𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 {Editing} || 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 || 𝐏.𝐉𝐌

Chapter 33: Closer II

(UNEDITED)

(Y/N's POV)

I woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the wind whistling outside. I slightly stretched, yawning in the process. It was only then that I felt someone's hands around my waist. I froze in my place, eyes widened in fear.

After I gathered up some courage, I slowly started prying off the person's fingers. I heard groaning from behind and once again, froze in place. It was a man. I then remembered something. I forgot to wear my shorts before going to sleep last night.

All sorts of thoughts were running through my head. 'What's he planning to do? Why is he here? Is he going to rape me?' Just when I was about to run for my life, the 'man' turned me around, grabbed my waist once again and pulled me closer, so my body was against his.

I sighed in relief as I realized who it was. He flashed me a bright smile. I smacked his chest, "Don't scare me like that". He giggled, "Well, sorry. Who did you think I was?" "A random man", I said quietly. He burst out in laughter, "Me? A man? You're crazy". I frowned and pouted, "Not fair". As soon as his laughter ceased, I suddenly remembered the position we were in, "Uh, Jimin? Why are you in my bed?"

He deeply looked into my eyes, "You pulled my arm, which made me crash onto your bed. And you weren't letting go, so that's why". "Don't you have a girlfriend?" I asked, eagerly wanting this moment to end. Even though he is closer, he's still yet so far.

"No, I don't have a girlfriend. Hyerim broke up with me yesterday", Jimin answered. Inside, my heart was jumping with glee. Outside, I remained calm. I nodded, slowly, just to be a little sympathetic. "Why are you being like that?" Jimin asked, sounding a bit sad.

"Being like what?" I questioned back, confused by what he's meaning to say. "Pretending like you care", he said. Frustration took over me as I scoffed sarcastically, "Me? Pretending like I care? You were the one going around pretending to love and care for the girls you were playing with".

I immediately regretted what I said. I shouldn't have said that. I should not have said that. I shouldn't have let my anger get the best of me. Jimin creased his eyebrows in confusion, "What? What do you mean?" He groaned again and held his head.

(Jimin's POV)

Confusion took over me as I asked Y/N, "What? What do you mean?" As soon as I completed my sentence, my head started aching. I groaned in pain as I clutched my head. Y/N just looked at me, not knowing what to do.

Moments later, the pain subsided and I asked firmly and sternly, "Y/N, what do you mean by pretending to love and care for the girls I was playing with?" Y/N didn't say anything. Instead, she looked down. Seconds later, she tried getting out of bed but I grabbed her wrists to prevent her from doing so.

I gritted my teeth as I repeated my question for the third time, "Y/N, tell me what you mean". She wriggled her hands, trying to free herself from my grasp. I only tightened my grip. By looking at her, I could tell she was in pain. But I had to find out. I had to find out what she meant. After minutes of struggling, she finally gave up, "IT MEANS THAT YOU WERE A FUCKING PLAYBOY!"

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy this chapter.