Silence had imprisoned the room as you both were focused on the pages of the book, trying to memorize it as well as you could.
Jimin's head was standing right above yours as you had taken a seat on the couch and he positioned himself behind you, in order for you both to share the book simultaneously however it had taken him only one read to memorize it and was standing there, no longer looking at the page but rather observing you and your little murmuring that unconsciously left your lips as you were reading and rereading.
You felt slightly pressured by the time that was ticking as you definitely didn't have him as someone who would give you more time than you had agreed upon but maybe the most pressuring thing for you was the scene itself.
When you first landing eyes on it, it had felt too intimate and now it felt reasonable for the characters to be in such close proximity. It was obvious that they should be together and you could almost understand the female's emotions as he had briefly explained to you why they hated each other.
"One minute left Y/N" Jimin's voice softly reaching your ears as he literally whispered by the side of your head, helping a shiver to be created and travel throughout all your body.
"Okay but that's no reason to be a creep." You turned around to gaze at him, only to find out that his face was inches away from yours. Despite that fact that made you freeze, however, he just flashed you a smile and walked away.
"Get up, close your eyes. With my cue, we start." He informed you and you rushed to close the book and put it away then you run to your desk and grabbed a pencil, in thoughts of using it as a prop for the character you were supposed to act, had a knife almost always in between her fingers.
Jimin took two deep breaths as he waited for you to return to your position then fixed his hair a bit upwards, in an attempt to imitate his character's hairstyle. He cracked his knuckles slightly and proceeded to prepare himself for the first action that the female lead does against him.
"Ready?" He questioned you as soon as you appeared before him with unsteady breathing and you took a moment to calm yourself and recall what was it that happens at the beginning of this scene that you two were about to reenact.
"This is gonna be such a mess but whatever. Let's go." You took a deep breath and composed your posture then closed your eyes as he had instructed you prior and waited for his voice to signal the start.
The moments that you were waiting felt long in the darkness yet that made you somehow calmer, your own thoughts drifting more and more towards the emotions of the character rather than what you had to remember.
"You are no longer Y/N. Throw yourself away. Your eyes see differently now. Your heart beats differently. Continue breathing till you feel soaked in her essence, her entity. Wear her everything like a coat and act whenever you feel like you have become one." Jimin's calming voice instructed you further and you trying to follow his words without much questioning, nor worry that it could possibly take you too much time
You just stood there, eyes closed, feeling like the world around you was wavering as you kept imagining the character, her eyes, her skin, her breathing. How must her heartbeat be against her chest and what feelings did she carry over her soul? It felt like a pretend game that got you excited unreasonably and made you snap your eyes open and slap Jimin across the face, right as the female character X was supposed to do against the male character known by the name Key.
His cheek withstood the abrupt contract without much surprise visible in his face, as the character had read her thoughts right before she acted on them, however, you sure woke up from your roll after that, finding it shocking that you really had gone and slapped him for real, that harshly.
Your heart was beating fast as your thoughts started arguing if you should break the scene and apologize or just let it go and keep on with this. A dilemma that he resolved for you as he proceeded to smirk and raise one of his eyebrows, just like the character in the book was described to have done.
"You like hurting me, don't you?" He questioned, his voice sounded deeper than his usual tone which left you slightly impressed that he was trying to even mimic the sound of the character he was given. Jimin surely seemed to be taking this seriously and that made you think that if you weren't, it would most likely come off as disrespectful towards his tries, so you pulled yourself together and tried to go on with the scene.
"And what if I do? Will you go on and hurt even more for me to be satisfied?" You gave him the best mischievous look you could manage then took a step closer towards him, bringing your pencil to touch his now red cheek.
"You can already see what I am thinking, aren't you?" You spoke softly, your eyes locking with his as the character bravely had trusted herself and had dared to challenge the man.
"Oh baby, the problem is that you can't see mine for if you could, you would have already been on your knees." He brought his hand over yours and brought the supposed knife towards his lips, then proceeded to open his mouth and unnervingly lick the blade -which was nonexistent in this case so it did not make his tongue bleed as it had happened in the novel-.
"You sure must have some delusional thoughts, thinking that I could ever go down on my knees for you ." You tried to depict the satisfaction the character was supposed to have, upon seeing his cut tongue return in his mouth and savour the taste of his blood while in her thoughts she couldn't help but think that she wanted to taste it too, making you avoid eye contact with him in order to hide your thoughts from his supposed powers.
"It's not delusional. Even if you don't I can still make a reality a version of it." His hand snuggled slowly around your waist, bringing chills all over your skin, as somehow he had managed to make the action feel as dangerous as it was depicted in the book.
Once he pulled your body closer to his you grabbed harshly his hair and pulled on it, your face slightly breaking from the character as you couldn't help but panic over your own actions for never in your life you had thought you would be ever doing such things with anyone, much more with one of the most famous actors of the country. This felt too wrong however Jimin didn't seem to break character nor he seemed displeased by your facial failure to express what you were supposed to for as long as you were speaking your words right.
