Heart Throb// Jikook Playboy-ish

Harsh Reality

I tried to breathe but he pulled me closer. He pulled my hair. I groaned.
With new gained access he explored my mouth. Harshly biting my lip and roughly tongue kissing.

I pulled away gasping for air. He smirked.
My lips trembled.
"How was it?" He asked still in my face.
"I don't know." I closed my eyes trying to catch my breath.

He softly kissed my neck.
My breath hitched. He chuckled.
"I want you Jimin." He held onto me. I stared nervously into his eyes.

"But, I'll let you decide." He caressed my tomato red cheek. I was speechless. He laughed.
"Since you're still shaken up, let's eat." He grabbed my hand and we walked inside.

     I chewed on the delicious ramen as he watched me.
   "Is it good?" He asked. I smiled.
"It's okay." I gave him a thumbs up. He smirked.
  "You just don't wanna see me satisfied." He laughed.
   "Anyone I've ever cooked it for told me that it's the best ramen they've ever tasted." He began eating his.

 
    I looked away. I couldn't help thinking about all the people he's probably cooked this for, after he had slept with them. Although we didn't sleep together, I still felt strange. I felt his gaze on me.

  "What's the matter?" He asked.
"Nothing." I continued eating.
"You're pale." He leaned in closer. I quickly leaned away.

    I thought about everything that just happened. The way I let him kiss me even after he had kissed that girl earlier. I stood up and walked towards the sink. His arms quickly wrapped around my waist. I pulled away. Before I could grasp the situation,
he pinned me against the refrigerator with my hands above my head.

I watched the glass cup shatter against the floor.
"Look at me." His voice was soft. I peeked in his direction. He was pissed.
    "Look at me." He said again. I finally looked up at him. Our eyes locked onto one another's.

    I could see his frustration but he wasn't aggressive.
   "There's something you're not telling me." He said.
"I feel the same way." I said. He cocked an eyebrow.
"What do you wanna know?" He asked. I shook my head.

   "We're not together so why would any of this matter?" I blurted out. Dammit Jimin! I mentally scolded myself. His demeanor changed.

His eyes were no longer caring and sweet. He laughed but, I could hear the emptiness.
   "You're right." He let go of me. "I've completely wasted my time." He grabbed his phone and walked towards the door.

    "Come pick me up, same location." He talked on the phone as he opened and closed the door.
   I stood in my kitchen alone.

  2 full bowls of ramen sat on the table and glass on the floor. I was exhausted. I should've thought about his feelings but, I had a right to feel wrong about everything. Right?

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