Love & Hate

08

"Where the hell you've been?" Jimin monotonously asked with his hooded eyes bore into mine, he opened the car door for me and helped me to get inside the car as my body instantly melted onto the seat with my back felt at ease and so are my sore legs,

"Ladies room" I muttered and grabbed the bottled water,

"And why do you look so tired?" He asked almost shouting, I look at him dumbfounded for a moment

"And why are you with Jungkook?"

Jungkook? Oh, it seems like they knew each other. Small world, huh

"look, I'm tired because I vomited earlier and Jungkook found me there and helped me" I stated,

"wait don't tell me— good Lord, Park Jimin stop with your dirty thoughts!" I exclaimed and punched him on his arm which earned a teasingly smirk,

"oh yeah, by the way, you know him?" I asked him out of curiosity,

How in the world he does know that guy, what a coincidence and what a small world it is, right?

"one of my friends," He said, I hummed and that now makes sense why they knew each other,

He doesn't even want his friends to know me when he knows most of my high school and college friends,

"You, how'd you know him?" He asked looking at me waiting for my response,

I gulped looking over the window trying to compose words on my mind, after all those dirty thoughts I had when I was with that guy. Can somebody bang my head to the wall?

Right! I was drunk that time, I WAS.

"We met yesterday at that bar" I muttered,

There was a long awkward silence between us when he spoke looking at me with his hooded eyes and in a deep serious tone,

"can you please... — oh nevermind," Jimin muttered and looked away,

"You're being weird since you saw me with that guy, are you sure you're friends?"

"Nothing, just stay away from him, okay?" He said and gave me a light smile,

But in all seriousness what's the deal about him?

I looked at the road and this way is to our house.

"Where do you wanna go?" Jimin asked and I noticed that we're already near our house,

"Do I have a choice? We're already heading to our house, your house is far from here though..." I pouted and started getting fidgety,

I wanted to say to him that I don't want to go home yet, but I don't know why I felt shy all of a sudden that I find it hard to tell it to him,

"Well, you now have a choice. I'll show you my place,"

I waited for his car to stop, I frowned as we enter the apartment complex near our house, the apartment where most of the celebrities and politician in South Korea lives,

But knowing Jimin, no doubt that he could afford to live in here.

I quietly trailed behind him and we both rode the lift up to the 21st floor,