Jimin frowned while coming out of the frame. His breath was heavy, still having a hard time on processing what had really happened just to him. His eyes unknowingly glanced at his wristwatch and rage took the best of him that he immediately kicked the stone before walking over to his car. He cussed himself for being late for the meeting his members had scheduled. Sitting on the driver seat, he glared at the frame, the meeting must have been over and he was 100% sure that his members were thinking of ways to get back at him.
Sighing, he started the car and left the area before glancing at the weird frame once again.
He decided to go back home and meet his woman. He had already missed her even though he hate to admit it. All he wanted was just to kiss the f!$k out of her before facing his ruthless members that he immediately sped up the car back home.
Reaching his mansion, he exited the car, his eyes unknowingly catching the view of a huge garden. He frowned, since when did he have such a big garden? Shaking his head at the thought maybe he just noticed it now, he walked inside.
He removed his shoes and took off his coat and was about to walk upstairs-
"Chim! You're back"
Jimin flinched. He immediately looked back and he felt someone snatched his breath away from him. His eyes widened seeing the person. He felt like the ground beneath him was shaking and pulling him inside the hole as he stayed like a statue. His eyes turned dark vividly remembering the dark past.
How is she here?
But the bigger question was how was she still alive?
He believed it to be his crazy mind, cause he was already exhausted with that frame. He turned around, controlling his rage.
"Won't you give your ma a hug?"
His eyes fluttered hearing ma. What was happening around him? He was about to turn around when his realistic mind slapped him back to reality, she d!ed long back. She f!$king d!ed long 12 years back!
He ignored all her imaginative callings and left to his room. His mind was all messed up. His head was aching like anything. He wanted to just rest. Everything after accidentally getting close to that frame was going wrong. Wrong like f!$king so wrong! He must have been so tired that he- out of all people hallucinated about her! That f!$king woman!
He reached his room and sighed. He wanted to kiss her. But he knew that she'd only push him away. Rolling his eyes a little he opened the door and entered inside.
His eyes immediately landing on the woman sitting on his bed and folding his suits. He slightly frowned, she was never the type to touch his things.
She looked up at him and he received another shock..., she smiled. Oh that same smile that he was dying to see since so long. He almost gasped at the sight, his soul froze at the view. She stood up from the bed and walked closer to him with that same smile. His heartbeats were going wild with every step she took towards him.
He watched her quietly while a whole concert was going inside him. Embracing him, his eyes widened feeling her arms wrapped around him.
"I missed you"
Her soft voice brought him chills when he heard her words. Has he gone crazy?! What was happening around him?! Was this another hallucination?! But her arms- n-no she is r-real, then w-what?
"I missed you so much" she once again softly cooed in his ear and he unknowingly closed his eyes. The satisfaction of those words meant like heaven to him. He leaned forward, laying his head on the crook of her neck. He didn't know what was happening around him..., but at the same time..., he enjoyed this moment.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he embraced her tightly. His mind wasn't functioning properly that his heart had to do all the work now.
"I missed you too baby" he softly kissed on her neck and she let out a giggle. He exhaled heavily, f!$k! Was this a dream?! It was too good to be his reality.
He kissed her once again on that same spot and she just embraced him even tightly with a small giggle. He was thrown back with everything. The one who used to cry whenever he came closer to her and the one who would run away from him..., was now letting out giggles in his presence and actions and also pulling him closer to her?!
Pulling back from the hug, he looked at her closely. Everything looked same except for her behavior.
"Is something wrong?"
Anika frowned with a small smile still flying over her lips, "What do you mean?"
Jimin tilted his head a bit, she never spoke so freely with him. His eyes roamed all around her beautiful features- f!$k! He just now realized how stunning she looked while smiling. Her tearless eyes looked like the prettiest galaxies to him.
He cupped her right cheek while his other hand remained free beside him. Softly caressing her skin, his eyes were on hers and his heartbeats were throbbing against his ribcage, scaring him that his heart might soon jump out of his chest. There was no fear within her orbs. There was nothing negative within those eyes. He felt himself losing his breath.
Had he finally gone insan€?!
"Are you okay?"
He internally scoffed. He didn't know that himself, but he was sure that something is wrong with the people around him. Not wanting to bother more into this certain topic for now, he passed a quick nod.
A cold shower will calm his mind hopefully as he walked past her and was about to enter the bathroom.
Anika frowned while looking at his back. Was he alright? He didn't give his usual forehead kisses like he does after coming back from office everyday.
She tried to shrug off the feeling thinking that he must have been tired and walked out of the room.
