It was the third time that Jimin went through his suitcase. He threw a shirt madly on the bed and run his fingers through his freshly bleached hair with a sigh.
„What's wrong?", Jungkook asked while staring at his phone screen without looking up at Jimin.
„I can't find my phone anywhere.", Jimin said and looked around even though he knew it was pointless.
„Your phone is right there.", Jungkook said and pointed on something that appeared to be a phone that belonged to Jimin.
„Not this one. The other one.", he said as if Jungkook should've known.
„Oh.", he now looked up for the first time and started to understand what concerned Jimin.
„Guys, Sejin is waiting. We are going out to eat with the staff.", Taehyung popped into Jimin's room.
Jungkook and Jimin looked at him blankly.
„What's going on in here?", Taehyung asked.
„I can't find the phone.", Jimin told him.
Taehyung was a lot quicker than Jungkook. He slipped inside the room, closing the door behind him firmly. „Did you look everywhere?"
„Of course.", Jimin said. „I looked through my suitcase."
„More than once.", Jungkook added.
„More than once.", Jimin confirmed. „And I searched the entire room."
„Did you check the car?", Taehyung suggested.
„I don't think it's there.", Jimin sighed. „I actually can't remeber when I saw it the last time.", he said and sat down on the bed.
„Try to remember.", Jungkook advised.
„We were in such a hurry with packing and all that I didn't even think about it anymore to be honest."
Taehyung shook his head. „Well that's bad."
„Don't be so negative.", Jungkook said.
„I'm pretty sure I left the phone at home somewhere. Which means, I don't have any way of contacting Soo Young. I don't know her number or her ID."
„You can always message her in the café though.", Jungkook said.
„That's true.", Taehyung said excitedely. For once Jungkook had a smart idea.
„See, I told you don't be so negative.", Jungkook smiled.
„What's taking you so long?", Sejin bursted into the room. He looked at the three guys who immediately got quiet. „What are you planning?", he asked them and squinted his eyes.
„Nothing.", Jungkook said, let his phone glide into his pocket and put his jacket on. „Are you guys ready?", he asked as if nothing had ever happened. And with that they left for dinner.
Kyungmin leaned in. His cheeks were red from all the alcohol we had tonight.
Our faces were only inches apart and I felt his breath that was drenched in the scent of soju.
Suddenly he closed the gap that was left between us. Our lips collided. I closed my eyes reflexively. A warm wave of comfort overtook my body.
Only a second later I realized what I was doing. I pushed Kyungmin away immediately.
I looked at him in shock. That was my first kiss. Did he really just steal my first kiss?
I wasn't sure what to say or what to do. We just looked at each other. Jimin briefly found his way into my head. I wished my first kiss had been him. But it was too late for that now.
Kyungmin backed off a little and I could see in his eyes he was unsure how to react. What had just happened?
I tried to gather my thoughts and tried to fight the urge to kiss him again. But why would I fight? From now on our friendship would be different. It could never be the same. He had kissed me. Why on earth did he kiss me, I thought. Did he drink so much?
Don't overthink, don't overthink, I told myself.
„I...", Kyungmin started off a sentence. But he got interrupted by me. I didn't want to resist him any longer. I kissed him and waited for him to kiss me back. For a second I was worried he didn't want this. But then I felt his hands on my body, pulling me closer and his kiss got deeper and more passionate.
I was drowning in his kisses. Never had I imagined I would kiss Kyungmin. Never. And I still wasn't sure why I was doing it. Or what this would mean for us - for our friendship. I forced myself to not think, to just give myself to him in this very moment. I wanted to melt in his arms, feel wanted and feel loved.
I explored Kyungmin's body, carefully. I didn't have much experience, none to be exact, I didn't know how to do this. And I didn't know where this was going.
After a while of kissing him, my brain slowly started to function again. And suddenly I was questioning whether this was what I really wanted.
We got interrupted by a staff of the karaoke bar, who told us that our time was up.
Kyungmin and I rushed away from each other, clearly being embarrassed of being caught in a moment like that.
We didn't talk on our way home. It was awkward. Was it worth it? I don't know. Would I kiss him again? Definetely. Should I kiss him again? Probably not.
