ILLICIT | PJM

Fifteen

Ayla POV

The rays of sunshine from the parted curtain woke me up. The trace of Seoyun was nowhere to be seen in the house. Stretching my back, I decided to go down for a light jog. It would lighten up my already bright mood. It was surprising but today looked like it was painted a little streets ahead. I finally got out of the bed and freshened up before locking the apartement for a little run.

It was like the usual, people leaving and the children and elderly people wandering around the gardens and swiftly jogging and greeting them a good morning in like literally thirty seconds was like a love and hate relationship. Heavy breaths started to show up as I fastened my speed and in forty minutes I marked the end of my jog for the day. Whilst climbing the stairs my phone chimed and I almost tripped while checking it.

Jimshit: knock knock

Me: I tripped

Jimshit: for me? I know.

Me: 😑

Jimshit: I'm bored

Me: welp so am i

Jimshit: meet me at 3

Why does it always appear like I'm taking an appointment from him? Shrugging off the feeling I went home. Completing the house chores and assignments was tougher today since thoughts about various thoughts kept swarming around my head. Without even thinking twice I decided to get a nap.

There are those pretty moments wherein you take a nap for ten minutes but it turns out to be ninety. This was happening with me as my eyes were barely opening but I managed to see the time from my unclear vision. With only forty minutes left to get ready, I sprinted down to the washroom. The hot water was relishing and I wished to stay there forever but circumstances never allowed me to.

Sighing, I pulled a black skirt with a blue and white striped shirt along with black loafers. Whilst reaching the ground floor i spotted a black sports car in front of the entrance and I latched onto the fact that it belonged to Park Jimshit.

"Sorry for being late Jimshit, it wasn't my intention but sleep gets the best of me." all I could see was Jimin staring at me, like I was the first thing he ever saw. Not to mention how occasionally he pulled his hair back with his fingers and those muscles which rested below the delicate and transparent fabric of the shirt.

His glistened sweat and the sun rays hitting his flawless milk skin assured me that i wanted to- fuck, get your shit together. "Staring is rude." he trailed off. Him being so hot is rude.

"Our shirts, they have a close resemblance." I turned away my head shyly but I still felt his gaze on me, he made me a neurotic mess. I looked back at him and a smirk covered his luscious lips.

Damn, that smirk had the audacity to strip off a nun's clothes. Okay something is definitely wrong with me today.

"You Jimin today." he revved up the engine and a slight puzzled look spread on my face, this sentence was familiar. But how? "Jimin today is like being late in my hyungs' eyes." that cleared up everything but i still had uncertainty of how this verse was heard before.

Just hanging out. Nothing more than that. "We're on a date." Jimin's word's took me bystorm as i mentally facepalmed myself to blurt the statement out of nervousness.

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"No. yes."

"Yes." okay the frick I'm beyond pissed at Jimin for making me come in my reddened state. "Where are we heading?" I asked Jimin to distract myself from my flustered self.

"There's a cafe around the corner, we can go there." dead silence followed after he finished.

Saying that the car ride wasn't awkward would be an euphemism of the decade. I just couldn't bear with silence anyhow and this man sitting next to me had started to make me weak in the knees. He had that aura which was like a drug. It was addictive. The cherry on the cake was that he was familiar to me in ways I couldn't describe.

"Yeah." I sighed. The silence was so thick between us so I decided to turn up the music, I raised my hand when I felt Jimin's finger linger on my hand

"Oh sorry." he said nervously and rubbed his nape. I smiled at his reaction and looked away. I checked my phone and saw a text from Seoyun.

Seoyun: I wanna tell you
something where are you?

Me: with Jimin

Seoyun: i need every single detail
Yeonmin nation may rise.

Me: I'm just hanging out

Seoyun:(yeah hanging out results in loss
of your v-card later)

Me:(you already lost it?
you never told me, traitor)

Seoyun: come home and tell me
everything bye

I smiled to myself and looked at Jimin.

"Hey you know what I mean when I say that I ain't playing?" he suddenly asked and a lump formed in my throat. 

"Yeah you're flirting." I said. I kinda wish that he had feelings for me, he felt like home, it felt like he actually was there with me no matter what. Wait why am I so clingy today, why am I feeling this way?

"No I'm absolutely serious, I like you Kim Ayla." and it was that moment when I felt like the whole world stopped and my heart was faster than race cars.

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It's NAMJOONIE'S birthday and he is infinite times better than Donald Trump and Joe Biden 

(god just realized this pic is from Naver and Dispatch)

Anyways so I just came to realization of the fact that I published the fourteenth chapter which was  actually titled 'fifteen'. 

Thanks for reading. Borahae💜💜💜 

I'm sorry for being such an asshole. This chapter was severely not up to the mark and it disappointed the shit out of me.