Feel // Park Jimin bts

Chapter 8

"Strip for me"

My widen my eyes at her demand.

Did little miss goody two shoes just told me to strip for her?

"No", I may be horny most of the time but I'm not an animal, plus she would kill me in the morning.

"Yes" she says lazily getting up from the couch to the one where I was sitting at.

Before I could react, she had her hands under my shit lifting it up.

Her touch made my skin shiver.

Fuck jimin, concentrate, with your brain not your dick

I push her off but somehow she manages to push harder back and falls on top of me.

She starts leaning in with her eyes closing.

Oh how I wish I could enjoy this moment for a little while

I immediately held her face in place with both of my hands cupping her cheeks. I was holding it a little hard so she had a little fishy face with her lips squished and cheeks full.

I chuckled at my view, "May, you may want this now because you're drunk but trust me, you will regret it when you wake up in the morning" as I stare into her eyes, she's looking back at me taking everything I said in. Suddenly her face gets super serious and she stops forming herself onto me.

I guess that worked.

I loosen my grip and she stays in the same position, both hands on the floor on each side of my hips, and her legs between mine.

This time she frowns.

"Why do you hate me so much Jimin what did I do to you?"

I scrunch my eyebrows confused, "why do you think I hate you?"

Just cause I turned her down? For her own good on top of it

This girl might be more sensitive than I thought

She puts on a thinking hard face while looking at the ceiling with her right hand on her chin.

"Hmmm, well idk, you just act like an asshole with no brains around me" she says bluntly

Well, shit she also has no filter

I look at her and think for a moment.

"I don't hate you, so whatever made you think that, ignore it"

She finally sits back in front of me crossing her legs Indian style, "Well I have another question then"

I follow her actions and cross my legs as well, she stares at me with curiosity.

I feel like I'm getting interviewed right now

"Why do you sleep with women you don't love? I mean I may not know you personally, but I do observe" she says pointing at me, "I can tell you feel no ways towards those women, especially that Barbie skunk" she says her name with a look of disgust.

Well I'm with her on that.

Truthfully she's right, I don't love Kayla or any women that spent less than 30 min in my bedroom.

But why do I do it?

For fun of course.

Plus I don't have someone to show my commitment to so why hold back?

In my part, I don't believe in tying somebody down. No matter how many couples I see, even my friends who talk about their partner and how amazing their relationship is, I just don't feel it. I don't see the point of it, you can't entirely love someone that much to really think about giving up your freedom for them, nobody can really guard your heart and make it feel like the safest thing in the world.