Arrogant asshole

●●Forty three●●

Your pov

You've decided.... even though Jimin is back now it doesn't mean he loves you, or that you love him. You can't let yourself be hurt again, you won't let that happen.

Taking a deep breath in you rose from your bead. Your sleepless night making your eyes burn from lack of sleep...

Whenever you feel yourself falling for him up, remember how he hurt you. Like remember that time when he...called you a slut, or insulted your hair...

Nothing has changed.

Tying your hair up into a ponytail you got up and got changed into a cute skirt that hugged your butt and a white blouse that showed a little cleavage...just a little.

You wouldn't want to be regarded as a slut again.

You then headed out of the house and got into your car, you were getting increasingly more tense as you got closer to the gang house.

When you arrived, you were greeted with Hannah storming out the house. Lipstick smudged, mascara running. She purposely bashed into your shoulder as she walked out.

Normally, you would ask is she was okay but circumstances have changed recently.

"What was that about?" You asked Jungkook as he leaned against the door frame. He was watching Hannah as she left, walking down the street.

"Yeah I'm just done with her....she was saying some pretty nasty things about you" Jungkook mumbled as he rubbed his neck.

"Thanks Jungkook" you smiled gratefully and touched his shoulder.

"Gonna miss that ass though" He sighed and wet his lips.

"Okay goodbye" you laughed and cut him off, you've learned just to cut him off when he starts talking like this because he doesn't stop and he goes into detail, heavy detail.

"TAEHYUNG!" Yoongi growled and lunged for your defenseless brother, who was caught off guard from the attack. He had tackled him to the ground and wrestled him then hit his face with a pillow multiple times.

"Suga bear it's fine he was just joking" Hobi said softly, quicky trying to pry the pillow away from his death grip.

You didn't even want to know....

Walking past that mess, you walked into the kitchen and Namjoon was there between a random girls legs. Sucking on her neck like it was giving him life...

Ew gross, fuck that.

Darting out the kitchen you walked upstairs and into Jin's room. He was laying on his bed fast asleep. Smiling to yourself you stroked his hair out his face...It was peaceful away from all the chaotic noises downstairs.

"Hey can I talk to you?" You felt a hand on your shoulder and you jumped out of your skin. Head whipping around and meeting eyes with Jimin, who was looking at you with a strong emotion behind his eyes.

You didn't want to see him.

It made your heart ache and your stomach churn so much you felt there was a whirlpool going on in there, let's not even mention the majour pain in your head. All this because of seeing him...

"What happened to your lip?" You asked standing up and touching his cut lip with your thumb. How does he keep getting hurt? I mean really, you moved his head gently seeing purple bruises all over his cheeks. You tried to cage your reaction because you were really worried about him.

"Common sense" he replied chuckling and looking over at Jin soundly sleeping.

"Right" you mumbled, slightly annoyed at his vagueness. You have to get irritated with everything he does in order to get over him...You shouldn't care for him at all.

Hating him is much easier than loving him.

You followed Jimin out of the room and into his, your heart was pounding, he was holding your hand softly and was leading you.

This is so painful.

Retracting your hand, Jimin turned round and gave you a sad look, but trying to hold it in, however he was failing at hiding it. It was making it so hard to be mad at him.

Slut, slut, slut.

That's what he called you. Remember what he called you.

"I need to tell you something" he mumbled nervously stepping closer to you.

You took a step back and put your hand onto his chest, keeping him back further away, you can't be close to him.

"Go on then, say what you have to say" you replied coldly.

"I'm sorry about leaving, I just- it was really dumb and I only did it because I thought you were better off without me and-"

"You're right" You started and cut him off " I am better off without you" you were staring daggers into his eyes.

"Let me finish please" He pleaded and held onto your hands. You shrunk away from him and growled " can you talk without touching me!?" You can't think properly when he touches you.

"What's your problem?" He asked with a mixture of shock and hurt on his expression.

Slut, slut, slut.

Don't fall for his expression, remember what he said to you.

"Look, Jimin I don't wanna talk to you" You huffed and turned around. Before you knew it Jimin smashed you against his door, trapping your body with his.

"I'm not good with words" he whispered and wet his lips, coating his plump lips with a shine. Making them pop even more.

Stop staring.

"Jimin" you protested quietly before he softly met his lips with yours. It was amazing, the feeling of his lips on yours, it was almost like....

Home.

You had to stop this before you forget what he's done. He then cupped your face and you lost it.... Everything he's done melted away in a second.

You missed him, you wanted to go home. Craning your neck up you kissed him deeper and he pulled you closer, one hand gripping onto your hip and your hand snaking around his neck.

Fuck.

He pulled away and breathed out, a little wow escaping him.

"Y/N I'm so freaking in love with you"

"Dumbass...." You replied and pushed him away. He looked confused. You smiled at his eyes blinking and his head cocking to the side.

"I'll see you later Jimin" you giggled and left the room.

Hating him is so much harder when your falling deeper in love. Dammit Park Jimin! Why do you have to do this to me? Guess you have no choice left, no more options and no more places left to hide your feelings.

You really do love him.

Jimin is so annoying.

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