Behind their masks

WHY ARE YOU NAKED?!

Of course I used this picture, I had to. Anyway, onwards with the story....

Aerin's point of view:

I stared up blankly at the ceiling. It wasn't that I was tired, but more that I didn't know how to face Jimin after what happened yesterday. It was all just moment after moment. With him kissing me, to him suddenly breaking down, I had no clue what was going on anymore.

I sighed loudly, all of this bugged me. I couldn't wrap my head around it at all. He's kissed me before. But this was different. You could see it on his face. The look in his eyes when he stared back at me, made my freeze up altogether. It was weird, in a way it was intimidating. He looked so tense and focused and yet his face was soft.

With the same scene constantly replaying in my mind I was in a constant state of freaking out. No matter how hard I tried it kept playing over and over again. The way he carefully held my face and the way his lips felt on mine. These were things I didn't pay much attention to but now it's all I could think about.

And to make things more difficult than they already are, I had no clue why he broke down either. He says it's because of the kiss, but it's definitely a lot more than that. Something's bugging him and and it irritated me, knowing that I had no clue he felt like this.

Seeing him so vulnerable was a whole new experience. I've never seen him so down since I've met him. He was so upset yet angry at himself, it was really upsetting to see. And it happened so quickly, like it was building up inside him for all this time. He kept apologising and I didn't know why.

I have a lot of questions for him. Mainly a lot of 'why' questions but I should give him space for now. I'm sure he's just as confused as me. He sure looked it. I dragged myself up and went to get ready for work. Maybe if I get our normal routine going I can get rid off any awkwardness.

I got out the shower and quickly put my work clothes on. I was already an hour late, and I heard no noise downstairs. Not even him quietly moving about by himself. Maybe he left before me. I walked out my room and knocked lightly on Jimin's door.

I opened it up and peeked my head through, watching him sound asleep, comfortably curled up in his bed. I smiled lightly, he looked so peaceful for once. He was probably tired from whatever happened yesterday, work and everything else. It would be best if I just let him rest for today, or if I woke him up he would insist on going to work even if he feels like shit.

I closed the door slowly, making quietly clicking it shut. I went downstairs to the kitchen, and poured myself a bowl of milk. I grabbed the corn flakes and shook the box, watching them fall into the bowl.

"Oh, you're still here?" Jimin mumbled, rubbing his eyes as he dragged his feet towards me.

"Yeah," I popped. "You feeling okay?" I

He nodded quietly, grabbing a bowl and spoon for himself. I watched him, lazily pour the cereal into his bowl, his eyes gently fluttering as he forced himself awake.

I tapped his arm, making him jump up before sinking back down again. "You don't look okay." I said lightly.

"I'm fine, really." He hummed, staring blankly at his bowl that was overflowing with cereal.

I leant forward and pressed the back of my hand against his cheeks and forehead. "You're heating up." I popped.

"It's just a little temperature." He shrugged, feeling his cheeks and nodding his head. "I'll be fine, once I have a shower and get ready for work." He hummed, grabbing a banana from the fruit basket.