antidote || pjm

11

i stood on the roof with my hands resting against the railing, my long, caramel colored hair dancing behind me wildly as a result of the strong wind blowing my way.

i fell into a trance as i found myself imagining jimin pulling me into his arms and planting a soft kiss on my forehead, causing me to blush furiously. it was such a cute vision, i couldn't help but smile widely at the mere thought of jimin hugging me like that.

i was soon brought back to reality as i heard my name being called, i turned around expecting to be met with minsungs smug smirk and jet black, disheveled hair that always seemed to appear in my nightmares.

to my surprise my eyes landed on a blonde haired boy who was waving at me from afar, his small hands engulfed by the big sleeves of his oversized sweater.
he looked adorable, he resembled a small child who wore clothes that were too big for him.

my lips immediately curved into a smile.

''jihye, i've been looking for you. come with me.''

in that moment i felt my mind going blank as i took quite a few steps towards him. it's as if i had forgotten what minsung said, as if i suddenly stopped fearing him.

how careless of me.