My Tease

Who to Cling To

Jimin pov

"It's terrible what happened to Namjoon's sister...but I'm glad I got to see you." I smile as Yoongi drives me back to my campus. Although this is my car, he wanted to drive me back claiming that he didn't want me behind the wheel after such a hectic night. No accidents on the road or something like that. If you ask me, he shouldn't be the one driving since he's known Namjoon's sister longer.

Nonetheless, his eyes are trained on the road so I take the chance to study his face. His skin looks smooth at first glance, but I know just under his bangs is a tiny zit. I noticed it the other night when Yoongi and I were goofing around in his dorm room. Suddenly, Yoongi's fingers tighten around the wheel, alerting me to how tense he is. Now that I think about it he hasn't said much since this morning. He even slept on the couch last night without me. Despite that, my cheeks warm at the idea of being pressed against Yoongi and his arms wrapped around me, but the memory of him sending me to Taehyung's room ruins it.

"Jimin."

"Y-yes." My lips press together as I pray he didn't realize I was daydreaming about us.

"We need to talk."

"Talk?" Aren't talks normally bad things? Why would we need to talk?

"Yeah, I've been thinking about our relationship-" I suck in a large intake of breath, my heart stopping as the words begin to flow out of his mouth. "We've been together a year and just started dated in person a little over a month now. We never discussed boundaries since then and I think it's important for us to both know what each of us considers crossing the line or uncomfortable."

"Have I been making you uncomfortable?" My eyes start to water. "I knew I wasn't as good in person." I cover my face with my hands. "You hate me in person." I mumble into my tear soaked hands as I feel the car come to a stop. It all clicks into place. Now, I know why he didn't want me driving before. The force of his words would have been enough for me to slam down on the gas and cause an accident. It was like a wrecking ball sweeping over the road and crushing us-

"Jimin, don't overthink everything." He takes my hands in his. "I don't hate who you are...I just think you have so much love to give...it smothers me. I'm used to spending time alone to think and relax, but you want so much of my time. I just want you to understand even though we are dating I need my space to be an individual."

I blink and wipe my nose, "You want to spend time alone? Is that it?"

"Yes...do you understand that?"

"Am I annoying when we're together?" Yoongi rolls his eyes and I get nervous as they harden.

"Look Jimin. Even if I say no you're not annoying...all the time you won't believe me." I begin to shake my head in disagreement, but he continues, "It's just that when I want alone time, I would prefer if you didn't whine about it or make a big deal. I don't want our dates or Skype calls to feel like a chore. I want to feel excitement for them again."

"I-what do you want me to do then? I can make them exciting." I try to offer, but stop as he pinches the bridge of his nose and lets out a harsh breath.

"The best you can do is give me some space." He says before turning to me and lifting my chin. "This is your stop." I glance outside the window and am shocked to see my campus in front of me. I didn't even notice. "Do me a favor. Don't message me...I'll message you." He leans over me and unbuckles my seat belt. "I love you." Then, he unlocks my door and opens it. "You are still my rice cake." He kisses my cheek and waits for me to exit the car before leaving himself. "I'll take the subway back."