"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 thick color of a rainy day in Seoul I still can't fall asleep as I fade away The rain stops and the reflection in the puddle I see myself looking more miserable today Even when this rain stops, when the clouds go away I stand here, just the same Without saying anything, looking at the world There, a not so beautiful me is looking at myself" Rain-BTS
"You did what you fucking idiot?" Yelled Jin, almost standing up on his couch as he screamed at Jimin through the phone.
The other man sighed, clearing his throat before stuttering.
"I-I threw money at her."
Jin couldn't believe it. His sweet Jimin. The one who still clearly cared for the girl, did something so degrading and hurtful. The man simply didn't get it. Especially after he watched his friend cry for hours after they "broke" up. They even talked about it, how it was Jeongguk's fault, with the way he manipulated her.
What happened to change all of that?
No matter what happened, no matter what difficulties, Jimin acted like he loved Celine enough to forget all of that. To forgive her, and remain with opened up. That was his personality.
Because Jimin wasn't the type of person, to give up.
And that's exactly what he was doing.
"What kind of disrespect, I didn't raise you to be this way?!" The elder responded, sitting back down on his couch with a huff. The man wanted to get the man inspected, to see if he was just an impersonator.
This isn't Jimin. My Jimin would never do that.
There was silence on the other end. Only the faint noise of a printer in the distance. The CEO must have been at work. That's all he seemed to be doing lately. He hadn't seen the rest of the friend group since last week.
Everyone was in a disarray anyways. All of Namjoon's, Jin's, Yoongi's, Hoseok's, and Taehyung's conversations have consisted of what the fuck they were supposed to do. They made no conclusions so far.
"What to do when obsessed friend blames the death of his so-called loved one's sister on the man she's sleeping with" was not something you could type into google. Well, you could but it would most likely lead to a Christian or Porn site. There was no in between.
"And you also didn't raise Namjoon to be shady, but here we are." Jimin finally said, breaking the silence, sounding bitter.
Jin clenched his jaw, grip on his phone almost loosening. He couldn't believe it. Couldn't understand where the attack came from.
