Park Jimin || Madhouse

Chapter 8

Jihye: Y/N? Are you there?

Jihye's worried voice sounds at the other side of the door.

Y/N: Yes, I'm here!

I answer nervous, Jimin isn't letting me go. He still has my wrist pinned to the door, the smile not leaving his face.

Y/N: Let me go.

I whisper as quietly as I can.

I hear Jihye trying to open the door but obviously it doesn't open.

Jihye: Why is the door locked.

Y/N: I have no idea.

I lie, looking at Jimin who is smiling shamelessly

Y/N: Let me go and open the door.

Jimin: Why should I?

Y/N: Jimin, please.

Jihye: Y/N, who are you talking to? Why aren't you opening the door?

She sound so worried, god, this is going to be hard.

Y/N: Just open the damn door, Jimin.

Jimin: Say I'm amazing.

Y/N: What?

Jimin: Say I'm amazing and I'll let you go.

I scoff in disbelief.

Y/N: You're being childish.

Jimin: I'm waiting.

I fulminate him with my stare, gritting my teeth.

Y/N: Fine, you're amazing.

A victorious smile lifts his lips before finally letting me go.

Y/N: Now the door.

Jimin: What about the door?

Argh! He can get so annoying!

Y/N: Open it!

Jihye: Y/N, what's going on in there.

Y/N: Nothing, I'm coming.

I say and turn back to Jimin.

Y/N: Jimin, please!

I suddenly freeze as he leans towards me, his hot breath grazing my ear.

Jimin: Here.

I suddenly feel the keys in my hand.

He moves back and starts walking backwards, his eyes not leaving mine.

And, without saying anything else, he hides behind a stall.

I let out a long sigh, and turn around to open the door.

I find a very worried Jihye.

Jihye:Y/N! What took you so long! Why did you lock the door? With how you've been feeling these days and today's incident, I thought the worst of scenarios.

Y/N: I'm so sorry, Jihye, I didn't want to make you worry like this.

Jihye: Are you sure everything's fine.

Y/N: Yes, everything's fine.

Or I wish it was.

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he weekends flew by really fast, it's Monday already.

I sit next to the window, listening to the faint sound of the rain outside.

I remember how my mother used to never let me go outside when it was raining because she didn't want me to get sick.

It's so painful to think about my parents. I miss them so much.

Jihye: Y/N, are you okay?

Y/N: Yeah, it's just that this weather makes me nostalgic.

I take a sip of my juice, when suddenly, the whole canteen becomes silent, only light whispers filling the room.

As always, Jimin makes his way across the room, everyone staring at him, including myself.

But today, something different happens.

Suddenly, Jimin stops walking.

The whispering stop, and all the attention falls on him.

But then, he slowly turns his head towards my direction, and his eyes meet mine.

He stares right into my eyes for a few seconds, a beautiful glowing illuminating his dark eyes.

Now all the stares are on me.

Jimin looks back ahead, and walks out of the canteen like nothing just happen.

Jihye: Did you see that? He looked at you!

I shrug my shoulders.

Y/N: So what?

Jihye: Jimin never makes visual contact with anyone, you're so lucky!

Oh Jihye... if only you knew.

Y/N: I don't feel lucky at all.

Jihye: What?

Y/N: Nothing.

I don't feel lucky at all for having an annoying sexy idiot tormenting me.

Or do I?

The end.

JK! I will be publish more stories.