The exchange//SMUT WARNING

Chapter 43 - One day before she risked it all

Blink blink.
Sleepy eyes need to be blinked awake,
You didn't understand why you were so sleepy today but your head felt heavy as you heaved yourself up onto your arms.
Your hands felt wet as you rubbed them against your dripping eyes. They finally adjusted to the morning light seeping in through the blinds.
You turned to your right to see an empty bed. The covers crumpled from where Jimin had lay. You delicately pick up a short brown hair from the pillow and inspect it. Imagine all the DNA floating around in there.
"Don't look back love..." you sing quietly to yourself as you get up and slip on Jimins Gucci slides by the bed. One of Taes lines from DNA. You couldn't help that it was your favorite. You pour yourself a small glass of wine from the glass table under the window and take a gulp as you remember last night. You know you and Jimin sorted it out (kind of) and all you had to do was ignore Taehyung unless he brought it up. You looked at your slightly purple hand in the sunlight, but a small smile pecked your lips. It was sore but it had filled you with such a rush of adrenaline.

You heard the wet sound of the slides as they walked you down the stairs. They were a size or two too big for you and were so hard to walk in but they was GUCCI okay.

Everyone except Taehyung looked up at you when you entered the room.
You sipped  your wine  as you ignored their looks and headed to the wine cabinet where you topped up your glass with a different wine.
"Wine? At this time!?"
"Did you just mix your wine!?"
"Wait did she!? Monster !"
"Ew."
"Yesss wine at 9 lets get it!!"
"Ughh Yoona."
"...."
The different reactions make you smile. You grab an extra glass and slam it on the table in front of Jungkook. You fill the glass to the brim with a smile on your face. "Thanks...didn't mean I was up for it but!" He frowns at the brimming glass.
"Okay...anyway, as you may know Yoona, we will be doing two concerts in Japan next month to close off this album tour." Yoongi clearly grabs your attention from where you had been sipping wine from Jungkooks glass so it wouldn't spill.
"Mhm hm." You nod as you lick the excess wine from your lips.
"Right. Well. Bang PD thinks it would be a good idea if you came too. He's even thinking of giving you a solo stage." He shudders as he struggles to say the last part. Your eyes widen big. This is huge! Bang PD selected you and you have a chance to perform infront of thousands of people. You blush as wine dribbles down your chin in shock.
"Uh-uhm- I- I don't know!"
You stutter as you wipe your chin and look at Jimin who smiles proudly.
"So that's a no? Great!" Yoongi closes a folder he had open in front of him and stands up.
"Hold up! She never said no!" Jungkook slaps the table gently yet angrily.
"I- mean what will the girls say?" You think about the consensus CEO's this may have.  Your fellow members may not be happy with this act of what looks like favoritism.
"Think about yourself. Fuck them.
If they were good enough they would have been offered too." Yoongi rolls his eyes at your response.
"Uh-! Yoongi! But true." Jin frowns then shrugs as he taps away at his phone.
"Be nice." Namjoon frowns warninly.
"Fine! Yes! Yes!!" You bounce excitedly and squeal.
"Watch your fucking wine." Hoseoks voice wobbles at he rescues the glass of wine from your path of excited arm waves.
You smile ear to ear as you picture yourself on the stage. It had been all you'd dreamed about since you were a young girl. Since you first stepped into that packed hip hop class at your local
Community hall and stunned everyone with your ability to move your six year old body to the music so easily and charismatically. And now, it was at your fingertips.

Jimins hand pats yours slightly awkwardly as he smiles proudly. You smile back happily but your attention flutters to Taehyung who's eyes are looking at yours. His jaw clenched but a forced grin on his face. You look away as your heart flutters.

"Well, there's a while until that, and we have a week off so let's plan! Finish that will you?" Jungkook sips his wine before handing it to you and rubbing his head.
"Oh...uhm..." Jimin frowns as he looks at his phone. Everyone looks up at him.
"What's wrong?" You coo.
"Uhm...I - gotta go." He sighs in shock as he gets up and heads to get his jacket and shoes from the door. You look at Jungkook who shrugs at you.
"Why?" Taehyung presses as he turns to Jimin.
"My granddad has been hospitalized, he's not too well, I- I better go." He struggles with his shoes. You hurry over to him.
"Oh baby I'm so sorry...do you want me to come?" You rub his shoulder comfortingly.
"Uh-" he thinks as he sighs in hurry. "No, no it's fine, thanks." He smiles weakly as he pecks you on your cheek and waves to the rest who wave back and laid him with good luck and good wishes. You follow him outside into the crisp air. "Jimin! Wait! W-when will you be back!?" To I laugh slightly at the hurry and lack of information.
"Uh, I I don't know sorry, might be, four? Five days?" He looks to the sky as he thinks.
"Oh. Okay well, sent my good wishes." You frown as you hug him once again and step back. He smiles and you see his happiness return through the panic.
"Bye." He whispers as he gets into his car. You smile lightly and raise your hand as the car pulls out of the drive away. Well. That was unexpected and escalated quickly.

