Made It (Jackson Imagine) (GOT7)

Chapter XXI

I stood up from the bed feeling the white sheets move against my skin. Jackson was still sound asleep, his back towards me.

The scratches from my figernails digging on his skin last night were now red and some of them were even with some dry blood.

I lifted myself up and walked towards the mirror sitting at the end of the bed. Bruises all over my skin, specially on my hips. Hickeys on my neck and small bites on my shoulder

I looked back to the bed and crawled again towards him. I wrapped my arms around his torso and snuggled up to his back making him move so I could fit right back

He then put his hand on top of mine and caressed it a little while moaning lowly

We stood there like that for a few more moments until he scooted away to turn his body towards me. He then pushed me back to his chest and kissed the top of my head "I love you"

I smiled slightly "I love you too" was what I simply answered

I ended up falling asleep again only to wake up to an empty bed. I looked around for a few minutes feeling confused until I finally remembered the events of last night. I sat up and reached down to the chair where Jackson had put is yesterday shirt. I put it on along with my panties and walked out of the room only to see it all empty

"Jackson?.." I asked around the apartment but with no success.. he wasn't home

I walked up to the bathroom and washed my face so I could wake up a little more. I was dreading to turn on my phone, scared of what people might think and do.

So I placed it on the small island of the kitchen and sat back on the couch. I was worried about where Jackson might be.. I couldn't call him and I still didn't know my way around Hong Kong, so I was really stuck

Stuck to ice cream and TV since they were the only things I had that actually sounded nice

That is until I heard the code go off and the door open. "I'm back" he stated as I heard ruffles of plastic bags

He closed the door and took of his shoes "Where did you go?" I blurted out without thinking

He looked up at me and froze for a second just like I did. I was so scared he was still mad at me from exposing us. I was so scared he wanted to leave me now

"I.. I-hum.. I went out to get food" he mumbled passing by me, cutting the eye contact. I followed him to the kitchen in silence "didn't you get my message?"

I took a deep breath "I don't want to turn on my phone" was all I said looking at him but he was still avoiding my gaze

I hated this

"Jackson, please yell at me.." I mumbled

He stopped moving his bags and placed the one he had on his hands down on the counter

I looked up to see him still not staring at me

"Anything is better than you ignoring me, please.."

He cleared his throat and opened the food "I'm not ignoring you"

I looked away... sure you aren't.. you just can't fucking look at my face. That's not ignoring at all

"Everything is fine Haeju, really.." he assured but I wasn't having it

"Say that to my eyes then" I mumbled crossing my arms and leaning into the island

"What do you mean?"

"You can't even look at my face Jackson" I answered looking up again to see him run away from my gaze yet again "See?"

He rolled his eyes and shook his head "It's not because of that" he answered back "I'm not mad anymore about the Instagram post. Actually, I'm glad you did it. The only thing I was mad about was the fact that you did it without my permission" he chuckled pucking up the food again and moving it towards the other counter