Deceiver //PJM FF

Chapter 67

You opened your eyes as you woke up from your sleep, finding yourself in Jimin's bed with him nowhere to be seen around, thing that made you panic a bit, in thoughts that maybe you have woke up way too late and people must have noticed your absence from your room.

You hurried out of his bedsheets with such worrying thoughts as in no way you would benefit to awaken any suspicions to anyone related to the actions of last night and then proceeded to get dressed before opening the door slightly and taking a pick outside.

A maid fell to your vision passing by and you instantly closed the door, feeling a bit stressed momentarily relating to how to get out of his room without being seen.

Why didn't he wake me up earlier! 

You whined in your head as you took some deep breaths and looked around, your eyes falling on the window but the thought of getting out from there was too risky as the possibilities of being seen was higher because the staff always do massive cleaning of the garden and the main entrance in the early morning hours while others prepare the breakfast so everything will be on point when they were to wake up.

You searched for your phone as you the thing that could betray you the most was your dress form last night and if you were to appear on the corridor with other clothes, you could easily pretend like you were looking for your butler.

"Jimin, please bring me some clothes ." You texted him, thinking that he may be somewhere around the house, doing his job but even though you waited a bit, no reply came.

Where did he leave his phone that he isn't see-

Your thought process was interrupted as soon as your eyes fell on a bag at the side of his desk and you approached it finding inside a pair of your clothes. You couldn't help but smile in relief as you got them out of your bag, a smile reaching on your lips at the fact that he had taken proper measurements for you.

You quickly wore the new clothes and left your dress on the bag, bidding it again behind his desk in order to take it later, then you picked outside of the door again and slipped out as soon as no one was around. You cleared your throat a bit as you walked down the corridor till the kitchen's door, where you came face to face with a maid.

"Good Morning." You calmly greeted her and she quickly dismissed her surprise and bowed to you, greeting you back.

"Can I have a cup of coffee in my room please?" You requested in order to not be suspicious and the maid looked up at you questioning if you were not going to attend breakfast since it was due to thirty minutes.

"I will but I craved some coffee right this instant so please, have it ready."You let her know of your final words, properly and calm as you proceeded to walk away up the stairs and into your room, where once inside you felt an amount of safety.

You laid in your bed and stretched your body, now relaxed and as memories of last night came in mind again, you couldn't help but let a smile reach on your lips. When was the last time you had felt like this? You weren't sure. This feeling of bubbling energy and unreasonable joy. This tingling sensation that makes you smile no matter how much you may want to not do so.

The more you tried to contain that smile the more it would break out wider and sweeter making you lay face down on your pillow, feeling complexed over your own feelings. A mix of embarrassment and shyness , fear and uncertainty as well as joy.

What was there to smile for? What happened was definitely wrong and it shouldn't have happened because if it was to be found out it would cost you greatly but even though you knew and understood the reality well, yesterday's memories were still one of the memories you will never forget. The way he displayed his love for you, the way he held you and touched you, the way he kissed you and spoke to you, little whispering words of love. The way his eyes gazed at yours with so many emotions. You may have not been sure what they all were but after many years, he made you feel loved. Just by looking at you.