"Y-yoongi"
He looked to Jimin, then me. "Why're you here?", he asks in a low voice, "Am i not allowed?", i asked raising both my shoulders up then down, he shook his head in response. I opened the door wider to let Yoongi in, with Jimin on his back.
"W-what happened?", i asked, "I don't know either? I just saw him at my bar", he replies putting Jimin down on the couch. "I'll take him from here. You must be tired from carrying him all the way here", i said avoiding eye contact with him. "It's not like you care", he says with a scoff.
I looked at Jimin, laying on the couch. I held Yoongi's wrist, and brought him outside Jimin's house. "Will you shut the fuck up?", i scolded him, "What the fuck did I do, Taylor?", he says. "Even if i still love Jimin — i still care. I still care for you Y-yoongi! Stop being a dumbass —", but before i could continue my sentence, not noticing tears were falling on my cheek. Yoongi cupped both of my cheek and wipes my tears with his thumb. He kisses my forehead, "Stop being a crybaby, and take care of Jimin. RIGHT NOW", he says and we both let out a chuckle. I turn back and walked inside.
I first went to the kitchen to get a washed and wet towel, and made my way to the living room where Jimin was. I held his arm and start to wipe it, then to his stomache, his abs, fuck. I decided not to continue wiping his stomache, since he might think of something else, especially to the fact that he's drunk.
I wiped his neck, going to his face. But before i could wipe his face his left hand stopped me, i jumped a little. "Please stay", he says, "I will", i replied and continue to wipe his face, "Please leave Yoongi", his sentence made my eyes widened in shock, "I did", i replied in a low voice. Unexpectedly, he stood sitting, "How?", he asks tilting his head, "U-uhm. We were about to have sex, but he didn't continue it, since i said to stop. And we both realized I still love you", i replied looking down, hiding my blush.
He reached out to pinch my right cheek, "Aww my baby cannot resist me", he says cooing me, "Eww stop Jimin! Your drunk", i replied, "But why did you drink?", i continued.
"P-please don't get mad", he says lowering his head and i nod in response. "The President of Seoul wants me to leave for America, for business", he says and i stayed quiet, "Yanna?", he asks and i looked up to him, "Are you ok —"
"Ofcourse I am! my boyfriend who has almost the richest company in Seoul than his brother, who is going to America?! How am i not okay?!", i cutted him off.
"I know i'll be alone here, but i can ask the girls to come over? right?", i continued, he nods and lets out a chuckle, "Sure Cutie", he says with a wink.
I licked, then bite my lips, he helds my lip, "Don't lick and bite your lips like that. It's only mine to lick and bite, Sweetie", he says with a smirk.
"I know your drunk but —"
"Yanna, i told you i don't easily get drunk —"
"Yayaya, even if how many drinks you drink", i cutted him off and he lets out a smirk. I jumped and kissed him, wrapping my arms around his neck and his on my waist. He pulls me up, wrapping both my legs on his waist, and bring us to his room. He lays us gently on his bed, i pulled away. "Jimin", i said in a low voice, "What's wrong?", he asks, "There's something you need to know", i said and one of his eyebrows was raised up.
..After i told him about June..
"SHE WHAT?!", he yelled.
"I know, i know", i said trying to calm him down. "I'll kill that bitch!", he says standing up. "Calm Down, Jimin!", i yelled. He wasn't being calm.
So i stood up, and leaned onto him, pulled his head to him and kissed him roughly, trying to make him calm. After a few seconds, he calm down and replied his lips on mine. I pulled away again first. "How long will you be there at America?", i asked but he stayed quiet, "A-about a year or so", he says in a low voice with his head looking down.
I pulled him for a hug, "It's fine. I promised remember? i'll love you always and forever", i said, he kissed my forehead. "I promise i won't see anyone there, except you", he says.
And I breath in his smell. My favorite smell of all.
We both layed down, cuddling each other. He gave me a peck on my lips before he fell asleep.
How i wish this will stay forever.
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Missing You; PJM
FanfictionA story of a badboy, who changed his ways for a girl. Change may be found; in a person, an item or even yourself. Forgetting; is a hard word, for the action to be made to your loved one. Missing You; is a strong word, it can affect your love towards...
