"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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"The things that I would do to you with just a couple seconds I would color every moment, make you feel like it's forever baby I'm coming over so you can start undressing I hope this is my chance to finally make a good impression on you" Pigment-H.E.R.
Celine had been standing in Jin's bathroom for an hour now.
Staring at her reflection, wallowing in her very ill timed existential crisis.
The girl had been crying for hours now, having a complete melt down. She was wearing a beautiful summer dress, one of light blue fabric. It flowed gently around her, accentuating her waist and looking pretty with her dark wavy hair. The only problem was the makeup she had applied was running down her face, her nose was runny, and her swollen eyes were bloodshot to hell.
Her carefree attitude of letting fate run its course had melted away. Her worries of her art being criticized ate at her, revealing old and new insecurities she didn't even know she possessed.
"Celine come on! You've been in their for at least three days and I really need to pee!" Yelled an exasperated Jin from the other side of the door.
She ignored his plea, knowing it was a scam. Once he heard her cry, he had been trying to get into the bathroom.
"If you really need to go, use one of your other 50 overly expensive toilets! I mean who needs their butt heated as they crap?" She yelled back, wiping away the black tears that had trailed across her face.
The brunette looked like a toddler, and she felt like one. Pouting and throwing a tantrum when she felt uncomfortable. It was one of the moments where she wished she had her mom around. So she could be babied and held, told that everything was going to be okay.
But it was a luxury she couldn't afford.
Jin banged on the door, jolting her into more tears.
"Don't you give me an attitude young lady! Butt heating is the best invention of the 21st century."
Celine gave in, unlocking the door. At this point she just wanted someone to hug. Even though it totally contradicted with her hard, and sometimes tough exterior. But she was already crying so who really gave a fuck.
Jin gasped, holding a large hand in front of his plumped lips. His proportional face was aghast as she turned around to face him, shoulders slumped.
"God you look hideous," He said at first, then changed his mind after he received a death glare,"I mean, come here honey."
He opened his arms, letting the 18 year old fall into him. He rubbed his hand up and down her back, letting her sob into his broad shoulder.
