Caught in a lie: Park Jimin x reader

Chapter 37

Placing Mochi in a shoebox I found alongside my side of the bed, I looked at Jimin, who was already looking at me.

"Are you sure about this?," I asked.

"About Mochi?," he bit back his laughter at the name. "As long as it makes you happy, Minji."

"But what about you?"

He frowns and walks towards me. "What about me?"

"What makes you happy? I know you don't like pets," I said, feeling bad for making Jimin do something he didn't want to.

His eyes turned soft as he caressed my cheek. "I'm happy if you're happy."

"Jimin."

He chuckled. "I'll treat him like our son," amusement in his voice.

"Son? How do you know the gender?"

I chose to ignore the butterflies or the redness I was sure was creeping in my cheeks.

"I checked," he shrugged and I laughed.

"But we don't have to keep him inside our room," I said and Jimin raised an eye brow.

"Are you saying you want to jump me and don't want our son to see it?," he gasped dramatically and I ran to the bathroom, flustered.

I heard Jimin laughing.

As I undid the zipper, I looked at myself.

Jimin was doing so much for me. He was doing things he normally wouldn't just to make me happy...

I want to make him happy, too.

As the dress slid down my body and pooled at my feet, I thought hard about what could make him happy.

••○●○••

When I came out, I saw that Jimin had turned the lights down low and was standing by the window.

He was clad in his silk pjs.

"J-Jimin?," I stuttered. Great.

He turned around and just stared at me.

"I- er, forgot to take my pjs and your shirt was in there so...," I explained, suddenly feeling exposed.

He slowly walked towards me, looking at me from head to toe. "You'll be the death of me, woman," he growled in a low, husky voice.

I gulped hard. Thrice. Jeez, you don't go this frantic even during vivas-

"Dance with me, Minji," he said in my ear.

"Huh?"

"I couldn't dance with you at the party," he offered me his hand as a slow smile played across his lips.