Exotic Dancer [MYGxPJM]

24.

Jimin

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I can still feel the rage in my finger tips. The way the belt took his air, the way his life flashed before his eyes. He must've realized I was the one in charge of his life in that moment. He must've realized the whore Park Jimin was the one to murder him. But I was stopped. And I would, as myself, say that I am happy Yoongi stopped me. I am not. Neither am I myself, and so I fucking hate that he stopped me. I hate that I was not able to snap his neck. I wish I could feel the warmth of his breath again. I wish I could see the fear in his eyes and laugh at it. That's right. I won. I felt so powerful, so out of reach. Junseo wasn't with his hands around my own throat in that moment, and it felt like such a rush. As soon as I feel the seat of Yoongi's car under me, I rush my head to the left to grab Yoongi's head and kiss him. I can not NOT kiss him. I consider him to be my partner in crime. I do not know if he considers me the same, since he pushes me back and has an angry look on his face. I want to crawl away in embarrassment, but feel rather offended. "You scared me out there." He doesn't look at me. He just watches the rain fall onto his window. "I really thought you were going to kill him." "I was." The anger kicks the words out of my mouth.

But it is not lie. I was about to kill him. I wanted to kill him. "He can report you, you know. You can end up in-" "Jesus Yoongi! Do you even understand what he did to me?!" I want to kiss him again, but my anger is bigger than that urge. "I do understand. You know-" "He's the problem!" "Junseo is the problem!" Yoongi shuts me up and takes the urge of kissing him away from me. "You are just not ready to accept that yet." The car starts and he drives away, leaving Jaejin waiting unconscious until his friends decide to go back. My clothes itch against my body, the wet feeling keeping me cold. Together with Yoongi's words. Junseo is the problem. I wish I could stop myself from going to the restaurant with him. I wish I could stop myself from liking where we're going. The words had hit me in the guts yet I sit here, wanting to hold his hand and tell him he's right. "Do you know Dundles?" Dundles. I'd say the restaurant is too expensive for boys like us to go there. "I do." I wait for him to tell me that that is exactly where we aren't going, but I think otherwise once the restaurant is right in front of our faces. "You want to eat at Dundles?" "Why not?" "Have you seen how I look?" I, myself, look down at the bleeding wounds on my hands. "They wouldn't dare not to let me in, trust me."

I step out of the car and try to stay as close to Yoongi as I can, afraid that people might recognize me. The man at the door seems nice, his eyes bright and his smile wide. I decide to keep quiet and just smile back at him. "If that isn't Mr. Min Yoongi!" The words make my body relax. He's known here. I wonder where he gets the money from. "Hi Jun. It's been a while." His eyes wander off to me, and his smile only gets brighter. "Oh! Sorry! Who may I welcome with you?" I can see he's not a very close friend of Yoongi's. Not to mention he looks like he could destroy both of us in one hit. "Jimin, sir." I quickly say when I notice he surely does not recognize me. "Welcome, Jimin! Who am I not to let my good friend and his.. friend.. in?" A sense of confusion hits me. Something seems off. How does he know yoongi? "I'm sure there's still some space left. We're quite busy these last few days." "I'd imagine." "Do you want to get a spot in the front or.. are you here for.. a business meeting?" "We just want to eat something." Yoongi seems off, too. "Alright, sit over there, I'll be quick!" I feel forced to sit down as fast as I can, not wanting to show off my wet, reeking clothes.

"Sorry for Jun. He always gets excited when he sees me." "Is he a friend of yours?" "Uh.." Hesitation roams in his eyes and I wish I wasn't so sharp for these things. "I'd rather much call him a colleague." "Oh the piano lessons? I wouldn't see him doing that! Although, now that I think about it I-" "Not the piano lessons. It's.. complicated?" He's bad at lying. "Alright, bad boy. Don't tell me." I grin it off, the words he said to me disappearing into the back of my mind. Junseo is the problem. He grins too, making me want to kiss him again. My feelings go from up, down to the left and the right. It confuses me. I guess that's what it's like when you fall in love with someone who isn't bad for you. Although, Junseo did the same to me. Once. stop it Jimin. STOP. "You look a little pale, babe. What's up?" I should feel flattered when he calls me babe. I feel empty. "Funny, Yoongi." I chuckle, watching him eye me up and down before giving me a quick wink. "So how come Min Yoongi is able to afford this?" "I have so many ways, Park Jimin." It feels good to be teasing each other. It makes me forget I almost killed someone.