Handsome Hitman ✓ Jikook

Chapter Twenty Four

JIMIN

It happened. My eyes widened and my face turned red. He grabbed my cheeks in a matter of seconds. Raising my head up out of his chest and he was leaning down.

His lips crashed into mine.

I froze as he pulled away from the kiss. All I could do was blink but he looked me in the eyes and he had worried written all over his face. He grabbed my forearms gently. "Hey, you okay?"

I shook my head as I got my arms out of his grip and took a step back. Moving and backing away as I watched where I was going. I held my hands and coughed a little as I made it to that big metal door. "I-I gotta use the restroom-"

I went out the door quickly without him being able to say a word as I almost tripped on my own two feet. I could feel his concern and the frown on his face growing as I was going down the hallway to get away from that area that he was in. I ran to the nearest bathroom and went inside.

I closed the main door behind me because in the bathroom were two urinals and two stalls. I went to neither as I went over to the sink and turned on the cold water. Splashing my face I wiped my cheeks and eyes. Then looked up at myself in the big wall mirror above the two sinks. Okay.

What just happened.

I got a good shot when Jungkook helped me. We were both happy. He hugged me and I hugged him. Nothing but a hug. Then he grabs my face. He kisses me. I ran to the bathroom. Splashed myself and now I'm here. What...

I washed my face one more time then took paper towels and wiped it dry. Calming down as I took deep breaths. Everythings okay. Maybe Jungkook was a little TOO happy for me? Maybe it was one of those "in the heat of the moment" scenarios. Maybe he got so happy that he kissed me on... accident?

That doesn't make sense Park Jimin. Well, neither does kissing me PARK JIMIN. Shut up! No, you shut up! IM GOING CRAZY!

The sound of the squeaky bathroom door knocked me from my thoughts as I just used the mirror to see who it was. Of course, it was him. Jungkook...

He looked me in the eyes with the mirror and all he had on his face was a frown and worried stare as he walked over to me. Standing at the other sink and continuing to look me in the eyes using the glass. 

I looked down into the sink, but I could tell he was looking at me still. I could feel it...

"Jimin ah", he mumbled,"Look I'm sorry about doing that all of a sudden. I mean I don't... I don't really have a reason or an explanation for it, but I wanna say I'm sorry for it..."

It sounded like my hearing was muffled. Clouded up with all these thoughts and making it stuffed. I heard it so clearly beside all the mess.

"I don't..." I started to speak but quickly closed my mouth. What do I say? I can say that. "I-I don't know what t-to say about it..."

"-and and I understand that! Y-You don't have to say anything, if you don't want to. Just know I'm sorry for doing that out of the clear blue... It was sudden and kind of... It was immature on my part..."

I just stayed quiet. Finally, I looked up and turned to look him in the eyes and face him. I went to speak but my words fell down my cheek slowly to my chin. Even slower slipping down my neck and disappearing into the shirt.

I wiped my cheek and sniffed softly. No no I'm not crying. I am NOT crying. It's just too much right now. That's why I'm crying. Wait I'm not crying!

I groaned quietly. He wiped my cheek. Making me flinch from about the previous actions which made him pull his hand away.

"Wh-Why are you cry-"