What Love? // p.jm ✔️

// Chapter 7 \\

The drive back to the company was a very...interesting experience, to say the least.

Nayeon ignored me the whole drive.
There is something up with her.

Here and there Jimin would try to get me involved in the conversation, but whenever I would open my mouth Nayeon changed the subject immediately.

I couldn't tell if Jimin noticed this or not.

In the back of my mind, I hoped that he did.

//Back At the Company\\

It was now 4:00 pm - I get off work in an hour. I wasn't working on anything in particular - I finished adjusting Nayeon's latest chapter of her book about 30 minutes ago. Nayeon was with Jimin in his office, talking to him, and distracting him. He didn't seem to mind, though. That was the problem.
Nayeon obviously wasn't fond of my presence, especially around Jimin.

I'll just try not to get in their way or stick my nose where it doesn't belong.

// 5:00 pm \\
Finally. It was time to leave. I packed up all my things and locked my office door behind me.  I had to be home by the time Seoyeon was ready to go apartment hunting, which would take forever, so I had a good amount of time to get home.

My guard was up as I walked down the various stairwells of the large company. I hoped I wouldn't run into Nayeon; if anything, she should still be with Jimin. Right?

As I was making my way to the exit, I bumped into someone. I stumbled onto the floor.

"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry, here let me help you u-"

The person suddenly cut themselves off.

It was Nayeon.

Her lips curved up into a smirk. Her once concerned expression was now gone.

"Watch where you're going, I could've hurt you a lot worse than this."

Bitch, what the fuck? She doesn't even look like she can fight. Nayeon was far too primped and pampered and just...girly.

I ignored what she said and got up from the floor. I dusted myself off then made a beeline for the exit.

Before I could grab the door handle, though, Nayeon latched onto my wrist and roughly pulled me back to her. I looked at her with such disgust and I spoke up before she could.

I'm not going to get told off by this little Jimin fangirl. Close or not, he's my boss, and that's the only relationship I have with him. I already knew what this bitch was thinking.

I'm going to be the one in control here.

"Look. You don't like me, and that's fine. I mean, who would? I'm here to work, not steal your man. Jimin's all yours. I'd like to keep things strictly professional between me and you. Work. W-o-r-k," I spelled it out for her. I smiled right in her face and took that as my chance to leave.

I left her there dumbfounded, and it felt pretty damn good.

Apartment hunting with Seoyeon went well; we got a good deal with this young lady, surprisingly. The landlady's name was Jeongyeon and was super open and nice to us. Seoyeon's monthly rent is $800, which isn't bad. Seoyeon will be moving out in a week - tomorrow, I go job hunting with her.

Another exhausting day today.
It was 7:00 pm. I laid in bed and gathered my thoughts and recollections of the day.

I began to think about Jimin.
Lately, I haven't had the need to take my medication. Am I getting better? Yes. I'm smart enough to realize Jimin is the cause of this. I'm feeling every emotion but fear, sadness, and nervousness.

I was happy.
Motivated.
Braver.
Stronger.

What are you doing to my emotions, Park Jimin?

I can't fall for you.

You're what I can't have.

I know what I said to Nayeon, but of course that wasn't true. She had no need to know that. All this time I've been dodging my feelings. If I want closure, I have to face my true feelings.

...I can't help it.

I'm slowly falling for him, and I can't deny it.

I've never felt like this before. I feel some kind of connection to you, Jimin. I feel like I know you from somewhere. I feel like I've known you for forever, and I just don't know it.

Or I just don't remember it.

(A/N: :)))) gEt rEaDy!!!)