Toy | bts x reader

6

- Jimin's pov -

"Why is she taking so long?" I say.

Annoyed of waiting, I decide to go check up on her. I open the door loudly and she screams, scrambling under the sheets of the bed.

The maids remain silent. They know they'll be fired if they try and do anything against my orders. Walking over to the bed, I can't help but wonder if it's actually her. If it really is Y/N I saw that night.

Part of me wishes it is, but part of me wishes it isn't.

Carefully, I lift the blanket away from her, vigilant not to hurt her.

...It really is Y/N...

I pause, unsure of what to say. Y/N slowly opens her eyes.
"My name is Park Jimin, what's yours?" I say with my low voice. Seeing her face again, especially in a condition like this breaks my heart.

"I don't know," she says, looking away.

"What do you mean you don't know?" I ask, trying my best to hide how annoyed I am right now. She looks at me blankly, making me feel stupid.

The maids speak up all at once. I have no clue what the hell they are trying to say.

"Don't look at me like I'm stupid!" I bellow. Silence falls in the room. Does she think this is a game to her? Now that she's in a safe place away from those ass hats she can suddenly act like this?

Yeona opens her mouth to say something, "I'm sorry oppa, this girl ca-"

"Y/N! My name is Y/N." She finally speaks up. I look at her with emotionless eyes and leave the room, slamming it shut.

Flabbergasted, I run my hands through my hair and bit my lip. Walking downstairs towards the dining room, I let out a big sigh.

"It is Y/N. But something about her has changed." I say, slowing down to sit at the table. "Whatever it is, it makes me crave her... I want Y/N."

I slap myself hard because of the sinful thoughts flooding through my mind. "She's just a guest. Before this, she didn't know you exist. Once she gets her life back together you kick her out," I mutter to myself, trying not to get feelings in the way of whatever this is.

I pink up a grape from the fruit bowl and eat it. I really hate Yeona. I can't fire her though otherwise Jungkook will kill me. He wants me to take care of his cousin while he was at America, he came back like a week ago, but Yeona pleaded him for her to stay. He let her because this is the only thing she's good at: being a maid.

I grab another grape and munch on it.
We used to be friends. We actually hooked up once or twice.. I don't know why I agreed to that. I really regret it cuz ever since, she always calls me oppa and whines when I have to do stuff. She also threatened to take her own life and blame it on me if I ever try to fire her. She's such a fucking bitch, I wish I could just leave and take everything BUT her with me.

I harrumph as I stand up. I jump at the sight of Y/N walking towards the dining room.

"Sorry about earlier, sir. I was locked in a dark room by the people who imprisoned me, making me forget a few things about myself," she says bowing down. I nod and look away to stop myself from staring at her beautiful body.

I shouldn't have picked this dress out for her. It compliments her curves well and the hole shows a bit of her cleavage. Gosh, she is so fucking hot.
I bite my lip and gather myself together.