Y/N POV
"Thank you Chimchim. I had a wonderful time." You gently planted a kiss on his cheek and hugged him one more time for the night.
"Bye bye Y/N. I'll see you tomorrow." He gave me that shy smile of his while fiddling with his tiny fingers.
He is honestly the cutest thing ever. With his chubby cheeks and the way he does his aegyo. He really knows how to make a girl feel special. I know he is the one that I see in my future.
With all of this in my mind, I said the three special words for the first time.
"I love you, Jimin".
His face went completely blank.
Then followed by the most happy smile I have ever seen on his face.
His reaction is one that I will remember for a long time.
He slid both my hands into his and by the look in his eyes, I could tell he feels the same thing. He leaned in to place a warm, tender kiss on my lips. This took me by surprise because this is the first time shy little Jimin did something as bold as this. And this is the first time someone has kissed me since my ex. I wish I could forget all about him and all the things he has done to me but his name will forever be part of my mind.
Min Yoongi.
I really wish I could just enjoy the present moment but those horrible memories always manage to dagger their way back into my mind.
The way he kissed me harshly and slapped me a few times when under the influence of alcohol.
His hands gradually moved up to my neck, making the kiss last a few more seconds before he gently pulled away his soothing lips. He pressed them once more onto my forehead and returned the three words from earlier.
"I love you too, Y/N"
Those words really warmed my heart and made me feel safe. The gentle kiss was all it took to open back my heart to dating someone again.
"Will you be my girlfriend Y/N?"
"Of coarse Jiminie!"
I rushed into his arms and enjoyed his warm embrace. I wish I could stay here forever.
"Jimin why don't you stay the night by me?"
The innocent smile made its return.
"Are you sure?"
"Trust me. I want you to." I smirked at him but I wasn't really sure he knew where I was going with this.
"Ok. If you want me to."
I held his hand and led him into my house. "Why don't you sit here? I'll be right back."
I left him in the living room and went to change into comfier and shorter clothes. I put on a little more eyeliner to make my eyes pop and checked myself out in the mirror.
Damn.
I walked towards the door to go back to the living room when I felt a hand locking both if my wrists together and pinning me against the wall.
I recall this feeling all too well. Both my wrists fitting perfectly into one of his manly hands, and the breath stroking my face.
It was Yoongi.
Except this time his breath was huskier. His other hand blocked my mouth before my screams could make their way out.
He made a strong attempt to calm my whimpers but I was scared for my life. If he would do the same things as last time.
The last thing I was expecting was the apologetic look in his eyes. This look that I had never seen from him before had me confused enough to quiet down.
His voice was calmer than I remembered it. Five months is not a long time. "Listen to me. I need you to be quiet. What ever you do, do not panic. I will get you out of here."
His hand unpinned my wrists and searched his pants pocket. He withdrew a paper slowly and unwrinkled it.
"I need you to stay silent. No matter what." His whispering was consistent.
"What is it?" He sounds genuinely scared.
He turned the paper towards me slowly like he was afraid of what I would think about the contents of it.
And I was. My heart broke once again. Except worst. New wounds opened in my heart. I wasn't sure if to believe this or not. But it looked too real.
It read, ' Park Jimin. Wanted murderer. Please call this number immediately if spotting him.' and under this was a picture of the innocent boy who took away my pain. My chimchim.
This was the first time in a long time, I cried. I slid onto the floor, being watched with a sympathetic look by my ex.
"Y/N, we have to go now". He grabbed my wrist and immediately fell to the floor, clutching his shoulder in pain.
The sound of a loud gunshot averted my attention to the opened door.
And I could not believe what I was seeing.
Little innocent Jimin with a pistol now aiming in between my eyes.
WWYD?
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