SEXTING • parkjimin ✔︎

dieciocho

LAUV X LANY

MEAN IT

special chapter.
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"Y/n, please come up out of the bathroom." A soft knock on the door had made me look up temporarily.

I was sitting on the toilet, my makeup slightly ruined and my cheeks still burning with embarrassment. I was cold and tired and hungry as usual but hearing his voice just made me sick and nervous too.

It was quiet behind the door, only Jimin's soft shuffling and light panting being heard. He knocked again, this time more persistent than the first eight times.

"Listen Y/n, you should feel embarrassed.....sometimes we all happen to choke on meat," he kissed his teeth, "and fall sometimes as well."

I didn't say anything. The heat from my cheeks began to fade slowly but I still couldn't utter any words. The bathroom was my wall right now, my protection against everything out there, especially him.

"See, I've fallen tons of times, I've probably had more embarrassing moments of falling than you."

I got up from the toilet and pressed my ear against the door. I had a feeling he was doing the same.

"I've fallen during dance practice, during dance auditions, that's how I became a professional teacher, how I taught kids to dance, even adults...how I tried idols to become who they are by fucking up constantly."

The doorknob jiggled a little and I chuckled a little at his annoyance for my resistance.

"Tell me more, Jimin." I said.

He chuckled before sliding his back down the door. I felt the thump when his bottom his the wood as he began again.

"I fell off my bike. I fell when I injured my back. I fell when my brothers (bangtan) and I made a ton of money and bought the mansion. I fell when I found out Namjoon was opening an Entrepreneurial school and when Jungkook and Yoongi opened a music school."

"Keep going."

He laughed, "I fell when I went roller skating with Jin."

I laughed softly, pressing my forehead against the door. Jimin got quiet for awhile, his head hitting the door hardly. The mood died as if something in him was hindering his happiness.

He breathed heavily.

"I fell for Lu's tricks and her obsession to be more than just friends."

"Jimin..."

"I fell for you...why did I fall for you."

"Jimin, I—"

"And why do I still love you."

I was pretty sure he got up because there was shuffling and then the sound of footsteps disappearing from the direction of the bathroom. I opened quickly, the rushing air making me shiver slightly.

I walked through the long hallway of the penthouse before making my way to the dining room. Everything was cleaned up, the tables and chairs cleared. The floors were scrubbed like my "mess" didn't even happen.

I checked the living and Jimin still wasn't there. My heart started to pound at the thought of him leaving. A sticky note caught my eye as I snatched it of the tv.

Left you guys to talk. See you later.

-your fam

"Jimin?" I called out loudly. There was no response but a noise coming from the guest bedroom. I walked towards the door and hesitantly opened it.

The balcony doors were wide open when I came in, the wind filling the room. Lights from the city illuminated the sky as Jimin sat on the stool facing those lights, his head in his legs. His suit jacket was off, tossed onto the ground beside him, his hair disheveled.

I sat beside him, his body responding by moving away from me. It hurt but I didn't say anything, we were like this because of me.

"I don't want you to know I'm sorry...I need you know I'm sorry, I should've believed you, I should've trusted you and I didn't and there is no one to blame but myself."

"You deserve so much better, better than me. The world should adore you."

"I was happy with you." He mumbled, his head pressed against his arms.

"I was happy with you, I am always happy with you Jimin."

"I don't want you to break me again...because you do, I'll never be the same." His voice cracking.

I brought him to me instantly, his head laying on my chest. He circled his arms around my waist, holding me tightly as if I was going to disappear.

"I could I fall in love with you in just months?" He asked me and I hummed, just peppering soft his kisses on his face. He pulled back, his forehead lightly pressing onto mine.

"If we are gonna restart, I wanna take things slow," this breath mingled with mine as his fingers gripped my waist, "I don't wanna ruin anything between us."

I hummed in approval, my hands running through his soft hair.

"You wanna go swimming?" I asked.

"Swimming?" He pulled back, looking at me curiously.

"You know, the thing that includes water and people?"

He smiled, taking my hands in his his.

"Let's go swimming Y/n."

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End of chap.