"You better get your filthy hands away from me or I am gonna mark your skin with my knife." You delivered your line a bit more scared than the character actually sounded but that was mostly because you just recalled what he was to do next and a feeling of wanting to run away, consumed you.
"Okay, I think till here, it's-" you tried to stop the scene immediately but his arms taking hold of your thighs and carrying you up, halted your attempt, bringing blood to rush to your cheeks out of momentary embarrassment, while your legs had wrapped themselves around his waistline.
You looked at him with wide eyes, instantly worrying about his physical weakness that he didn't seem to be feeling as he proceeded to place you on top of the table, and hover above you.
The character was supposed to be feeling a sudden overwhelming feeling of lust over him at that moment yet all you were feeling was a shock for you hadn't expected him to act this scene in such detail.
"Don't get me wrong, babe. I want to tear your flesh apart with my teeth. I want to see you bleed and begging. I want to see the desperation in your eyes and pain consuming your entity. Your very soul to crumble in bitterness and anguish for you can never get quite enough of whatever your soul may desire." He brought his hand and caressed your hair as he delivered his lines perfectly, his eyes looking at you with detest while a veil of hunger laid underneath his orb in a way that was so perfect yet mesmerizing.
It felt like his eyes had become a screen of his soul that was split in between loving her and hating her. He brought it to life so realistically that left you questioning if he was still acting but also made you realize why acting altogether, was truly so perfect for him. For there definitely wasn't any other profession that could portray these strange yet mesmerizing abilities he had on wearing skins of other entities.
"I assure you I want all that... however I want to see you begging for me and my touch more than anything else. I want you to suffer and wither in anguish in an attempt to love me more and want me more. I want to be your most detestable desire that eats away your soul as you feed on mine every single day. "His gaze slowly transformed to a tender gaze as he leaned his face closer to yours.
"Ji-Jimin. That's-"you placed your hands over his chest knowing that a kiss is supposed to take place after and you definitely didn't felt ready for that.
Why the heck did I agree to this? Have I lost my mind?
"I want my teeth to taste your flesh as much as I want my tongue to trace over everything that's yourself. Yet to my surprise all that doesn't compare to my greed of wanting your soul. Your heart. Oh how much I wish I could open up your chest and engrave my name all over it. So you can forever be mine. Mine" His hot breath against your lips made your thoughts get caught into a daze and despite the fact that he didn't proceed to act out the passionate kiss that went down on the book, and just stared into your eyes unmoved, you still felt the tension in the atmosphere.
There was a strong pull that was inevitable to be missed, a slithering desire to get closer to him and enjoy whatever his touch could be able to gift you. However, as minutes passed by, your thoughts became clearer and you questioned if that desire truly belonged to the character you were playing only or it was part of you too.
"How was I?" He questioned suddenly, breaking the scene and making you snap back to reality, pushing him away from you.
"Eh em, scarily on point. "You admitted and he laughed a bit, as he offered you his hand to help you stand up but you stood up on your own.
"Don't ask me to reenact anything ever again. This isn't for me ." You told him, as you were feeling highly nervous and stressed after all that.
"You just have to turn off your emotions. You weren't doing that bad. I didn't do most of the work but I believe you were slightly better than the previous time. Well done" he praised you, to your surprise. That sweet encouraging smile making you somehow perplexed over him yet thankful that he was trying to motivate you.
"You may do it casually but I can't just turn off my feelings like that. I appreciate your kind words, however."
"It's because you can't that I asked to reenact the scene with you"Jimin admitted then proceeded to take hold of your arm and pull you to seat down on the couch with him.
"Now tell me. What kind of emotions did I make you feel while doing that. I am interested to know." He looked eagerly towards you while you were left speechless by the fact that he had the delusional thought that you would dare speak of that. As if.
"You seriously have issues. And I have to get ready for work." You took your chance to leave as there was no way you would leave room for him to convince you to speak about that for it definitely sounded embarrassing to do and you had more than enough for a day.
"But Y/N~ I don't want to be left alone~" His whining voice reached your ears and you rolled your eyes, thinking that maybe agreeing to take care of him and keep him in your house for some days was not a good idea after all.
The dude had become way too comfortable and at ease with you, to the point that he is doing whatever he wants.
"You are sick you know. I seriously don't even understand how you cover it so well. You don't even look in pain." You uttered as you opened your closet to choose some new clothes to wear and Jimin walked to the doorstep.
"Oops, I forgot I don't have to. The force of Habit."He leaned against the door frame and you looked past your shoulder at him, half amused by his words yet he was smiling, leaving you on doubt if he was joking or not.
"Anyway, I can't stay. You lay down and rest, I will leave your medicine by the bed so you take it in an hour or so. Order food if you feel hungry but be careful, you can't show your face. " You reminded him and He just walked over to your bed and took a seat on it.
"How about you take me with you instead?"
"What? You want to see me fired, don't you?" You raised an eyebrow at him for his idea was more than absurd. To not mention that it would get him in trouble too and he was there in order to avoid trouble, to begin with.
"Not physically. You can take me with you virtually." A mischievous smile appeared on his lips as he clarified his request that contrary to the phone option that you thought, had more into it.
---To be continued...