Possessive Type ||Park Jimin||

☆ Cute

Quitely shifting around the kitchen in order to prepare a meal for her and her father is how she's gonna spend the rest of the day.

Haeran immediately returned home, not waiting for anyone. She was afraid to return home late, not even for a minute. Her father took the time of his day to text her to return quixkly after school which means he has something in store for her.

She was mentally prepared. But no physically. Her eyes landed on the burns on her hand and gulped.

" Is dinner ready yet? " her Appa asked.

She slightly flinched at the appearance of him. " N-not yet Appa .. " she replied softly. Her appa then left the kitchen after her answer leaving her alone again.

She lets out a shaky breath she was holding. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts.

2 hours later, dinner was served in the fanciest way possible. No kidding that Haeran is an amazing cook and she had a great sense.

She sat quitely as usual in her chair, accross from her her Appa that was enjoying his meal and eating away his plate.

'Please stay peaceful appa .. don't rampage on me ..' she mentally begged.

" I have to say that today's meal was not bad. " he praised; uninterested.

Haeran let's out a fake smile " I'm glad you enjoyed it Appa. "

" I have to work now. Don't disturb me in my office " he then left the table with his plate empty. Haeran did not say anything else.

As her Appa's figure disappeared, she slumped back on her chair. 'Thank you god. Thank you for not letting him go berserk on me tonight'

Once her appa starts working in his office upstairs, he won't be out all night.

She cleaned up th table and washed the dishes, softly humming to herself. Her phone played a short music, indicating that she has a new message.

'What the .. ' she surely did not have anyone to text her but her appa.

She hurriedly dried her hands and picked up her phone. Heart beats quickening, she supressed the urge to smile.

Unknown : Hi noona, this is Jimin~

She saved his number in her phone with a small smile. But soon, her smile fell. What if her appa searched through her phone and found out she has someone's number?

Haeran : Hi

Jimin : how are you?

Haeran : good. You?

Jimin scoffed. Even in text she was boring? He typed away his next text.

Jimin : I'm also good. I miss you though

Haeran's eyebrows went up as her cheeks flushed in surprise. She hurried to her room and locked the door to feel more secure in texting someone she's not suppose to talk with.

Jimin : did you not miss me? :'(

Haeran : I did?

She was awkward even in text. It wasn't convincing.

Jimin groaned. Why is this girl so hard?

" who are you texting hyung? " Jungkook asked, sitting on Jimin's gamer chair to spin on it.

" My toy " Jimin briefly answered.

Jungkook stopped spinning. The image of Haeran's awkward pink cheeks made him smile.

" well, are you progressing? " The youngest asked curiously.

" A little I guess. She still replies with a word or two " Jimin sighed, throwing his on the nightstand.

" she's ... pretty cute actually " Jungkook shrugged.

Jimin gave the younger boy a look " Don't. She's my toy "

" I didn't mean that kind. I mean the kind that she's tiny and has big eyes " Jungkook quickly defended.

" that she hides behind her hair. She needs a whole new look " Jimin rolled his eyes.

Back to Haeran who now has nothing to do. She paced around in her gray and pink room. She spotted her violin bag resting in the corner, untouched for many years.

She stared for couple of seconds before trotting to her violin and took it out.

'Nostalgic .. This is the last thing appa bought me when he actually cared ..' sighing softly, she placed the instrument below her chin in the right position and played a small melody. Subconsciously smiling as she remembers how to play.

Messing up the melody made her stop playing and place the violin on her bed. She was gasped startled when she heard the door of her room knock.

She shakily unlocked the door to see her Appa was standing there. She chose to lower her gaze to the ground as she speaks.

" Y-yes Appa? " she timidly asked.

" I heard violin just now. " he said. His words were familiar and brought a strange sense of warmness in Haeran's body.

" I .. played a little " she shyly answered.

" Hmm. Appa is feeling stressed, play for him " he entered her room and sat on her bed.

Her appa was a very confusing human being. One moment he'll be aggressive, mentally and physically abusing her. But the next moment, he'd retuen to his old kind self.

Picking up the violin again, she played a familiar melody. Her heart was unstable as nervousness crept up her spine. Her appa has the ability to change from calm to beast in less than a melli-second. Every moment around him was nerve-wrecking.

She finished the piece and peeked at her appa who seemed deep in thought.

" You need more practice. I'll be going now " with no more words, he left her room empty to herself.

Again with his confusing persona. Shrugging mentally, she returned the violin in the bag and went to lay down on her bed to get some sleep.

Jimin was pacing in his room. He was getting annoyed with himself because he keepps on thinking of Yoon Haeran. And how to melt the ice around her heart and how to break it. This propably is the hardest challenge for him as a playboy.

" you can always give up hyung " Jungkook teased.

Jimin sent him a small glare " shush now punk. "

Jungkook was amused at his hyung's behavior. No girl given him this much troubles.

But overally, Jungkook was growing more curious at the girl herself. Rather than cold as ice, he found her actually awkward and shy; like his old self. There would be no mistake in his opinion about her. He knew a shy and an awkward person when he sees them.

Jungkook found himself slowly smiling, remembering how tiny she was, it was cute.

Cute.