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Chapter Five

He clenched his jaw at your words, his hands itching to reach out for you.

"Do you know how long it's been since you've kissed me!?" You cried. "Do you know how much I want you to hold me- To hold my hand!? I would even be satisfied if my skin brushed yours every once in a while!"

You couldn't stop the sob that left your trembling lips as you stared at him.

"I love you!" You yelled. "I love you so much...but I love myself too...and I know that I deserve better than this. I deserve to be with someone who loves me back..and you-You don't love me anymore."

The blond-haired man opened his mouth to speak, to tell you that you were wrong and that he loved you more than anything in this world, that he was too frightened and scared to love you again after what he had done...

But no words came out.

You shook your head, tears dripping from your eyes.

"You keep telling me to get over it." You sniffed. "But, what you don't seem to realize, is that I was willing to move past all of this. The second you said you were sorry, I believed you...but I can't do this by myself Jimin...I can't carry this relationship by myself..."

Your eyes fell from his form, body moving towards the staircase.

"I think it would be best if you slept in the guest room tonight."

Jimin only gave you a curt nod, his eyes never raising to meet yours.

You sighed.

It was like talking to a brick wall.

With a heavy heart, you turned on your heel, walking up the stairs and heading towards your bedroom.

Tonight was going to be lonely.

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Warm.

That was the best word to describe how you felt in that moment.

Your body was snuggled underneath the thick duvet that currently covered your small form.

A feeling of contentment and bliss washing over you as you slowly blinked your swollen eyes open, allowing yourself to glance around the room.

The full moon shined through the large window of your room, which meant that you hadn't slept that long, but you felt oddly refreshed and alert...Which was highly unusual for you.

Deciding that you probably wouldn't get anymore sleep, you climbed out of your bed, running a hand over the side of the bed that Jimin usually occupied...

A heavy sigh left your lips as you remembered the fight that the two of you had...

You knew that you probably could have handled it with more maturity, but everything you said was true...you didn't regret anything about it and the fact that Jimin just sat there, silent....that only made you more angry...

He never seemed to fight for anything anymore...He never showed any emotion other than annoyance and boredom and you were beginning to grow tired of it...tired of him.

A sweet smell suddenly filled your nostrils, causing your head to perk up instantly.

Was that...food?

With curiosity fueling you, you grabbed your house coat, tying it around your waist before making your way out of the room and walking down the stairs.

Your brows furrowed in confusion as you looked around the house.

The paint on the walls seemed to be a brighter color than usual, no longer pale and bland. The chandeliers above were no longer covered in dust and cobwebs, instead shining brightly and illuminating the room. No more boxes laid around the house in random spots, causing you to begin to question your sanity.

Did Jimin do this?

Your feet finally met the floor of the first floor, your eyes still scanning over the house with a questioning gaze.

"You're awake?"

Your body tensed at the familiar voice that filled your ear, memories of your argument flashing through your mind.

You hesitantly turned to face him, swallowing hard as your eyes met him.

Your solemn look was instantly morphed into one of utter shock and confusion.

Jimin stood smiling at you, his head tilting to the side cutely.

You furrowed your eyebrows at his appearance.

His once blond hair was now replaced with dark, raven locks, his usual style of a loose button up and blue jeans had now been discarded. His slim, toned body adorned in a black tee shirt and black skinny jeans.

A small, silver necklace hung around his neck, the metal glinting underneath the light of the chandeliers as he stared at you with a loving smile.

His eyes were what caught most of your attention.

The warm brown that you had grown so accustomed to was now gone, his iris' were dark and cold...you feared that if you stared into them for too long, you would fall into the abyss.

Before you had a chance to speak, your body was wrapped up into a tight hug, his arms wrapping around your waist as he buried his face into the crook of your neck affectionately.

You blinked in surprise, his skin oddly cold against your own.

"Welcome home, babygirl." He whispered, placing a kiss to the soft skin of your neck. "I've missed you so much."

You swallowed hard, panic beginning to overtake your body.

Something in your mind was telling you that you should just allow him to hold you and that you should enjoy the affection that you had craved for so long.

But you shoved that thought aside.

You didn't know what was going on, but you assumed it was a dream...but something was telling you that something wasn't right with this picture.

You knew your boyfriend.

You loved your boyfriend.

And the man holding you...

He wasn't your boyfriend.

A/N,

FINALLYYYYYYYYY I CAN'T WAIT TO WRITE MORE OF "OTHER" JIMIN!!!

This is such a good day!

Don't forget to leave some requests for the one-shot book!!!

I love you!!!!!

-Max