• One Hundred Nine •

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- Rosé

"Jimin."
        He's lying on the floor.

Drunk.
Busted.
Wasted.

There are few bottles of soju beside his bed and...

I felt so worried, I felt guilty at the same time as I know...it's because of me.

"Jimin, get up."
        I commanded as I tried to drag him up and help him stood up but he even didn't want to help himself.

"Chaeyoung-a?"
        Drunkily, he called, confused and hesitating.

"Earlier, I was just dreaming about you..."
        He sat up, looked at me and smiled at me like a stupid.

"You're with Chanyeol and...umm...you two are happy...so happy."
         He laughed...and I knew it, that's what he is thinking. Me and Chanyeol being together.

"He's jealous."

"And now, I'm dreaming about you again..."
      My forehead creases as he stated while trying to get up from sitting on the floor.

He stood up, not so straight and proper but able to at least be composed a little.

"You're here? Which is impossible. You must be with Chanyeol, he just...he just showed himself after years so better leave from my dream and be with him tonight, Chaeyoung-aaaa."
        My brows furrowed from his words, like he's sending me away now.

"Is that what you want?"
         Coldly, I asked.

"No, of course not...but I saw you, you missed him so much. You missed him more than you missed me the years we are not seeing each other."
          But I was shock as he answered that way...

So, that's what he felt.

"Jimin, stop saying those words. You're drunk, go to your bed, I'll be here until morning so better get some sleep."
         I commanded calmly, I don't want to have an argument with a drunk man right now.

I pushed him enough to make him step backwards but two steps...

He pulled me so much that my body fell on his body, and we both landed on his bed.

My eyes widened in shock...
And I felt my heart beat is like I'm being chase by a giant ant.

He's topering over me...
While I'm anxiously under him.

"Park Chaeyoung..."
        His eyes gazed to mine...

That stare...
Romatic yet cold.

I can smell the reek of alcohol...
And the scent of his perfume mixed to it.

I could get drunk to his own smell.

"Why do you have to be that seductive?"
          Mixing his breath to mine, he spoke asking me something I can't answer.

"Even now in my dream, you're so seducing, Chaeyoung-a. That's why many guys are so dead inlove with you."
           He stated, I should be fluttered but...I felt nothing.

"You're so fucking adorable."
           He caressed my cheeks and as he mumbled those words, my brows furrowed.

"Jimin, stop what you are doing."
           A little annoyed and frustrated, I commanded.

He frowned...
And his eyeslanded on my lips.

"Pretty reddish sexy pouty lips."
           His thumb touches my lower lip.

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