You Drive Me Crazy | PJM

Chapter 34 +

JIMIN POV

I had fought with her the next morning. She was getting too close to me. I don't like it.

Anyway I yelled at her and told her not to come to the annual meeting that evening and in all that frustration I forgot to bring the most important file.

I was freaking out. I didn't know what to do. If my father comes to know, I am dead. The company will be dead.

I called her up and asked her to bring it. But will she bring it? She must be having her fun time with Hoseok....

And even if she decides to bring it, how could she? Unless she can fly.

I thought I was doomed.

Until she stood there panting and breathing heavily, a file in her hand.

“Ah you got it? Thanks.”  I let out a breath of relief. Also, I smiled at her. Well, unintentionally, of course.

I only noticed it after she started smiling back too.

“I mean, what took you so long?” I quickly corrected myself.

Bur she still kept smiling.

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The meeting was a success and though I hate admitting it, she really calmed me down. She has that effect, I guess or maybe because it was nice seeing a common face among the crowd. A common but ugly face....

Well, I still hate her. I do. I will never like her. I will never accept her.

But now she's a bit more.....bearable.

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I was sitting on the bed scrolling through my phone as she walked into the room wearing nothing but my shirt on.

We had to stay in a motel because we couldn't continue our journey back to Seoul.

Her shirt was visible because it was white and a bit wet. I tried to look away multiple times but my eyes always ended up at the hem of my shirt on her body.

She then started covering up and I snorted and we got into a heated argument.

She slept on the ground. Of course, I knew it was wrong to make a woman sleep on the floor but I assure you that's no woman. She's not even a little bit of a woman.

I looked at her sleeping form. Her thighs were exposed. I gulped. I hope it doesn't go up any higher. I looked at her chest which her hands didn't cover anymore. I chuckled. ‘Isn't she 23? How come she hasn't developed yet?’

….

I suddenly woke up to her whimpers. I looked down at her. She was shivering. I turned to the other side to ignore her.

But her whimpers didn't die down.

“Are you dying?” I sat up irritated and switched the lights on.

I saw her curled up into a ball on the floor and realized that she might actually die.

“You okay?” I asked concerned.

When she didn't respond I placed my palm on her forehead. Her temperature was high.

Even though I didn't want to admit it, I knew it was my fault. She was drenched in rain, took a bath, didn't wipe herself dry and now was sleeping on the cold floor. All because of me.

I quickly lifted her up and brought her to the bed. There was not even a fireplace in this cheap room.

The comforter was thin and it wasn't enough to keep her warm. I searched in vain for anything to keep her warm. She was still shivering.

I hesitated for a moment and then got in the bed. I quickly hugged her close to my body. Her whimpers died down. My body's warmth seemed to give her some kind of comfort. Good.

….

Okay now I was regretting it. It was the worst decision of my life.

She was cuddling upto me. Her naked legs intertwining with mine. She had her head buried in my chest while her hands were tightly wrapped around my torso. It wasn't helping that everytime I tried to pull away she kept hugging me tighter.

Her warm breath was hitting my throat. I could feel the warmth of her body.

No!

I looked down to see her face. Wow. She's.….
…..
….
…
ugly.

I looked down and wished I didn't. God I know I made fun of her for her underdeveloped organs but I do not want to see them like this.

The shirt kept riding higher and higher…..until I put the comforter over it.

I feel disgusted. I can't feel these things towards her.

She was my half-sister…. My blood.

I am into a lot of kinky shit but if there's one thing I'm not, that's incest.

God No!

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