MY INNOCENCE 🌸 || p.jm ✔︎

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I stormed over there to where they were sitting, anger burning through me from the inside out. She was sitting at the edge so without thinking I pulled her up by her arm.

"AHH!! JIMIN WHAT THE HELL!" She yelled.

"Let's go now!" I said in a stern voice. She tried to pull away and I yanked her towards me.

"No! I don't want to!"

"I DON'T CARE!"

"She said she doesn't want to go." Shownu stood up, I guess trying to challenge me.

"You need to mind your fucking business, this has nothing to do with you." I walked up to him.

"Yeah, well your putting your hands on my best friend so it is my business." He pushed me and I retaliated by punching him in the nose. I picked him up by his throat and slammed him into the wall while aiming my gun at his throat.

"Jimin stop!" She shouted.

"SHUT UP!" All I seen was red and a target in front of me as he held his hands up. She stood in between us while grabbing my face. I moved it out of her hands but she grabbed it again.

"Jimin look at me!" She demanded. I finally did, looking into her soft brown eyes. "Stop." She spoke softly while lowering my hand. I took a deep, hard breathe, trying to calm down. She held my arm.

"Let's go." I could tell how stern she tried to sound, but really it came out more anxious and timid. I grabbed her hand tightly as we left the club. I went to the car out back and we left. The ride was very silent and the tension was thick.

For the time my mouth was close because no matter how much I tried to deny it I was jealous as hell. Jealous at the fact that someone else seen what belongs to me, touched her how I want to touch her.

I've been with other women but no one has the effect on me like this one sitting beside me right now. So I remain quiet so I won't say anything I'll regret.

Angel

I saw a side of Jimin that I hate, a side completely different from the night he sang to me. I was scared for Shownu's life, his temper is ridiculous. Maybe I did go to far tonight, but he has no right to be pissed with the sluts that are still hanging around him. When the car finally came to a stop, in front of the mansion, I glared at him before getting out.

"Angel—

"Don't talk to me!" I spat before going inside and walking up the stairs, not even speaking to Georgia like I normally would. I threw my purse on the bed and ran my fingers through my hair.

"I was talking to you!" He grabbed my arm and I pushed him off.

"Fuck off!" I yelled.

"What did you expect!? He should have minded his business and kept his hands to himself!"

"He only did that after you yanked me up like a crazy person—

"So you're taking up for him!?" He spat.

"Are you hearing yourself right now? He was defending me like best friends do—

"Best friends who had sex with each other huh?"

"You wouldn't have known that if you didn't send Jungkook to spy on me anyways. We never had sex but I knew the second Yoongi seen me with Shownu he was going to run back to you like a little lap dog and you were going to send someone out to be your eyes and ears!" He bitterly chuckled.

"How do I know you're not lying." He was walking up to me. "This little innocent act could all be just as it is, an act. No telling how many guys have fuc— I slapped him across his face, not giving him a chance to finish his sentence.