I meant what I said. I did hate him, after everything's he's done, how could I not?
Even if he got on his knees and begged me for forgiveness, I could never. "Get up Jimin," I said, monotonously.
Jimin head popped up for a second, "you forgive me?"
"No," I held Hendrix closer to my chest. "You lied and said you left him outside! You-you-- why are you staring at me?" I said once I noticed Jimin's head didn't fall back down like it did before.
"What is that?" Jimin pointed.
I had no idea where he was pointing to, "it's my hair."
"No that!" Jimin's finger got closer.
"It's a cat! What do you mean?" I waved my free hand around before letting Hendrix go, since he was a bit fussy in my hands. I watched as he pawed at my feet before running up the stairs.
"No," Jimin said coldly, standing up. I leaned back onto the wall, trying to move away. "What..is that?" Jimin's finger brushed against my top lip.
I winced a bit, I had a bruise there ever since he'd punched me. "What do you mean? What is that? It's a bruise, stupid."
"How did you get that? Who did that? Did you do it to yourself?" Jimin interrogated me as if I were the one at fault.
"You did it. That day I kissed Yuha, you punched me."
Jimin's eyes widened. "What..? No...I..I wouldn't never do that!"
I crossed my arms, "so I'm guessing you don't remember the part where you dragged me into the bathroom, ripped my top and pants off, then forced me to basically shower with bleach?" This guy cannot be serious.
Jimin's face twisted into different emotions for a while, then it all stopped at once..as if something clicked in this idiots head. "Xiyeon..I'm so, so--."
"Don't even Jimin, save it." I put my hands out in front of me to stop him from speaking.
"No wonder you hate me. I'm sorry, I regret doing that. I was just..really angry!"
Remorse..?
I remained silent, I just wanted to go upstairs and cuddle Hendrix.
"Let me make it up to you! Please!" Jimin's hand traveled to the middle of my stomach.
I pushed his hand away as I realized how I could use this against him.
"Stop forcing me to take those sleeping pills, sometimes they give me sleep paralysis." Perfect!
"But—but,"
"Never mind then."
"Okay, okay!" Jimin spoke over me. "You don't have to take the sleeping pills anymore. Now. Do you forgive me?"
I rolled my eyes before nodding my head to say yes, why does it matter if I forgive you? You're still a piece of crap.
"You don't hate me either, right?"
I nodded.
Promptly, Jimin stood up, grabbing me by my waist and picking me up. I let out a mini scream before yelling, "put me down!"
Jimin just continued to laugh and spin me round and round. "And now for the grand finale!" Jimin cheered, I squeezed my eyes shut.
I couldn't help but let out a small giggle, it was like the old Jimin was back. But I bit my lip to contain the rest.
Jimin handled me like I was 20 pounds as he finally caught me bridal style. I opened my eyes only to see Jimin doing jazz hands, "ta-da!"
I broke into a smile, jiminie pabo.
Jimin gasped and his expression went serious. "Xiyeon, you smiled at me!"
I dropped my smile. "No, I did not." I got back on both my feet before straightening my shirt.
"You did!" Jimin tickled my sides and I quickly smacked his hand away.
"Whatever. Believe that if you want." I said with a quick shrug.
"Xiyeon!" Jimin suddenly smiled, "guess what's coming up!?"
I felt my heart rate quicken and I glanced around, "what!?" expecting something to pop out at me.
"Relax Baby!" Jimin pulled me into his chest, stroking my hair. "Your birthday is!"
"It is..?" I said slowly, as I slowly started to get lost in my thoughts, is that true?
"Yes silly!" Jimin said, hugging me tight.
I pushed him away. "What's my present? Can I go home?" I said with little to no emotion in voice, to purposely piss him off.
"Ha. Nope," Jimin pulled me closer despite my pushing. "It's better."
"Well, what is it? Are you even going to tell me?"
"Nope. Not yet." Jimin tapped the tip of my nose.
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