Breakage [ On Hold ]

Chapter- 16

[ Yoongi's p.o.v continues ]

I balled my hands into a fist, and pressed into them so hard, my knuckles whitened. What did they want from my babygirl? Namjoon was looking at me, waiting for an answer, or perhaps a reaction.

"What do they want from her?" It was impossible for me to hid the growl which come out as I asked him. I was fuming on the inside, but I took a deep breathe and managed to calm down.

"That's a long story, Yoongi. But you know your job now. Stay with Racheal 24/7. Never let her out on her own."

"They'll have to go through me first if they want to get to her." I mumbled. I didn't want namjoon to hear that.. or know that she was my weakness. Racheal was my weakness.

"I don't know about all that Yoongi. Just keep her safe."

"Okay. Thanks man. I'm pretty sure it was hard getting here, but I appreciate it."

He flashed a grin. "Anything for you man."

I managed to smile, but on the inside, I was boiling. How dare they even think about her?

• Racheal's P.O.V •

I walked up the stairs, my mind preoccupied with what happened a few minutes back. Where did he go? His girlfriend, perhaps? Oh shit the fuck up woman. I felt someone walking behind me, so I ran up the stairs and turned back, looking at the guy. Hmph. Park Jimin.

"Hey, Can I have a minute with you?" He asked, taking a few steps towards me.

"Yeah sure, come in." You might be thinking this was a terrible move, but come on. What could possibly happen? I opened the door and kicked it open. Not outta frustration, my hands were full.

"So what do yo-" I could bearly finish my sentence. The moment I turned, I bumped into his chest, his warm breath washing over my cheek. His eyes didn't give away the things he had in his mind, and that made me shiver.

"Jimin.. w-what are you doing?" I mumbled.

"I miss you Racheal, please come back to me."

Yes, this was exactly what managed to weaken me. Vulnerable Jimin and the I miss you. Like I wasn't dealing with enough already.

My mind told me to push him back, put him in his place. But I didn't.

"Racheal.." he whispered, leaning his forehead against mine, which was sticky and filled with sweat. He was looking down, trying to make an eye contact with me. At this point, all I could manage to do was blink my eyes like Bella Swan.

"Tell me to stop." He demanded, inching his face close to mine, our lips just millimetres apart.

"Please tell me to stop.."

"Stop."
Nope, that wasn't me. Nor was it Jimin. Oh fuck.

I pushed Jimin and walked towards Yoongi, panicking. He narrowed his eyes at me, and I winced.

"Jimin, get out before I break your face."

"Yoon-"

"I said GET OUT!"

Jimin cursed and walked towards us, pushing yoongi's shoulder with his. He made a last eye contact with me and smiled weakly, mouthing a goodbye.

"Yoongi .. I can explain."

"Did you kiss him?"

I shaked my head in an instant. Though I still couldn't register what happened a few seconds back, I knew I wouldn't have allowed Jimin to kiss me.

I took a deep breath. "No, I didn't."

He put his hands on either side of me, caging me in. I could feel his chest rise and fall alongside mine, and my heart was beating at an inhuman speed. I was in deep, deep trouble.

"You know the consequences don't you Racheal?" He smirked, but his eyes were filled with jealousy and anger.

"Yes."

He walked away from me and closed the door, bolting it. That's it. There goes my escape. With each step he took towards me, I could feel my inner soul do a backflip. He reached for my waist and slid his hand under my crops top, playing with it hem. Without him asking, I lifted my arms up, allowing his to yank the top off me and throw it on the floor.

"So .. I asked someone to behave while I'm gone." He grinned, tracing his finger from my chest to my belly button. I bit my lip, tucking my stomach in. He slid his fingers down my belly button, keeping an eye contact with me. Without looking down, he rubbed my centre, watching me bite my lips in response. The only thing I could manage to think about was what's going to happen next.

It was too intense, so I squeezed my knees together. He raised an eyebrow and pushed his knee against my joined knees, opening them and pressing it against my damp spot. My eyes rolled back into their socket, and my head fell back.

I squirmed and struggled, trying to get away from his grip, but it was too strong for me. He held my hands pinned to the wall, grabbing them so tight I growled in denial. His knee palked against my centre, harder than before, and I felt the rush of hormones  inside. He did almost nothing, yet I felt myself close to let go.

"Good girl." He said, pulling away, leaving me asking for more. I could hardly stand,my legs were weaker than jello. He grabbed my waist with both his hands, supporting me using his body weight. He looked down and frowned, running his fingertips along my wrists, which had reddened because of his grip.

"I'm so sorry babygirl.." he drifted, tenderly inspecting my hands. I smiled in response, showing him that it was okay. I was fine.

"I'm very, very territorial when it comes to you, Racheal."

I cupped his cheeks and leaned in to kiss him, telling him that I belonged to him and nobody else. He kissed back, hugging me real tight, groaning in response.

I loved him.
..
But the question was..

Did he feel the same way?

(To be continued..)

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Sup doodoos, so I know it's a pretty short chapter but I swear I haven't been getting enough time to write.

Next chapter will be up tomorrow.