Careful What You Wish For × pjm✔️

12

"This is it?" I asked. "This is my birthday outfit?"

"Mhm." Jimin nodded, proudly. "Your birthday is officially two days away yeobu!"

I glanced around the room. "Where's the rest of it!?" The outfit was skin tight & black. It came with these ridiculous bunny ears.

Jimin scoffed, "ahaha, very funny xiyeon. Try it on!"

I shrugged, "alright. What's the worse it can do?" I mumbled the last part.

"That's the type of attitude I like!" Jimin leaned over & pecked my cheek.

I flinched with a slight eye roll. I'll never get used to that.

I noticed the air began to get thick & awkward as I awaited Jimins depart.

"Some...privacy, please?" I cocked my eyebrow at him. Does he expect me to just strip in front of him?

"Oh! Of course." Jimin smirked at me before walking out the door, closing it behind him.

I just know he's peeking in through the keyhole.

I ignored my gut feeling & proceeded to change into the revealing outfit.

Once I was done, I stood in front of the mirror. "What the hell does he think I am?" I mumbled. "Some type of slutty playboy bunny?"

There is no way in hell I'd let him see me in this.

As if Jimin could read my thoughts, I felt cool air touching my bare legs, signaling that he'd opened the door.

I immediately covered myself. "Get out." I demanded, staring coldly at him.

Jimin looked me up & down with the most perverted smile I'd ever seen. "Move your arms...or I'll move them for you."

"W-What?" My voice shook. His sentence struck fear.

Jimin closed the door without taking his eyes off me. "I see you've made your decision." He took a step in my direction.

I felt a bit paralyzed, my arms still crossing over my chest. "Y-Yah, seriously, don't touch me." I began taking steps backwards. I knew the bed was close behind me. I knew eventually I'd have no where to run. I knew he was going to get me. Eventually.

Jimin continued his steps toward me, until he was right in front of me. Did he plan this all out? Was this what he wanted? For me to get in a vulnerable place?

I was paralyzed with fear. My legs wouldn't move on my command. They only shook in fear.

I knew Jimin was bad. I know he's a psychopath. But a rapist?

Jimin placed both of his hands on my shoulders, pushing my arms down and also forcing me to sit on the bed in the process.

I felt my face heat up as Jimin looked me up & down. I felt disgusting.

I burred my hands in my palms. I felt worthless. I never felt so humiliated. I should of never put this stupid outfit on.

Even with my eyes closed, the tears still welled up before escaping.

"Xiyeon, you look so sexy!" Jimin placed his hand on my thigh. "I almost forgot. I also got you this."

I could tell he set something on the bed next to me, but I ignored it.

"Xiyeon...? Is my baby trying to play peekaboo? Look at me, princess." Jimin lightly tapped my thigh.

I sniffled which turned into sob...and slowly into more sobs.