What Love? // p.jm ✔️

// Final Chapter \\

// Unedited \\

I expected and prepared for the absolute worst to come out of letting Jimin slither his way into my life once more.

Though, what I hadn't expected was to be holding his hand, smack in the middle of street, as he walked me home.

// Flashback \\

Jimin pulled me closer into a discreet embrace, my cheeks practically fuming.

I had no words, no response. I couldn't believe it. I remained stiff, unmoving.

"Say something, at least," his lips brushed against my ear. Oh, how I wish I could.

I held my breath, waiting for the moment I could just make a break for the exit.

Once YG finally dismissed us for the night, I was the first one out of the door, ignoring everyone, breaking free of Jimin's iron grip.

All I wanted was for this to be a dream. Just a dream. I paced toward the direction of my apartment, not looking back.

Jimin has Nayeon now. He's still under her watchful eye. He's under her spell, and I know damn well it's hopeless for him to escape. If I'm within a foot of Jimin, I'll end up dead before I know it.

I've got two choices - resign out of YG, or sneak around with Jimin to complete this assignment.

Definitely going with the first choice.

"Halfway there..." I mumbled to myself.

Just as I was about to turn a corner, a pair of hands wrapped themselves around my waist and yanked me into a dark, empty alleyway. Before I could attempt to scream, a hand slapped onto my mouth.

"It's only me, Ara, shh..." Jimin cooed. I could barely make out his appearance; it was that dark.

// End of Flashback \\

I calmed down. His hand slowly retreated from my mouth, all the way up to cup my cheek.

I didn't flail, nor did I resist. I melted into his touch, just as a baby to it's mother would.

Tears began to stream down my face. Long awaited sniffles and sobs escaped from me. I buried my head into his chest, gripping and clinging onto as if my life depended on it. Of course, Jimin rubbed my back, attempting to soothe me once more.

Finding the courage to gaze up at him, I did just that, taking his appearance into account.

"If I'm not mistaken... Did you dye your hair? I can kind of see the hue." I abruptly asked, breaking the deafening silence.

"Sunset orange," He replied.

My eyesight finally adjusted to the night; I resisted the urge to run a hand through Jimin's hair.

For the longest time, we only stared at each other, waiting for one or the other to make a move.

Out of nowhere, I felt a pair of lips latch onto mine, hungrily making themselves at home with mine. I gladly kissed Jimin back, which turned unto a makeout session extremely quickly.

Until, shots rang out. Bang! Bang! Bang!

Jimin stiffended up as he pulled away, in shock; so did I.

He collapsed onto the floor.

I felt my hands covered in a thick substance - blood. Crimson red blood. Jimin lay on the floor, right before my eyes, bleeding out rapidly.

I rushed down to his side instantly, unable to register what the fuck is happening. I didn't panic, only attemped to look for where the source of bleeding could be. Looming over Jimin's stomach, more blood plastered onto my hand.

A vital area to get shot. Then, I began to panic internally. Taking off my sweater, I pressed it down over the wound.

I can't cry, I can't cry, I can't cry...

"A-Ara..." Jimin sputtered, his eyes glazed over. I couldnt even look him in the eye.

"Not like this, please, not like this..."

"Ara, I-I'm fine, I deserve this, r-right? I'm the one who left you in the first place."

"This isn't fine, this will never be fine. I at least had some kind of peace of mind that you were somewhere safe, but I never imagined," I paused, beginning to sniffle up once again. "I never imagined I'd ever see you again at all, and now? Now what? You can't leave me like this!" I screamed.

"I love you, Ara. I always have, and I always will." Jimin formed a clear sentence, before it went completely silent.

I checked his pulse.

He's gone. He's fucking gone.

Then, it came back to me.

Nayeon.

Im Nayeon, you fucking piece of shit.

"If I can't have him, then why should you, bitch?" I heard Nayeon scream from above me.

(A/N; Thank you guys so much for your support on this book, it means the world to me that you've stuck it out this far with me. Not sure what kind of story I'll be writing next, but I do have some kind of idea about it, so stay tuned! Love y'all so much 💞💞💞)