Different

18

After our cake party in the kitchen, everyone simultaneously made an excuse to be somewhere else and left me alone with Jimin. My heart starts to beat a little faster as I stare at my shoes to avoid his gaze. Slow, soft steps make their way towards me and strong fingers lift my chin. "Look at me, please" I hear him whisper softly. An intensity fills the space in here as I refuse to comply. Giving in to him, I sigh, his puppy eyes visible in the corner of my eyes. "What do you want?" I ask him.

A light flickers in his eyes as a wide smile spreads across his cute cheeks. "I want to spend time with you too!" He yells, grabbing me in which results in me almost falling over. "What makes you say that?" I ask, laughing. He scoffs and places a hand on his chest, faking a shocked expression. "You'd spend time with Taehyung but not with your very own personal boyfriend?" He asks. "Boyfriend? Who said we were dating?" I ask, and he starts laughing. "No one had to say it. We're dating until the bonding ceremony, which is just traditional. Sorry to say it, but it was a choice that's not just going to go away. Plus," He says, moving slightly closer. "I would have done anything to make you mine." He says, and I cough. "Okay, aherm. What was it you had planned then?" I say, trying desperately to change the subject, even though I was the person who brought it up. Well, technically he brought up the whole 'boyfriend' thing.

Even though this is all very sudden, I've known Jimin for what seems like forever. It just feels like a new, intimate, sexual relationship with my best friend. Yeah, not weird at all. "Well, we could train, or watch a movie, or just hang out." He says and slowly lowers his lips to my ears. "Or, maybe we could just get straight to the sex part." He whispers sensually, his tongue gently licking my earlobe. I launch away from him and place my hands up as cock blockers. "Um, lets do the training part." I say, and he chuckles mischievously. He grabs my hand and we start to head towards the training room. "Why training?" he asks. "Well, the faster I get in touch with my powers, the stronger I can become. Which will get me into the 'in' loop." I say. "The 'in' loop? What makes you think you'll get a membership that easily?" He says cockily, and I scoff. "Hmm, lets see. You don't know who I am, what I can do, or who I'll eventually side with. I'm pretty sure you and all of you're hoes with do whatever I want, you underestimate how much of a pain in the ass I'm willing to become to get what I want." I say, and his pace slows. I already know my way around this section and I don't bother to wait for him. "damn" I hear him whisper. I start to head into the training room but Jimin pulls me out and starts heading towards his room. "I don't want to fight today, I just want to talk about all of this." He says.

When we get there, he throws himself onto the bed, face down into the comforter. I do the same, but onto the couch to mimic him. "Oh shut up." He says, rolling onto his back. I laugh and prop my head up in my hands. "So, since we haven't ever worked on the fog. What is it you want to know?" I ask him. "Well, later on I'll want you to teach me how to do it. And we'll need to have some of it tested by Jin, he's our designated partial scientist. But, for now, I just want you to explain every detain about it to me. We might even get to the teaching me part today." He says, and I nod, pulling myself into a sitting position. "Well, whenever I want to 'release' it I guess, I have to basically anger myself. If I don't hate that person or push feelings of hate towards them, I can't harm them. I can force it to form into things. At the escape from NCT, I forced into a bubble that covered me and it seemed to harden into a solid form and turn clear. But it wasn't exactly a solid, it was still fluid. That's how it was when I made it touch people. It would move like a gas but would surround them like a liquid but yet act like a solid." I say, and he sits up as well. "Do you think it's possible to form it into objects." He asks, eyebrows quirking up in a curious manner. "That depends on your definition of object, be more specific." He places his hand on his face and it lights up with an idea.