"​Him. His smile. His eyes. His voice. His laugh. His warmth. His existence. Him :)"

  -----     Jimin kissses my lips. ​I can't believe this is even happening. His soft plump lips is actually against mines. What should I do? I never been kissed even if I dated a girl back in middle school. Gosh. Should I peep and see how he looks like when kissing . .. no. I shouldn't. My face feels like its burning so bad. Like I'm blushing too much. I can't control my beating heart. It's like beating really fast. I wonder if he hears my heart. I feel my lips suddenly go cold, I slowly opens my eyes. I see Jimin crinkling his nose as he snorts me. My face must be so red!! I bury my face in my hands, afraid to even make eye contact. Damn it. He grabs my wrist, making him look at him. Great. What's with tension between us!? We make eye contact, my face still burning as I close my eyes. Again, I feel a warmth against my lips. I keep falling over and over for him.     We pull away as we hear plates crashing on the floor. I look up to see that one guy named Suga. His aura feels dark and . . .scary. He looks at Jimin and dryly smile at him. His eyes glint of hurt. I see him crouching down, grabbing the broken shards. I tilt my head in confusion. Suga softly mumbles, "Sorry for the distrubance". He emphasizes the last word as if he's mocking us. My eyebrows furrows at him as I cross my arms. Jimin puts his head down, I see gulp in nervousness. What's going on? He winces when I abruptly stand up, looking down at Suga who was still cleaning up. I grab Jimin's wrist, pulling him up. He blushes slightly at me, my lips curl into a small smirk.     "Let's go somewhere else," I drag Jimin as he seems hesistant to leave. His eyes are avoiding mines, as he set his eyes for Suga. No, don't do that. You're mine, not his. I finally got you and don't leave me like everyone else did. My grip tightens as he flinches and looks back at me. I start walking, but Jimin seems to pull away from me.    

"Jungkook  . . . .I need to help him," Jimin tries to grab my hand off his wrist. I couldn't handle my greediness. I want him all to myself. Is that too selfish? I tighten my grip again, as he winces in pain. He closes his eyes in fear as I step closer. He's shivering. No . . . don't be afraid of me. Why? I bite my bottom lip, looking up at the sky. I can't let go of his hand, but he's so scared of me. Why is so scared of the person he loves!?

 

"Just ing go," I let go as he still is avoiding my eyes. His wrist is a bit bruise because of me. I bite my bottom lip even harder. My eyes b with water, I hurted him. I hurted him because of my selfishness. "Go help your damn friend!!" I couldn't help myself, it feels wrong yet so right to yell at him. What in the actual is wrong with me?! I rub my face with my hands as I see Jimin running to Suga. His smile engraves in my empty heart, he never smiles like that with me. He crouches down as he helps Suga and even keeps that stupid grin on his damn face. I'm his boyfriend. It's our first ever date and our first kiss . . .then that damn blonde had to ruin everything! I look at them, both laughing with one another. I guess I'm his second choice. A rebound for his love probably. He gets up all of a sudden after he's done with cleaning up. He waves bye to Suga, running to me. I glare at him, crossing my arms. He looks at me as his smile fades. I look down, avoiding eye contact.

 

"Jeon Jungkook. You are so ing rude to him!" Jimin slaps my shoulder as he