My heartbeat could be felt through my feet once we finally made our way to the hotel. I winced at the pain, immediately being greeted by Jimin. I smiled, too tired to even think of what Jhope could be thinking at this point. Like I said, it shouldn't matter anyways. And if it did, he wasn't doing anything about it anyways, maybe he just liked to stare...or glare is more like it. Namjoon came back to us holding room keys, handing everyone one. Jimin smiled as he put our keys together showing we were neighbors and I smiled back at him.
"Let me walk you to your room," He said gently to me, earning an eye roll from Hoseok as he walked past us to the elevator, carrying his bags. I watched him.
"What's with him?" I asked Jimin as the elevator doors closed.
He shrugged, "I don't know he's been like that all day. He probably just needs some sleep." He rested his hand on my lower back pressing gently with his palm to move us forward. At this point I wasn't even shocked by Jimin. He's a natural flirt. I kept telling myself. Everyone else made their way off to their rooms as Jimin and I stand in silence in the elevator being the only ones with rooms at the very top. His hand rested on the small of my back gently but it felt so heavy. I closed my eyes trying to drown out my thoughts and lean my head back against the wall. Suddenly I felt a warmth in front of me and I opened my eyes to Jimin only a few inches away from me. I opened my mouth to say something but couldn't, as if my voice was trapped. He was so intensely staring at me. His eyes set on mine until they roamed down my face his tongue shaking out to lick his bottom lip. I watched him unable to move, completely paralyzed. His eyes met back to mine as the door dinged and slid open. He slid away leaving a cold space in front of you as he exited the elevator. I grabbed my stuff and walked after him slowly. My heart was racing 100 miles an hour walking down the narrow hallway. He stopped in front of a white door and handed me the key card with a grin. I take it and swipe it and open the door. I turned to say goodnight but he had his hands looked through my camera bag behind me waiting for me to enter. I walked inside in awe of the gorgeous room. I set my purse down on the bed and walk to the window to see the beautiful view of nighttime New Orleans and smile. He hands wrap around my waist and I breathe in.
"Jimin," I whispered.
He hums against my neck and I closed my eyes swallowing slowly.
"I don't know what you're trying to do but we can't do this." I said opening my eyes and gently pulling his hands away from my waist. He frowned and you saw it in the reflection of the window. I closed the curtains and turned walking to the bed. I sat and looked at him.
"Look, I like you," I started, "but this isn't real. This won't last. You're an idol and I'm just a small town freelance photographer that is just lucky to meet you." I said. He nodded knowing full well that we would probably never see each other again. He groans and plops on the end of the bed. He ran his hand through his hair. A breath taking view i can't lie. He sighed and looked at me. He bit he bottom lip before speaking.
"I know," he paused looking at me and then down to the ground, "and I can't just have you and never be able to have you again."
This statement pulled me back. I blush and can feel the heat in my body. I stood up and turned the AC on immediately.
"I think I should get to bed...so should you." I said quietly and I grabbed his hat and phone off the counter and handing it to him. He took them and nodded standing up and pulling me into a hug. He walked to the door with one side smile as he closed the door.
I dropped down on the bed and sighed, the tension finally leaving the room. I heard his door close next door and breathed in deeply. I grabbed my phone seeing texts from my friends letting me know they made it to their rooms. I texted them that i did as well and that I wasn't setting an alarm that sleep is well needed. I plug my phone in and look around and realize I have no pajamas and groan. Luckily I had my plaid shirt so I undressed down to just underwear and bralette buttoning up my red and black paid oversize shirt. I finally lay down and close my eyes seeing Jimin just as I do and I gasped opening my eyes. I frowned rubbing my eyes and just agreeing with yourself to just sleep through it. Minutes later I'm passed out on the white fluffy hotel bed.
