. "I need you to calm down... Then everything would be fine..." He said, running his hand through my hair. My head was tilted back on the chair, the drink had somehow... Paralyzed me in a way....

"Just... Don't scream.... Yell, or shout at me... And everything will be perfect... We can live here together, have a life together, and a family." He pushed my head down, so I could see him properly. He had held onto my hands, I couldn't feel it....

"Can you do that for me?" He got really close to me, his nose brushing with mine. I couldn't punch him... Or tell him to stop... I couldn't blush from embarrassment and from being too close to him. "I'm sorry I gave you that drink..." He leaned in, I felt him kiss me.

I couldn't close my eyes, his face was all that I saw... I could feel his kiss, and... It felt... Somewhat nice... I felt for a second like I didn't want the kiss to end... My hands suddenly moved, I could move again...

I pushed him off me, still in the same position, only my hands and arms... "Guess it stopped working sooner than I remembered..." He sat back down in the chair. "Do you love me?" He said.

"N-no..." I managed to say. He put his head down, sighing a bit. "Why are you doing this to me?" He said. "Excuse me?" I said, my body gaining all feeling. I stood up, wobbling a bit. "You don't remember? Ever since we were kids, you always were so mean and cruel towards me! You always ignored and spread rumors about me!" He said, he looked up, crying.

"I d-don't know what you m-mean..." I stumbled back. "Remember when you were playing with... What's her name.. Kira? And your mom called you down to meet someone?" He said. "T-that was you?" I grabbed on the chair, putting it in front of me.

"I had moved to where you had lived, (Y/N). My parents had forced me to come to your house and try to make 'some' sort of friend. That's when I first saw you. And when my little crush began... And that I kept for..." He began.

"14 years...." I backed up, a bit scared that had had known me for 14 years when I had only glimpsed at him 14 times.... "I.. I didn't know..." I backed up, hitting the bed. "Somebody caught me taking a picture of you... And sent me to the asylum... That's... Where I actually become... Crazy, insane, lost most of my sanity..." He walked towards me.

What would I do? He could harm me, he had almost shot me, he had killed my parents, he had stalked me, probably knows everything about me. "But... I feel as if I have...." He said slowly. "Something inside me..." His voice went deep, raspy and dark, it wasn't his voice....

"J-Jimin?" I  said slowly, getting on the bed. "Yes?" His head cocked to the side, his eyes went a light misty grey. "What happened to your voice?" I trembled, leaning on the bed post. "I don't know what you're talking about...." He smiled, it sent shivers down my spine.

Think! Think! 

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  "I can't control myself, please stay with me. If I'm with you, I'll be calm, and I can stay normal...." 

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He said that.... But how would I make him calm!? What the hell, jesus I'm only a 21 year old girl who is vulnerable... I suddenly had an idea, he kept coming closer to me. I had to try it... I rushed towards him.

I hugged him, trying to see if it would work. He stopped, I hugged tighter, my head in his chest. "What are you doing....?" I heard his voice. "Is it gone..." I asked, not letting go until he said so.

"Y-yeah... I'm sorry." He put his arms around me. I let go, taking his arms off me. "Have you... Read the beauty and the beast story?" I shifted sideways, moving away from him. "Um... Yeah, why?" He chuckled a bit.

"Do you know what illness she had?" I said, biting my lip. "No." He said. "The... Stockholm syndrome.... You know what that is?"  I asked him. "Yeah." He sighed. "You know, that won't happen to me right?" I frowned to myself.

"Will it?" He took my hand, pulling me a bit closer. "What are you doing?" I asked, looking at our hands. "Holding your hand." He said, rubbing it. I yanked it off.

"But what if it wasn't the Stockholm syndrome... What if she just fell in love with the beast?" He asked me. "I was proving a point, there is no way in hell will I ever get comfortable." I glared at him.

"But you hugged me." He smiled. "I didn't want to die." I got under the blankets, avoiding eye contact with him. I buried my face in the pillow, I wished this was all a nightmare....