He Submits [BTS Fanfiction] √

XXII

Chapter Twenty-two

My moaning and panting form leaning on the side of a series of lockers while Jimin's crouching form was in between my legs, face hidden under my skirt, his shoulder carrying one of my leg and was bringing me to our own heaven and inferno, all too caught up with the pleasure that we were forgetting where we were…

It all now came back to my now devastated and worried state as we watched it all in a fifteen-second video.

Nakatalikod na nakaluhod sa Jimin sa video pero hindi maipagkaka-ilang siya ang lalaking nagpapaligaya sa akin dahil sa blonde niyang buhok. Kahit sinong makakapanood ng video ay maiisip na kaming dalawa iyon!

I was even weirded out to watch my own self in a what seemed like a pornography that would probably ruin all of what I had achieved in this school or even my life outside.

Walang ibang content maliban sa video na iyon, walang text message mula sa unknown sender at walang ni kahit na isang letra. It was like the video was sent to the both of us just to scare the hell out of us. I couldn't even think of anyone who would have any reason to do that. Wala naman akong kaaway o kagalitan sa school na ito, sure, may ilang mga babae ang may lakas ng loob na irapan at ismiran ako pero wala akong nakaka-away.

Sa nanginginig na mga kamay ay naibagsak ko ang phone ko sa mga hita ko matapos kong mapanood ang video sa ikatlong beses, malakas ang kabog ng dibdib ko sa takot at kaba at naninikip ang lalamunan ko dahil sa galit.

I felt the corners of my eyes water but I didn't dare let it stream. I felt my throat throb for outburst for I didn't dare let it out. Instead, I just let my heart hurt me.

"East—" He stopped when I quickly raised my head at his direction.

Matalim ang tinging ipinukol ko sa kaniya kaakibat ng mga nanlalabo kong mga mata. My vision of him was blurry but the pain in my heart was very vivid, my fists that clutched my phone went gripping tightly as my teeth clenched hardly.

Like the usual, dito sa leisure room kami madalas nagtutungo sa tuwing mayroon kaming problema. We always settled everything here, sometimes through talk and sometimes through other adulterated things. But not now, we were not having any of it now 'cause I was not in a very good shape, I might just hurt him.

"W-We'll find the sender—"

"That'll be useless. We're caught, Jimin!" malakas kong sigaw para putulin ang sinasabi niya, masyadong magulo ang takbo ng isipan ko para mag-isip pa ng ibang bagay dahil ang tanging nangingibabaw lang sa isipan ko ngayon ay ang katotohanang may nakaka-alam na ng sikreto namin.

That… that was so terrifying and very frustrating.

Naka-upo na ako sa couch pero pakiramdam ko ay babagsak pa rin ako sa panghihina. Ang mga kamay kong mahigpit na hawak ang phone ko ay unti-unting lumuwag ngunit mas nanubig lang ang mga mata ko, nakatitig sa mukha niyang puno ng paghihirap.

It was like looking at him was like looking at the mirror, it was damn obvious that we were both afraid of what was entailed of this. His small eyes couldn't hide his obvious fear, the way his plump lips parted couldn't tell anything but fear and the way his eyes shivered while staring at me could perfectly match the fear in my heart.

We were both afraid, and I had never seen him this afraid before.

"Hannan, you know I won't let anything bad and harmful come your way. I've been trying to fix this—"

"You have been?!" I horrifyingly asked him, confusion ringing my voice and my blurry eyes staring skeptical at him. "Since when did you know about this, Jimin?"