Basically Kyungmin and I never talked about that kiss.
I was too shy to ask him about it. Plus we both had been so drunk, I was scared he had just kissed me because he wasn't thinking clearly that moment. Maybe we had both just needed someone for a moment. Maybe we wanted to feel close to someone. I don't even know.
It's not like I didn't like Kyungmin. Don't get me wrong. I already told you, he was gorgeous, he was nice, cute. Yea, he was pretty much perfect. And even though I felt attracted to him ever since that night, I didn't quite catch any feelings for him. I couldn't explain what it was. Probably someone called Jimin creeping around in my head.
Of course I couldn't forget about him.
I missed him. A lot. Stupid, as we only met one time. But that one time had such an impact on me, that I just couldn't forget about it. I tried hard, believe me. But nothing worked.
I even found myself listening to BTS songs just to be able to hear his voice. I closed my eyes when he sang and imagined he was right next to me. I was a lunatic, I admit it.
It was especially bad when his birthday came. Yes, I remebered his birthday and I was wondering what was he doing. But I kept his contact blocked. I didn't allow myself to be weak. If he didn't want to be with me, then there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. I gave up on him but I didn't give up on the fact that I couldn't lie to myself. I could tell myself as much as I wanted that I was over him. But deep inside myself, I knew that wasn't true. I had fallen for him in one night. Fallen hard. That wasn't something easily erased. Sadly.
Halloween came. My favorite holiday. I loved the costumes, pumpkins, just everything about it.
Kyungmin and I went to a halloween party in Itaewon. We went there every year and this year was no exception.
Things went pretty much back to normal between us. Not talking about the matter and simply ignoring it, worked out for us somehow. I had really thought it would be more weird seeing him and being with him. But luckily it wasn't. I didn't lose a friend. I was happy about that. I couldn't stand losing anybody else right now.
We were in the club dancing, I was dressed as a zombie version of Lara Croft. Kyungmin was a vampire. A really good-looking vampire indeed.
I felt how someone was approaching me, while I was dancing.
„Soo Young.", went a familiar voice. My heart started to race immediately. I was wondering if I was dreaming. I had to have imagined that voice. There was no way he was here.
I slowly turned around to see the guy behind me.
He was wearing a prince costume. Not really Halloween like. But he looked as charming as ever.
His hair had changed since the last time I saw him. The black locks he usually wore, were now dyed an ash blonde color that brought out his black eyes even more. He wore a golden mask, covering half of his face. But I still recognized him right away. There was no one like him. No one so beautful and stunning. He should've dressed as an angel, that would've fit him really well.
Whatever made me do it - I don't even know - but I rushed forward and clasped my arms around him.
„I wasn't sure you wanted to see me.", he giggled, seemlingly relieved by my reaction.
Oh right, I almost forgot. I was mad at him. But in this moment, I couldn't dare to let myself be mad. I couldn't ruin this one moment that god gave me - that moment with him.
It felt like there was no one else in the club. Only me and him. And time stood still.
Even though the music was pouncing some electro beats, we were dancing slowly. He was leading me, side to side, smiling at me with that smile I had missed so much. My heart couldn't stop racing and I couldn't keep myself under control. I felt like I was fainting. The stuffy air, the noise and the heat of his body made me dizzy. Oh, and the alcohol did it's rest.
I had to be in a dream. There was just no way possible, I was dancing with Jimin on Halloween in some club in Itaewon. Nothing made sense. And it didn't need to. What mattered was how relaxed and at ease I felt with him. How suddenly all the negativity from the last few weeks had disappeared.
We moved closer to each other, as close as we could get. I soaked up his beauty and wished he wouldn't wear that mask that was hiding his face. I reached out for his face, wanted to feel that doll like skin, smooth and warm underneath my fingers.
Jimin's gaze got more intense as he stared directly at me, hypnotizing me with the blackness of his eyes.
Our faces neared each other. I was ready for whatever was about to happen. I was ready to forgive him and I was ready to have my heart broken all over again.
A fist swooshed past my face and hit Jimin. He stumbled backwards, lost his balance and landed on the ground by the force that had hit him.
