War of Hormone // Jimin x Reader Story

Chapter 4 // Do What Hannah Would Do

"Get out."

Your head snaps up and you stare back into his cold eyes. You feel the sudden urge to step closer to him, ignoring the fact that it could potentially make him more upset. You take one step closer, never breaking eye contact. Your faces are now only a few inches apart and you can feel his breath lightly brushing on your face.

His hair had gotten messed up from his encounter with you and it fell asymmetrically on either side of his face. His chiseled abs were getting very distracting now that you two were much closer.

"I said-" he begins, his voice slightly softer, but you cut him off.

"No."

His eyebrows raise in surprise at your sudden response and you see the corners of his mouth twitch, but return to their original position a split second after. You were determined to prove that you were more than a creepy stalker that hid in his closet for hours just for the chance to watch him change in front of you.

You need to make a better impression than that. Seduce him. It's your only option, girl. Do what Hannah would do. Your eyes flick down to the floor and you blink slowly, then look back up at him with a sultry expression. "I just want to stay and talk to you a little bit longer," you pout slightly. "Is that a crime?"

You watch him bite his lip and look at the closet. "I mean... you were hiding in my closet. Maybe that could count as a crime, but just wanting to talk? Nah, I don't think so." His eyes reconnect with yours and your heart flutters.

You smirk and reply, "Actually, I was hiding from security in this room for a long time before I even knew your things were in here." You pause and replay what you just said. "I don't know how that's better, but it sounded good in my head."

You see him fight the urge to laugh and you smile a little, shifting your hands to your hips. "What's your name?" He says, walking over to the closet to get a new shirt- he notices that there is something lying amongst the shoes on the ground, but ignores it. He selects a white muscle tee and slides it smoothly over his head. Unfortunately for your ovaries, it didn't cover his muscular arms and the upper part of his torso.

"Y/N," you say. "And yours is?" You wink at him whilst saying your name and when asking him his, he smirks.

"If you're in here then I assume that you already know who I am, Y/N," was his reply and he walks back to his original position, this time a few inches even closer to you. He runs his fingers through the front part of his hair and pulls some of it back, looking into your eyes sexily while doing so. You can't fight the urge to bite your lip, so you do it while looking directly at him, blushing immediately afterwards. He smirks and says, "that's what I thought. Anyways... Y/N. That's an innocent name. What's it doing on a hot body like yours?"

You blush once again, unable to reply, and you look down at your Vans. What did I just get myself into??

He walks one more step closer and lightly grasps your jaw, pulling it upwards so that you were looking directly at him once again. "I asked you a question, Y/N."

"I-I don't know how to answer Jimin," was all you could muster, as you felt his warm breath on your face. You notice that even after a performance, he still has an amazing smell to him and you can barely keep your knees strong enough to hold you upright. "I'm actually not really a hoe. My roommate dressed me."

His eyes narrow and he smiles in amusement and leans closer, making the distance in between your lips mere inches. "So you're an innocent one?" You try to take a step back, but you are stopped by the door. You are trapped. What a shame. His hand is resting above your left shoulder and his right is now tracing your jawline skillfully.

It takes all of your power not to lean forward and kiss him right then and there, but you have barely been talking for five minutes. It didn't seem to matter to him, though. He slowly brings his lips to yours and brushed them lightly against the lip gloss that was coated on yours. Your eyes flutter a few times and almost close, but you restrain yourself and don't kiss him back. Instead, you push him off a little, as you suddenly are reminded of a horrible memory.

"Don't," you say softly. His eyes widen in surprise at your response. "Please, just don't." He steps back a little and opens his mouth to reply, but you hold up your hand to cut him off. "I-I'm sorry, it's just..." your eyes begin to fill with tears as the painful memories begin to flood your brain.

You see yourself pinned to a wall by an overbearing guy, trying to push him off. He is putting all his body weight on you and tears are flooding down your face, as you are panicking, attempting to get rid of him. You have never been more scared in your life. He grabs your throat and starts to lick all down your neck, not stopping when it gets to the edge of your T-Shirt.

You snap out of it when you feel Jimin's arms around you, pulling you into a warm embrace. You now realize that tears have been slowly making their way down your face and forming a small ocean beneath you. His arms make you feel safe and secure, and you grip his shirt tightly between your fingers, feeling comforted by his gesture.

Maybe he's actually a really good guy, you think to yourself as you wipe your eyes with your sleeve. You look up at him and he looks down at you, his eyes a mix of confusion and concern.

But before you can say anything to him, the door opens again.

And this time, it's the people you don't want to see.

Ohhh cliffhanger :)

Thanks for reading, you lovely person!

Love ya,
Ky ♡