"You bought me for a night, you don't own me."
"Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?"
Silk Sheets
-a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else-
NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT...
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"I wanna be with you till the sun rises In your eyes, in your eyes, in your eyes I wanna paint the moon with your eyelashes Paint the night, paint the night, paint the night" Lights Out-Ayelle
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Jimin wasn't sure what was worse.
Someone not caring for you at all.
Or caring for you one day, and not the next.
Both really were fucked in very different ways.
Did Celine ever care about him?
Or did it start to fade after their three months together?
Which was worse? Jimin could never tell.
He'd been back for two weeks. His need to tell her he loved her died with that one text.
At this point, he just wanted to see her. He just wanted things to go back to the way before everything went to shit. If he had to pretend not to love her so be it. But he couldn't just not be around her.
But he was too scared. Every time he went to type out a message, nothing felt right.
"How are you?"
"I'm sorry."
"Please don't hate me."
None of it was good enough. None of these simple phrases could capture what he was really trying to say.
Can you live without me?
Because Jimin really missed her. The more time he spent away from Celine, the more he needed to see her. But he simply couldn't.
Jimin fought with himself everyday to not go see her. He helped Yoongi produce a song. Went shopping with Jin. Went to the movies with Hoseok. Played video games with Taehyung. Made a new business venture with Jeongguk. Heck, he even spent some time with Namjoon at the bar.
It was all fine on the outside.
But he hit rock bottom when he went to Jin's house. Because he walked in, and saw Celine's purse lying around. Saw that Jin was sitting on his living room couch, legs crossed like he was waiting for him.
