He Follows Me

Bookshelf

. 💕 Jimins POV💕

"Aish..." Jimin mumbled, looking up from his glasses. He ruffled his raven black hair in confusion There'd been a man, watching him weirdly for some time now. The odd man was standing behind a bookshelf, peeking out at him.

Jimin looked up at him, and the two made eye contact. Feeling very, very uncomfortable, he stood up from his seat at the book store and started to head out. "I don't need creeps stalking me." He whispered to himself.

"I'm a creep to you?" A voice said from behind him. He jolted and turned around, only to see the same man that'd made him uneasy before.

"Where'd you get that idea from sir?" He asked politely. The man smiled, and brought his hand up to Jimin's face. Jimin looked from the mans eyes, to the hand he'd placed on his face, and back. "Such a pretty little man~" The man whispered, the mans eyes glossed over as he spoke.

Jimin didn't know what to do. Panicking, Jimin brought his hand to the mans, and brought it down off his face slowly.

Then, he bolted.

Jimin could feel the man following right behind him. He couldn't seem to escape him. No matter how hard Jimin tried. He felt his legs starting to go numb, and his head was pounding. 'Just keep running', he thought to himself over and over again. Jimin tried to tried to push himself . He wasn't getting captured by that maniac.

Jimin heard the mans footsteps getting closer, and his breath started to hitch. 'just keep going...' he ignored the burning sensation starting to travel it's way up his body.

"You'll never outrun me," The man taunted. He let out a loud, cackling laugh. "Stop playing hard to get, I just want to hug my beauty!" He yelled in Jimin's direction.

"What did I ever do you? The hell is your problem?" Jimin screamed back. He'd run so far. When he tuned into his surroundings again, the book store was long gone. To the left of Jimin was what seemed to be a forest. Thinking fast, He ran into it, hoping the man would loose sight of him. The ground was damp, and It was starting to become harder to trudge his way through.

"Are we playing hide and seek now?" He giggled. Jimin heard the crunching of dead leaves behind him and knew his stalker wasn't too far away.

"Please...please..." Jimin panted. 'I just had to get away from him, or tire him out.' Jimin thought.

It seemed like Jimin had gotten ahead, but he took one wrong step and fell to the ground.

Thud.

"Ah-..." Jimin's eyes shut tight as he felt a sharp pain run through his backside. Jimins hand went to the area, and he slowly turned over on his side.

Jimin heard the man's footsteps slow to a stop, and he squatted over him.

"Hi~" The man said in a sickeningly sweet voice. It was dark, but the man's features stuck out, like a ghost. His eyes were wide, and his smile bright and strained.

"You're mine remember?" A hand came down to stroke Jimin's face.

"N-no...no I'm not." He managed out. Jimin's voice was trembling. It started to get harder and harder for him to breathe.

The man started to make a cooing noise. "Aww, is my little one scared?" He gripped Jimin's shirt collar and pulled him up by his shirt.

"You shouldn't be scared... what's there to be scared of? " The man seemed almost offended. The stalker brought their faces closer together, letting their noses brush against each other. "I'm your home now..." He growled.