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Chapter 8

The shower continues to stream like an everlasting waterfall.

My hands cup Jungkook's face. He slowly tilts his head with a look of confusion.

I give him another quick peck before I begin to pull away. "Lets go eat dinner." I slowly move my hands back so that I can prepare to stand.

But he grips my wrists stopping me. "Jimin, Doll...Alpha... Don't you love me?"

I'm shocked. I can't believe he's asking such a ludicrous question.

"You know that I do."

"Well why won't you make love to me?"

I can't believe him. I can't. I've been a virgin since I met him and now he wants to manipulate me into having sex?

I snatch my wet wrists out of his grip before quickly standing to my feet. His eyes are wide, almost as if he's in shock.

"You never had a problem with waiting before!" I can't help but to shout.

He huffs at my response. "I just explained to you that I'm scared by all this creepy stuff. You're the beginning to my end, Jimin!" He runs his hands through his wet hair. "You're supposed to be willing to do anything so that we can have a life together."

"I clearly just stated that I'm willing to sacrifice anything so that you won't get anything less than you deserve," I scoff before exiting the shower.

I quickly dress myself before heading downstairs to find Taehyung and Hoseok sitting outside on the patio.

Taehyung is drinking a cold cherry Coke while Hoseok is standing at the grill. A cold beer rests in his hand.

They're currently debating which Disney movie was the saddest. They narrowed the choices down to The Lion King and Frozen.

"Imagine having to conceal and not feel," Taehyung argues.

Hoseok slides me a beer as he gives Taehyung a mock glare. "Simba lost his dad and had to eat bugs when he ran away! Bugs, Taehyung! Bugs!"

This cold beer is exactly what I need.

My fiancé had the nerve to question my love. Why are we even engaged if he has to question it?

I didn't become a virgin yesterday. I was one when I met him. Now this stupid "prophecy" has him losing his mind.

Yeah, weird stuff has happened. Yes, we were ran off the road. Yes, there was bloody mochi and maggots from some weird accident. Yes, he got into a teeny fight in a store. But that doesn't equate to having sex.

That doesn't equate to him disrespecting my choice and barging into the bathroom trying to force our first time.

Well, not force but he still tried to sway me.

I zone out from the conversation because I'm too lost in my angry thoughts. One beer turns to two as Namjoon steps onto the patio.

"I'm going to leave it open to cool the kitchen down," he calls over his shoulder. He leaves the sliding patio door slightly ajar. "What's going on guys?"

"They're having a debate on what was the saddest Disney movie." I mimic Hoseok's earlier action by sliding Namjoon a beer.

Taehyung and Hoseok both scoff at me. "We already decided the answer and moved on to the next subject," Taehyung says with a pout.