Daddy's Little Brat || Vmin

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Jimin's POV

My eyes widened at what Tae had said.

"I like you, sweet cheeks."

I couldn't believe he'd just confessed to me.

No one had ever done so before.

Then I felt my chest vibrating.

Why did my heart start beating when he said that?

In fact, why does my heart ever start beating when he's around me.

I mean, I don't like him...

Right?

I surfaced from my thoughts.

"What do you mean 'you like me' ?"

"Just that." he replied.

"But why?"

"I really don't know, to be honest." he said with that husky voice of his.

Then he came closer to me and placed his hand on my face.

He was about to place his lips against mine when I whispered.

"No."

I pushed him away and stormed outta the men's room.

I messaged my chauffeur to pick me up and take me home.

What had happened in the next few hours after that, was totally unplanned.

And unexpected.

Tae's POV

Everything about that particular moment was wrong.

The way I confessed.

The way I kissed him.

The way he responded.

All wrong.

And then he just upped and left.

I had been standing there, bracing against the sink, waiting for him to say something.

Anything.

Anything but that.

Being the tough kid I am, I'd usually suck it up and walk away.

But Jimin had me so twisted, I couldn't think straight anymore.

It was almost like he was controlling my mind.

I decided there and then that I was not gonna let him down easy on this one.

I picked up my cup of ice cream and left the parlour.

Jimin's POV

Once again I was all alone in the house.

Dad still had three more days left until he returned.

Jungkook had turned the new school slut, so there was no 'fucktivities' to enjoy with him.

I'd watched all the updated blues a billion times, so that meant waiting a whole year for new ones to come out.

All of that was 'trending' but I had my mind on one thing and one thing only.

Tae.

His name was plastered all over the walls of my brain.

Tae.

I'd said no to him after he confessed to me so why was I still having second thoughts.

Tae.

It's not like we had anything going.

We didn't even talk to each other that much.

Mostly we'd just insult each other.

And then it hit me.

I didn't like the dude.

I was just merely interested in him.

And yeah, that was different from what he felt for me.

But still.

It was true.

Although I didn't wanna admit it, sometimes my mind would stray away from it's usual thoughts and I'd find myself thinking about our first official encounter.

The dude knew how to screw.

Even better than Jungko-

<<<knock. knock.>>>

I jumped at the sound of someone knocking on the back door.

That's strange since no one ever came through from there.

I got off the kitchen stool I'd been sitting on and quietly walked over to the utensils area, where I grabbed a knife.

Slowly I walked to the backdoor with it at my side.

I opened the door.

I dropped the knife.