I gasped in disbelief and turned around only to see a fuming vampire Kyungmin, balling his fists, ready for a fight.
„What on earth are you doing?", I yelled against the music.
Kyungmin didn't look at me. He stared at Jimin on the ground, who was also watched by a bunch of other people in the club. This kind of attention wasn't good. Even though he was wearing a costume and a mask, people might've still be able to recognise him, just as I had been able to.
„What are YOU doing, is the question.", Kyungmin yelled back and only now looked at me. I tried to stand between him and Jimin. There wasn't much I could do to protect Jimin, but I needed to try at least. Kyungmin still looked like he would jump at him any second.
Jimin got back up on his feet, confused about what had just happened.
„I was just dancing.", I defended myself now. I didn't understand what was going on, why Kyungmin had snapped. I've never seen him like this before.
„You were almost eating that guy up.", he raged and pointed at Jimin who stood behind me, his angelic face already starting to bruise.
„So what?", I asked madly.
„You don't get it, do you?", Kyungmin just shook his head and left.
„Kyungmin wait.", I yelled after him. I wanted an explanation. I needed to talk to him. I wanted to run after him but it was Jimin who held me back.
„Soo Young.", he said with his soothing voice. „Please don't go. I just found you.", he said sounding somewhat desperate.
I looked at him and suddenly Kyungmin was almost forgotten. Whatever had bitten him tonight, it could wait. I could always talk to him tomorrow.
„We should get you some ice.", I said, observing his left cheek.
Prince Jimin who matched his user name ‚PrinceofBusan' today more than ever and me left the Halloween party behind and I went to get some ice in a near convenient store.
We found a somewhat abanoned alley. Well as abanoned as an alley could get in the middle of Itaewon. But it seemed fine for now - fine for him to reveal his beautfil face to me.
He took the ice I bought for him and held it to his cheek.
„I'm so sorry about Kyungmin.", I said teeth-gnashingly.
„He seems to be a little protective, huh.", Jimin chuckled. At least he could laugh in a situation like this. I wasn't sure I would be able to do so when someone had just hit me in the face.
„I don't know what has gotten into him.", I said.
„He probably likes you.", Jimin hit the nail on the head. „I would've done the same if I saw him snuggling up on you."
„No, you would'nt.", I said and slightly blushed.
But I couldn't just forgive him right now. After everything that happened. I needed some answers at least. He couldn't just show up out of nowhere and continue where he had left off.
„You look so beautiful tonight. Even more beautiful than I remember.", Jimin said smiling at me, the ice still in his face.
I blushed once again.
I could've returned that compliment in an instant. But I decided not to. For now.
„I guess we need to talk, hm?", I said.
Jimin sighed and looked to the ground. „I guess so.", he said with his melodic voice that was driving me crazy.
I wanted to throw my arms around him, cuddle up on his hard chest. But I forced myself to hold back. I needed to think clearly first.
„I mean, you just ghosted me.", I said bluntly. I needed to start this conversation from somewhere.
Jimin took a deep breath and stroke his blonde locks out of his eyes.
„I'm really sorry about everything.", he said. „I didn't mean to ghost you, I swear."
„Then why did you do it.", slight anger creeped into my voice.
„When I returned home that day after I dropped you off at work, our manager was there and well, let's say he wasn't amused about us."
„How did he know about us?"
„There was this picture..."
„A picture?", I interrupted him right away.
„A paparazzi or someone took a picture of us in front of my apartment building. You weren't recognizable though. Don't worry."
Yea, because that was what I would worry about...
I let him continue: „My management advised me not to talk to you anymore. They first wanted to clear my name in a way. They came up with some ridiculous story as of why I was with a girl. They said it was Kang Mina and that we were discussing details on the show."
„That's why they posted that picture of you two.", I said without realizing.
„You saw that?", he asked and looked a little uncomfortable.
I did not just admit that I had stalked him... I stayed quiet. I didn't want to make things worse.
„But that wasn't the reason for ghosting you.", he then quickly said.
„So you admit that you ghosted me?"
