Chaeyoung's POV
"Keep it down, you're going to wake them up!"
"Just take the goddamn photo, you idiot!"
"Stop pushing me Namjoon hyung, Jimin is going to kill us!"
"Yah, that's better than Chaeyoung kicking us out of the house,"
My eyes squinted a little, soft feeble sound coming out of my lips as a set of muffled words woke me up from my slumber. Turning a little, I buried my head closer to the pillow beside me and as my senses started to function, even more, my nose started recognizing a familiar scent which is enough to make my lip curve into a smile.
"Look at her enjoying herself," the sound of someone chuckling made my face be distorted, annoyed by all the unwanted sounds which seemed to be invading my room.
I was about to turn my head on my opposite side when I felt a hand on my waist, pulling me closer.
My body froze in instant, my body now aware of the warmth emerging from a body beside me.
I gulped.
Don't tell me?
Once again, the sound of people chuckling rings through my ears. This time, it was louder and it was as if they are no longer caring if I hear it or not.
My eyes opened like a lightning, only to be greeted by three pairs of orbits smiling cheekily at the far corner of my bed.
Jungkook's phone was on his hands, filming my reaction. Taehyung was giggling, his arms flung on Namjoon's shoulder, the two obviously having the best time of their lives.
I was about to snap at the three when suddenly, a pillow hits Jungkook directly at his face, the other two now doubling with laughter, Taehyung almost kneeling on the floor.
Unfortunately, Jungkook wasn't able to keep his hands from his phone, the gadget ended with a loud thud on the ground, his scowl visible on his face - I had to stop myself from laughing at his reaction.
"I'm going to kill the three of you if you don't get out!" I heard Jimin's voice which made my eyes wide open. The fact that he was lying beside me, his arms wrapped around my waist while I was obviously hugging his body is now registering on my already awake system.
"But you two look so adorable looking like some husband and wife snuggling, we can't help but take a souvenir," Taehyung said in between laughter as he tries to stand properly.
"Taehyung!" My body shook a little at the sound of Jimin growling. If it's because I was scared or I find his growl hot, I'm not sure. All I know is that the warmth coming from his body is enough to make me question my sanity.
Suddenly, I felt light-headed and it wasn't because I just woke up.
"Okay! Okay!" Taehyung said, still laughing as he pulls both Jungkook and Namjoon out of my room but not before giving me a knowing wink.
I gulped.
No.
I wanted to stop them, a realization of being alone with the man who makes me feel weak and in a deep emotional wreck finally dawning into me.
Fucking shit.
But the door already closed and sudden silence filled the room. To my surprise, Jimin doesn't seem like he's bothered that the three just took a God knows what - video or photo of us sleeping together.
Instead, he turned a little and pulled me even closer, my face now buried on his chest, his other hand landing on my back.
Oh my God.
The first thing that my mind though is that I should push him away but my heart and body seemed to oppose the idea.
How did he end up sleeping beside me? And moreover, how the fuck did he end up inside my room anyway?
Then, images of how he carried me to my room earlier came into view.
My cheeks blushed when I remember what I did. When he said we'll talk about everything after I sleep, I pulled his hand and ask him to stay just when he was about to leave.
And he did.
He stayed seated on my bed, his hand brushing my hair which leads me to fall back to sleep.
Shit! Shit!
He probably thinks that I was still so into him.
The smell of his perfume hit me real hard and I find it even harder to concentrate. At this point, it's even breathing seemed impossible with my sanity at stake.
"Relax a little Chaeyoung. Breathe..." I heard him whisper before I felt his lips landing at the top of my head.
Oh my God.
Is he trying to get me killed?
By this time, every sensory-motor in my body is fully functioning. My body is now conscious of his ever move, even the weaving of his chest.
And it's fucking turning me on.
Get a grip of yourself Chaeyoung. Please.
"Jimin?" I called for his name, unsure if it's the right thing to do.
"Hmmm?"
"What are you doing here?" I bravely asked a huge lump stuck on my throat.
By the time I was waiting for his response, I can already feel the sweat building up on my forehead.
I bite my lower lip, anxiety hitting me like a truck.
And then I felt his hands pulling me closer. He was hugging me even tighter like he is afraid to let me go. If that isn't enough to shatter my whole damn system, I don't know what will.
Elephants were running on my stomach and I can clearly see stars in front of me.
It happened. I lost my sanity.
Fuck.
"No questions Chaeyoung. And please let me sleep. It's comfortable sleeping in your bed..." he whispered, his breath hitting the side of my neck which made my body shudder in defense.
I was silent for a moment, my hands on his body tightening.
This isn't real...
Maybe this is part of my dream.
It is impossible for Jimin to be staying on my bed and hugging me like this.
He hates me.
He treated me like shit years ago and even made feel so little a few days ago. Why will he sleep beside me?
Yeah, everything was probably just a dream. It's possible for Soobin to grow some horns on her head but not this.
I don't even think Jimin would want to be anywhere close to me.
To be honest, he is probably the last person who would care for me, more even hug me like this, like I'm someone precious like he's afraid I would disappear.
Right. This is a dream. I told to myself to make me feel better.
It's the most plausible explanation - that this isn't real at all.
With that in mind, I closed my eyes and tightened my grip on him even more.
Let me stay like this.
Until I wake up...
Until I find out everything about this isn't real...
Until I wake from my illusion that I will have him...
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Beautiful Trauma
Romance"You're mine Chaeyoung - your body, your heart, your everything. They are all mine. So don't even think about doing anything with it without my permission," he stated and I wanted to hit him square in the face. "You can't fuck me, if that's what yo...
