One Night | BTS FF

Chapter 32

~Jimin's POV~

I woke up in the late afternoon. I groaned as I pushed myself out of bed. My sore muscles felt a bit better, but my ass still hurt quite a bit. I ignored the pain as I limped to the bathroom and started the water. I stripped off my clothes and stared at myself in the mirror, frowning at the indention still on my neck and wrists from last night.  I gingerly brushed my fingers over them, before I sighed and stepped into the water. I eased myself down into it and let my mind wander. Though everything that came to mind just made me more mad at Yoongi until I groaned out in annoyance.

I finished up my shower quickly and grabbed my phone, sitting down naked on the bed before turning it on. I immediately texted Yoongi before I turned my phone off again.

Jimin: We're through.

~Yoongi's POV~

I frowned down at my broken phone screen, glaring at the message Jimin had sent me. Before I even knew what I was doing, I called someone. A professional tracker. I gave them all the information on Jimin that I had and told them to find him before ten. The person seemed pissed at my bossy attitude until I announced the amount I would pay.

They promised to have it done.

I waited, tapping my fingers and throwing glares at the slow moving clock hands as I waited for their call back. About thirty minutes later, I received the call. I immediately picked up.

"Hello? Sir, I found him. He's in a hotel across town. I can't pinpoint which room, but I'm sure you'd be able to find that out if you asked. If you're family, anyway. Now, about that payment..."

"I'll have it transferred to your account. What's the address?"

~Jimin's POV~

After I had gotten dressed, I laid down on the bed. I couldn't really do much of anything except watch the tv the hotel offered, considering I couldn't turn on my phone or Yoongi would find me. I sighed and ordered the room service they had, groaning at the toll it took on my wallet but not wanting to go out to eat. About twenty minutes later I heard a knock on the door. Assuming it was room service, I got up and opened the door. I tried to slam it closed immediately whenever I saw it wasn't room service, but a foot was jammed in the doorway and the door was shoved open. In stomping came Yoongi, who immediately grabbed me roughly and shoved me up against the wall.

"What the fuck makes you think I'll let you break up with me?" He growled, and I whimpered at both the pain in my body from him moving me so roughly and his loud voice.

"Y-You said you wouldn't hurt me again!" I mumbled out in a shaky voice. "P-Please let me go..."

He was about to snap at me, but before he could there was another knock on the door. He whipped his head to the side and glared daggers at the door. "Who the fuck is that?" He growled quietly. "Are you cheating on me already?"

"What? No! I called room service!" I mumbled, and he frowned. He let me go and I gulped, and opened the door. They wheeled in a little cart and whenever I tried to pay, Yoongi suddenly pulled out some money and paid before I could.

"Keep the change." He mumbled and the employee bowed before they left.

I frowned at Yoongi. "I can pay for my own food."

"I'm aware. But that doesn't mean I can't treat my boyfriend."

"I'm not your boyfriend."

He ignored me and sat down on the hotel bed. He watched me expectantly, but I stayed put.

"Why are you here? I'm pretty sure 'we're through' is a pretty clear on it's meaning. I don't want to be with you."

"And I don't want to be without you." He said simply, and stood up. He walked over to me and put his hands on my hips. He tried to lean down and kiss me, but I avoided his lips.