Inseparable Ex / rosekook

22.

Present time...

And she nearly chocked to see...

A pair of pink bunny slippers, placed right outside the washroom.

Her face began to blush, lips becoming chapped.

Her heart skipped several beats as she looked at the familiar pair of slippers. Chaeyoung's palms slowly began to sweat.

Jungkook gave me slippers like those as a birthday present. They looked exactly the same.

Chaeyoung obviously burnt them in her backyard, one drunk night, after their break-up. At the time, what seemed right was to erase anything that reminded her of Jungkook, and one of those articles included the pink bunny slippers. 

Those slippers were worn almost every night. It became of regular use as one woman would use the same brush to brush their hair. Of course she had to get rid of it.

But now, looking at these slippers...maybe she shouldn't have gotten rid of them. 

"No fucking way." Chaeyoung whispered to herself, placing the suitcase near the wall. She walked in, noticing male summer type clothing were laid on the bed.

Was this her room??

She looked at at the phone that was now charging on the desk. Turning away to see if the door had unlocked. 

Chaeyoung walked quickly towards the phone, tapping on the iphone x. 

Her jaw had dropped to the ground as she viewed the selfie photo taken by Jimin....with Jungkook. 

"Shit." 

This was definitely Jungkook's room. 

Letting out a forced breath, chest tightening in anxiety, she walked over as quick as possible to her suitcase. 

She had to get another room and LEAVE!

And she was going to kill Lisa for-

"OH, leaving so soon?" Chaeyoung was too blinded in her own thoughts, she didn't even notice the half naked man who stood right before her.

How long was he standing there?

If she had walked a few more steps, she definitely would've walked smack into his well built chest.

And as she had no way of hiding herself, she timidly looked up...only for her mouth to slack open in confusion.

"Jimin?"

"What brings you here princess?" Jimin had one towel wrapped around his waist, one small towel wrapped behind his neck. The smirk displayed across his face made Chaeyoung's heart to flips.

SO WEIRD.

Chaeyoung began to blink rapidly, not knowing where to look.

She has never seen Jimin in this state in her entire life.

Maybe when they were like...in middle school or some shit, but that was years ago.

She could feel the blood rush away from her face, as she continuously stared at Jimin in awe.

"CHAE!" Jimin clearly wasn't getting any response from the girl standing in front of him, who looked like a lost puppy. So he decided to snap his fingers. Little did Chaeyoung know that Jimin felt proud for having some sort of effect on her. Whatever it was, Jimin liked it.