Kpop Imagines [Temporary Closed]

13 Jimin (BTS)

(Bittersweet) Stained Love

My phone rang, waking me up from my sleep. I tiredly reached out for it, squinting my eyes at the bright light shining off the screen.

Park Jimin

I slightly grumbled, wondering what business he had at such a time.

"Hello?" I answered anyways.

"Hey... Babe.. Uhh-Can you...uuungghh.. pick me up?" He finally finished after what seemed like sudden nausea.

"Are you out in the bar again?" I asked, concluding that he's most likely drunk from too much alcohol.

"Mmm... Ha ha, ahh. Yea." He says with a giggle. "I just wanna take some fresh air." His words come out slurred and he goes off topic.

"Usual place right? I'll be right there. Just stay where you are." I told him slowly, making sure he understood in his state of mind.

"Okaay, mmmhhh. Your voice is nice, you know that?" 

"Alright, alright. Just stay put, I'll be there in a sec." I hanged up.

By now, my eyes have adjusted to the darkness of my room. I scrambled around, pulling on a pair of jeans and a large shirt Jimin left here the other day.

It's been a long while since we started dating, and by now I know that there must be a problem when he goes drinking until 3 a.m. in the morning. He'll always go out late at night. He said it relieved his stress or something. But most of the time, it's cause he's bothered by a problem he doesn't know how to solve.

I drove pass the street, nearly deserted with any cars in sight. 

After about another 10 minutes of driving, I stopped at the parking lot. I stepped out, pulling my hood over to block the wind from blowing. I easily spotted a familiar figure lying over the table just outside the bar.

Shesh, this guy.

My breathe came out as little clouds as I ran across the streets. It was a bit dark, but I can outline the shape of Jimin. He seems to be passed out with his head dropped onto his spread arms.

I abruptly stopped when I caught something- someone else, next to his sleeping body.

Just behind him was a shadow of someone I don't recognize. But for sure, it was a shadow from a women.

"Oh, it took you long enough to get here. You must be his girlfriend." She stood up, folding her arms to her chest, before looking back at me.

Her red dress hugged way to tightly around her slender body, defining every cure carved into her. The thick false eyelashes fluttered every time she closed her eyes, and I can see the many layers of makeup she applied. And her extremely high heels was intimidating, but slightly impulsive, almost taunting me to push her over.

But the fact that she was with Jimin overcame all my curiosity, instead it fueled up my anger.

"Yea, I came to pick him up." I restrained myself to bicker at her.

She let out a slight laughter, giving me the sense that she's already looking down on me. I can smell the reeking alcohol escaping from her mouth.

"He didn't tell you, did he?" She asked, bringing her finger tips to glide down her cheeks before reaching her dark red lips that are tucked into a smirk.

"W-what do you mean?" I felt myself getting weak by her words. I pulled Jimin up, swinging his arms around my shoulder to support his weight.

"Poor girl. I almost pity you. But of course, it's not really something to be surprised about." Her voice was filled with cockiness. "Your so called boyfriend has been cheating on you."