Let Me Love You (YOONMIN)

Chapter 29

JIMIN'S POV

As we arrived in my house. I parked my car inside the garage. We got off of the car and I suddenly felt some light punches in my chest. I furrowed my eyebrows. "You fucking psycho! WHAT IF WE GOT HIT BY A TRUCK.?!?! Huh?!?" He exclaimed and continued to give punches in my chest. It made me chuckle because I really don't feel any pain on his punches.

"Babe. Stop that." I said in a low voice which made him stop. He stared at me in the eyes. "Y-Yah! D-don't call me that, moron!"

I smirked as I ran a finger to his cheek. "You can't just give orders to your daddy like that, baby boy." He widened his eyes and gasped.

"PERVERT!!"

"Your one and only pervert, my love."

He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Let's just go inside and let me treat your wound." I smirked and held his hand as we got inside.

When we opened the door. We saw Jungkook on top of Taehyung. Wait why is Tae here? Ehh. Oh well.
BUT WHAT THE FUCK.

"What the fuck is going on here? Why are you on top of Taehyung, Jungkook?!" I asked shockingly.

"Ehh... uhm... auuh.. euh haha." Jungkook stuttered as Taehyung scratched the back of his head nervously.

"What are you waiting for?! GET OFF OF HIM! ARE YOU LITERALLY FUCKING IN FRONT OF MY EYES RIGHT NOW?!" I shouted. They quickly stood up and lowered their heads.

"Now tell me what's going on."

"Well Taehyung ate my cookies, hyung! MY FUCKING COOKIES! HOW COULD HE!!!!!" Jungkook shouted. "WELL IF YOU WEREN'T BEING GREEDY THEN I WOULDN'T HAVE ATE ALL THAT BOX OF COOKIES!!!" Taehyung shouted back.

I sighed deeply. "I will buy you one, Kookie. Okay? Now stop fighting. We have some things to do in my room." I said casually as they all gasped including Yoongi. I suddenly saw Namjoon and Jin's head peeking on the kitchen.

I heard Jin's loud voice. "YOU! DON'T FUCK MY BEST FRIEND!" He shouted.
"The fuck? No! I won't! Well.. maybe I will. But not this time! my hands hurt right now. I can't finger hi---"

"AAAHHH ARE WE LITERALLY HAVING THIS CONVERSATION RIGHT NOW!!" Yoongi shouted and covered his ears. "Unfortunately, yes." Jungkook answered as he covered his ears too.

"If that's the case. Yoongi go in his room and treat his wound. Imma make dinner for us. Don't fuck him, okay?"

"Yeah yeah. Whatever." But I wish I could but once again I cant.

We went upstairs and entered my room. "The first aid kit is up there." I pointed the top of the cabinet with my index finger.

He looked at it and sighed. I sat on my bed and waited him to get the first aid kit. After five minutes of waiting.... I furrowed my eyebrows when I noticed Yoongi tiptoeing to reach the first aid kit. I almost laughed at the scene.

I stood up chuckling. When he heard my chuckle he turned around and pouted. "What are you laughing at?"
He glared at me.

"You can't even reach that? Hahahaha." I said as he turned around to tiptoe again. He tried to get it but he really can't

I sighed and put my left hand on his waist. I used my right hand to grab the first aid kit on top of the cabinet.
I chuckled again.

He turned around huffing while crossing his arms. "I hate being small."

"But it makes you cute,  little butterfly." I said as he blushed at my words.
"Oh f-fuck off J-Jimin. Sit on the bed and let me treat your wound." He said.

I chuckled again as I sat on my bed. While he was treating my wounds on my knuckles. I just stared at the angel in front of me. When will you love me, Yoongi? When will you accept my love for you? Why do you hate me so much?

"Y-Yah! Why are you staring at me like that!"

I pulled his wrist to make him bend down. I caressed his cheeks and spoke. "Something hurts, Yoongi." I said.

"What? Is it your knuckles? Let me tre---" he stopped when he heard me sigh.

I brought his hand and placed it to my chest. "This part hurts, Yoongi. My heart."

He looked at me with guilty eyes but shook his head after. "Stop talking nonsense, Jimin-ah."

"I'm not! Why can't you just let me love you?!"

"Love?! Are you really sure about that word, Jimin? You're the school's fuckboy! The school's playboy! You never fall for anyone!" He shouted with tears brimming in his eyes

"Fuck that Yoongi! Fuck my image! I really love You Yoongi!" I held his waist and i was about to kiss him but he slapped me.

"I fucking hate you!" He shouted and left, slamming the door close.

Tears rolled down my cheeks. That's why I don't wanna fall in love, because I know...that at the end of the day. I always knew that my heart will always break.

Even if you are the most famous boy in the world. If you love someone but they doesn't love you. We have no choice but to accept the fact that you're not enough.

Fuck.my.life