"Wow. You're so good at getting me extremely jealous." Jimin commented sarcastically, eyes fixed on the both of us but I ignored him. He's being a rude ass again. "You know Taehyung can wipe the fucking sauce off from his face, Mara. He has hands that are perfectly functional when he's fingering some girl so let him use it."
I turned to him, my jaw fell slack in disbelief at his rudeness. "I'm not deliberately making you jealous. I swear you are so childish sometimes, Jimin."
"I am not." He fired back. "You've been so close to Taehyung ever since you got back. Others would've mistook you for a couple."
Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok and Taehyung watched the two of us bickering at one another, their eyes going back and forth to me and Jimin.
"I am your boyfriend and yet you touch him like I'm not fucking watching." Jimin's voice was raised a little. I know this fight was nonsense in the first place but I don't know why I kept on arguing back.
"Uh, maybe it's best that we just go?" Jin's voice was low and careful as he spoke so as to not further aggravate the matter.
"Great idea." Hoseok agreed, grabbing the empty chicken boxes and throwing them in a trash bag, "We'll clean this up and go so you two can talk."
Namjoon grabbed Taehyung's collar, "You're coming with us."
"What? Why?" He complained, "I wanna talk with Mara."
"Shut it. And take that chicken off your mouth." Namjoon said, spotting Hoseok with the trash bag, he waved him over, "Hoseok, take the chicken."
"No. Not the chicken please not the chicken." Taehyung whined endlessly as he was being dragged outside.
Soon we were left alone in Jimin's place. The quietness taking over as we stood still in our places, just staring at each other. I love him but he makes me so angry.
"I just missed you, okay but it seems like you don't miss me at all." Jimin spoke after awhile, looking straight into my eyes, "You've been gone for so long and seeing you having fun and being so careless with them got me so worked up."
I sighed deeply, "I'm sorry." Jimin closed the space between us and pulled me in an embrace, "I missed you too."
"Stay with me." Jimin said as he broke the hug.
"I told you. I don't want to be spoonfed. I want to do things on my own-"
"I know." He smiled warmly, "but until you find a place, stay here with me."
I nodded and gave him a smile. It's strange to feel so much warmth from the person I hated so much before. I thought I despised him. When I met him that day, he looked like someone who isn't capable of loving but the whole time, I was terribly wrong. Jimin may look like he doesn't care at all, he may be ill tempered, he may do things the way he want to sometimes but he always consider those persons important to him.
"This is your room. This used to be my office but I had the helpers clean up and decorate it for you." Jimin opened the plain looking door and stepped inside ahead of me, "I don't know if you'll like it."
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"This is perfect." A smile came upon my face as the soft carpet tickled the soles of my feet. I walked slowly around the room, letting my fingers slide on the surface of the table. I sat on the bed, bouncing on it a little and then giggling afterwards.
"Thank you." I smiled up at Jimin who was making his way to me, "This looks way better than my old messy bedroom."
Jimin sat beside me, watching my face carefully before leaning closer until our noses were touching. I thought I stopped breathing when he met my eyes.
"Do you want me to sleep with you?" Jimin's breath smelled like the bubblegum flavor I liked when I was a kid. "It's your first night here. I don't want you to have bad dreams."