Jimin stared at the water running down his skin. What has happened? He was too clueless. The woman, who threw him away to the streets when he was young, and d!ed 12 years ago was now standing in front of him and calling him by his childhood nickname, Chim. He closed his eyes and scoffed. A dark chuckle leaving his mouth as his eyes unwillingly teared up.
The ice cold water always felt warm to him. Being embraced from the cold since childhood by both people and nature, he had learnt to accept nothing and fight back with fire only. People say that water can overpower fire anytime. But he never believed in it. He couldn't, when no matter how much water he consumed, the fire within him only flamed brighter than before.
"Won't you give your ma a hug?"
Oh! If she was real, then he might have slapped her on the face immediately.
His eyes turned blank as the hatred for his parents emerged from the root of his emotions once again. They never d!ed. He only craved and missed them few days after they left him, but later... nah! He hates them, he loathes them. He would even k!ll them if he had the chance. But before he could even make a move, they had already d!ed in an accident. The first time he met them face to grave. No tears. No happiness. No sadness. But there was a blank smile over his lips.
They deserved h€ll more than anyone.
Getting out of the shower, he dried his hair. His eyes went to the table and he sighed seeing the ring that was on his ring finger. He doesn't know why he was wearing it. But he somehow didn't want to take it off as well.
Jimin simply wore the ring with not much thought and wore his clothes before walking out of the closet. Lying on the bed, he sighed. Resting his arm over his head he thought about whatever happened today. He wanted to yell out so bad. That woman was breaking his mind and his woman... was fixing something.
He remembered that Jin hadn't called him yet and cussed. Switching on his phone, he called Jin hyung.
"Hyung, before you complain and go crazy, I'm sorry. I couldn't be there cause of some stupid fra-"
"What are you talking about?"
Jimin frowned. Okay, now this was completely and extremely weird. Jin hyung not calling him after he had missed a meeting and him also not cussing immediately after picking up the call and now being clueless about what he was talking about. Jin is guy who never forgets any of the mistakes and will remind everyone whenever he gets the chance to.
"Hyung... are you okay?"
There was a moment of silence from the other side until-
"Yah! You shorty! I should be asking that to you!"
Jimin's frown only deepened, "Hyung I'm talking about not being able to attend today's meeting"
"Jimin, are you okay? Did you hit your f!$king head somewhere?"
Jimin gritted his teeth in frustration, "Hyung! Just get to the point!"
"What the f!$k are you even talking about Jimin?! What meeting? We only met few days ago"
Jimin shut his eyes, annoyed, "Hyung I'm talking about the official meeting"
"Jimin! Cut the crap and take some f!$king rest. You need more than enough sense to understand that you're now speaking utter rubbish. I'm hanging up now. Should be romancing with my wife instead of listening to your nonsense"
Jin cut the call while Jimin stayed frozen at his place. Jin got married?... WHEN?!
He breathed heavily. Some tears pooled in his eyes, had he actually gone mad?
The door opened and he immediately looked to the side. Wiping his tears away he looked to the door, his eyes softening seeing Anika. She smiled, but her smile slowly fell as she walked closer to him.
Sitting in front of him, she cupped his cheeks and he only leaned forward to her touch. Everything was f!$ked up around him, except for her. Yes, she was different, but... he likes this.
"Did you cry Jimin-ah?"
Jimin closed his eyes, oh she did not just call him like that. She did not just f!$king call him so softly.
He grabbed her hands and kissed her palms. He couldn't understand anything, but he just wanted to live the moment with her.
She kept on looking at him with that softness within her orbs making his nerves weak. He unknowingly yet willingly leaned forward slowly. His eyes on her lips and he slowly placed his lips on hers. She didn't move back. She didn't even flinch. Did he actually hit his head somewhere?
His heart skipped a beat the second when she started moving her lips against his and he immediately opened his eyes. Her eyes were closed and she kissed him so... so, something that he couldn't put a finger at, oh but he loves it.
Closing his eyes, he kissed her deeply. Pulling her to him by her nape, he lowly groaned against her lips, smiling a little, loving this feeling of her willingly kissing him.
Whatever had happened between them was the best. But he still was a bit dumbfounded with everything.
She patted his shoulder and he immediately understood that she was running out of breath. He wouldn't have listened, but he did. Pecking her lips once again, he pulled back and watched her breathing heavily.
She rested her forehead on his, his eyes on closed petals and he watched her lips slowly widening to a small shy smile, her parted lips inhaling heavy breathes after that passionate kiss and he had to admit that it was his best ever kiss.
"I love you" a slow whisper escaped her mouth.