"Yoona, come in it's freezing you'll catch a cold."
You turn to see Taehyung standing at the door. You observed his cautious face in the doorway. His arms folded in the cold. You turn slowly and patter up to the doorway as your shoes nearly slip off at almost every step.  He moves back to let you in and shuts and locks the door after you. You stand there as you heat up your arms by rubbing them with your hands. Admiring the concentration on his face as he re does the complex locks.

"Is he going to be okay?" You ask airily. How was he meant to know.

His lip frowns slightly but his eyes brows gently raise.
"Don't know," He sighs. "Don't worry."

You look down at the ground momentarily before heading off upstairs.
"Yoona." You heat after you. You pause as your foot reaches the first step. You turn. "What?"
"Can we talk?" He scratches his head. That had become such a common phrase between you and Taehyung.
There had been so many moments where you had to talk.
You shrug but look anywhere but at him as you slowly walk back to him.

"Sorry." He slightly pouts unintentionally as he looks down  at you.
You don't say anything, just look st the floor. In your mind he didn't have anything to apologize for. Anger is normal and although his reaction was a bit harsh, it didn't feel over the top for what he was reacting too.
"Did you hear me?" He asks gently as he lifts your chin up to face him with his finger. You gasp very quietly as your eyes meet and his touch takes you by surprise. His thumb lightly strokes your chin as he looks down at your lips and then back up to your eyes.

"Yes." You whisper.
"I didn't mean to hurt you..." he closes his eyes for a second. "I would never hurt you on purpose you know that right?" A desperate tone in his voice as he tries to get his point across and reassure you.
"You didn't hurt me." You hold your head on your own and he takes his hand away hesitantly. You hide your hand behind your back slyly but he catches you and grabs your wrist quickly as he brings it close to inspect it. His eyes furrow in guilt as he looks at the purple and yellow bruises on your hand.
"Sorry..." He whispers.
"It's fine." You whisper back as your brow furrows too. His guilt and regretful face has put you in a soft mood.
"Do you want to - do something today?" You hesitantly ask. You want to make it up to him for being such a bitch and to make him feel less sorry about your little fall.

His face momentarily lights up but you suddenly notice it dim slightly and his happiness is replaced by a tinge of embarrassement.
"Sorry, I...can't." He looks up and at your eyes. His palm still holding your palm. Your eyes squint slightly in confusion as you step back a bit. Rejection was new to you.
"What? Why?" You frown as you look up at him.
"I-uhm, I have a date." 
I have a date
Have a date
A date
Date

The sentence repeats in your head a few times as you blink in anger and shock as your rejection. He monitors you closely. Almost afraid you'll do something stupid. You snatch your hand from him as you use it to rub your arm.
"Oh." You force a smile as you slowly walk backwards.
"Yoona," He starts quietly as he begins walking forward to follow you.
"Have fun." You smile again. Your gaze at the floor as you turn and start walking.
"Yoona?" He calls again from the bottom of the stairs as he gives up following you.
You ignore him as you quickly run up the stairs. Loosing both your slides as you do so.
You sprint to your bedroom and slam the door behind you. "Fuck you!" You shout into your sleeve as a hot tear slides down your cheek.
You kick the full laundry basket over and watch as designer clothes spill all over the floor. "Fuck off!" You growl at a Calvin Klein top as you trudge through the thick pile which entangles around your feet.
"Fuck you all! Fuck all of you!" You curse as with a swift swipe you knock all your makeup and perfumes off the mirrored cabinet. The satisfying crunch and crash as perfume falls to the floor.
A Mac artistry palette smashes as it hits the floor.
A thick punch to the mirror as you swing your knuckles for it. "AGH!" You gasp as your brow furrows and your hand burns desperately. You pull it back to you as you look at the damage. A thick shard of glass wedges into a knuckle. Blood oozing from each one.
"Fffff-UCK!" You gasp as your face scrunches in pain. You gently pull the shard from your hand and look at the mirror.

I'm the broken glass you see your scared, lost face. It's been like this for a while now. Your anger outburst had been exactly what you needed to see it clearly. You knew what you needed to do but didn't know if you could do it.

If I can't have you, no one can.