Ugly yet Beautiful || Jikook

Chapter 26

Jimin P.O.V
"Why are you here again?"

I snapped, yet again, I couldn't help myself around him. Maybe it's the way he walks or even talk, could be the way his hair falls perfectly on his face and his lips are always the brightest shade of pink. Whatever it was, he annoyed me and I couldn't help but get angry at his presence.

"Project"

I couldn't help but role my eyes at his response, that's what he always says and it... it never seems to turn out that way.

My face instantly began to heat up at the imagine of his lips pressing against mine popped into my head, I could feel my whole body tingle as it played in my brain like a scene from a movie.

why do I keep thinking about this!!

"You can just do it by yourself"

I found myself scoffing as I reached the door of my house, my keys jingling between my fingers as I awkwardly tried to find the right key. Before I even had chance to even attempted to open the door the world began to spin. One second my eyes are on the door, the next the sky was turning and my back was being slammed against something hard.

Honestly, I'd had enough of his bullshit and all these movie like scenes that kept happening to me yet when it actually came down to it I couldn't seem to do a thing.

His eyes were piercing into me, his gaze strong and hair while his eye were furrowed together closely. His head was so close to mine I could smell his mint tooth paste once again fan across my skin, his right hand was pressed into my shoulder holding me into place while his left was slammed against the wood of the door.

Yet it was like I was in a trance, my mouth hanging open slightly while my breathing was jaggy and slow, I couldn't form a word never mind a sentence. I just stared back at him in confusion, confused on how one second he was behind me and the next he'd pinned me to the door, confused as to why he was looking at me like that, hurt or worried, something I couldn't read.

"J-jung..."

"Why were you with tae this morning..."

His words came out so clear, his eye brows furrowed even more as taehyungs name left his lips. I wanted to respond, I wasn't sure why but honestly I was desperate to reply, like I needed to explain so he didn't misunderstand, but why, why did the look on his face bother me so much, why did I care what he thought and how he felt.

"Why... why are you suddenly so close?"

His sentence started strong, but the longer it went the quieter his voice became, the last words barley audible at all. His head hung a little lower now too, the grip his hand had on my shoulder had become slacker too.

You'd think at this point I'd of managed to form some sort of response, or even made a noise, but apparently not. Actually, I'd found myself staring at his face, watching the lights shine of his eyelashes, admiring the way his nose lightly flicks at the tip and as weird as it was I'd found the time to count all the moles on his face, my favorite being the one under his lip.

But then it was like the sun was sucked from the earth, everything seemed to go dark, his grip tightening once again while his eye were now burning holes in my soul.

This was a complete switch.

"You slept with him, didn't you?"

"No!"

The words slipped out my mouth so fast I didn't even really have time to process his question. Me? Sleep with tae? What was he even fucking asking?

"Don't lie"

His face inched closer, anger seeping around him causing a dark ora to form while his hand next to my head had now formed into a fist. What was he so angry about? I didn't do anything.

So maybe I could be provocative and maybe I deserved everything I got; most of the time anyway. But surly what was about to happen I didn't deserve? Surly the world didn't hate me enough to confuse my emotions, play with my heart and let something like this happen right?

"If I knew you were this easy..."

His voice was raspy in my ear, echoing softly in the little gap between his mouth and my skin, his hair tickled the small patch of skin on my cheek which it kept brushing past and he smelled so good. But his voice was sharp and aggressive, his hand was digging into my skin and the way his pronounced each letter of every word gave of a very twisted tone.

I had a bad feeling about this, my heart was literally about to rip from my chest, I'd found myself tugging harshly on the ruffled material of my jumper while my breathing had practically stopped.

"Id of done this a long time ago"

So guys, I'd just like to thank you all for being here still even though my updates have become practically non existent. I'm going on holiday tomorrow so I won't be able to update any of my stories until next Tuesday, but please keep waiting for me, I'm finding more time to write now than I was.

Love you all!