„No.", he shook his head which resulted in him hitting the ice against his bruise. He made a face as if he was in pain. „We left for Busan right away to film that show and I was planning on texting you or calling, despite what my manager told me. Really, I don't mind him being against this, being against us.", he shyly looked at the ground again and I was pretty sure now it was him who was blushing ever so slightly.
„But you didn't.", I stated.
„I know this will sound really stupid. And I hope you understand and don't take it the wrong way."
I was full of expectations of what he had to say.
„When I first talked to you, I got a second phone. I didn't give you my real number. I mean it was my real number in a way. It was my phone after all. But I didn't use my real phone to talk to you."
„Why?", I wanted to know as I didn't understand.
„Like I told you before, we sometimes get some crazy fans and I just couldn't give out my real contact to you."
„Because you were lying about your identity.", I spat.
He sighed. „Please don't hold this agaist me. I never intended to hurt you. I forgot my second phone at home when we left for Busan and I didn't have your contact information. So I couldn't call or text. But I messaged you on the internet café. You just never replied."
„You did?", I took my phone out and checked for messages. There actually was one. I didn't know why I never went on the café until now. Why I never saw that message. I felt stupid.
„When we returned back to Seoul, I messaged you immediately. But it appears you've blocked me already."
„Oh..., yea, I actually did block you."
„I added you on my main account, but I was too nervous to text. I didn't know where we stood. I thought maybe you didn't like me. Maybe you were already over me and didn't want anything to do with me."
Like that was likely to happen...
„You could've tried.", I said somewhat sad.
„I know.", he admitted. „I know it was stupid of me. I was thinking of ways to get to you. Like I could show up at your work place. But I didn't want to seem like some crazy obsessed stalker. I wanted us to meet naturally."
„How did you know I would be here tonight? Or was this a coincidence?"
„It wasn't.", he smiled. „I saw on your kakaotalk that you posted this party and that's why I went. I was so happy when I saw you. I really wanted to talk to you."
I could do nothing else but smile stupidly.
„I really want to have a chance with you Soo Young. Please believe me."
„What about your manager?", I heard myself asking.
„Don't worry about him. I will handle that.", he said full of confidence. „Will you give me a chance?", he asked.
I looked him deeply in the eyes, searching for the truth that lay withtin them. I couldn't get enough of this view. He was stunning.
He wore some eyeshadow that made his eyes seductive, his pouty lips were shiny like before and looked so delicious I was longing to kiss them, longing to taste him. I had to get a hold of myself. I couldn't behave like some animal and throw myself at him. Have some dignity, girl, I told myself.
„Is that really what you want?", I needed him to confirm.
„That's all I want. You know I always had everything. Fame, money. I'm living my dream every day. I shouldn't be selfish and ask for more. But you know what I never had? I never had anyone like you. Someone who is so genuine and easy to talk to.", he said.
I was baffled. How could he be so straight forward?!
„I think I already fell in love with you, Soo Young."
I felt how my face was burning hot even though it was quite cold outside.
„Maybe it's too early to say. I've never experienced something like this before.", he admitted. „I don't know what this is, what those feelings are. I'm happy whenever I talk to you and I'm happy when I think of you. I missed our time together. It was only one night but it was meaningful to me. I feel like I can be myself when I'm with you."
I wasn't good with words. Really, I wasn't. I was somewhat speechless. What would be a good thing to say?
„I really like your blonde hair.", I heard myself say. Well, that definetely wasn't something good..
My words made him smile brightly. „Really? I was scared you might not like it.", he said.
I shook my head. I didn't think there was any hair color that would make him less attractive.
„It looks really beautiful.", I said. „You look really beautiful.", I added hesitantly.
„It warms my heart when you compliment me.", he answered.
He carefully took my hand into his. Is that what it felt like? Warm and comfortable? I felt at ease just like the last time I was with him. He was so easy to forgive. He was so easy to love.
„Will you do me the honor and accompany me to my castle?", he said and bowed, matching his costume.
I blinked at him.
„I could also take you back to the party, if you'd like.", he added quickly. He looked uncertain about what he had suggested.
„I would love to be alone with you.", I said and smiled at him.
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