"Let her? Why? Just so you can run after her and fix the heart you broke? Jimin stop. Stop being so fucking ignorant. It seems like you're forgetting, so let me remind you. You're in a relationship, with a beautiful, kind girl. Not everyone can trust their significant other so much to let them even go as far as marrying a different person." I explained to him.

"Please, stop creating such weird situations, you're making everyone feel uncomfortable. If Seulgi walked in and saw this, she'd feel so so stupid. She'd think we've been doing things behind her back while all she's done is be accepting of the situation." I finished.

I pushed him away and went to grab what I actually came for which were the chicken shop flyers.

"Fine, then let's get back to normal." Jimin stated, making me turn around.

"Now what's that supposed to mean-"

"Don't talk to me unless necessary. If you do make sure to talk respectfully and strictly formal. Don't breathe too loudly- you get the point. Just don't exist in my life." He told me, walking out the room.

"Right cause fuck my condition huh." I cursed. Ah that feelings back, that hatred for him, what was I even thinking feeling so weirdly... I don't mind going back to normal, who cares. I am getting paid to be his assistant so whatever.

We ordered food and ate in silence.

4 days later

It was our last day here, we were going to return to Korea early in the morning. Me and Jimin kept our distance, he spent every day with Seulgi so we wouldn't run into each other much either. Me and Taehyung would go touring the city, who knows the next time we'll come here, together.

The door bell rang, knowing it was Seulgi I opened it for her. It was normal for her to come over, only this time she was in tears.

"Unnie, what's wrong?" I asked, quickly running to get tissues for her. Jimin heard her sobs and ran out the room to see what happened.

"YESEUL WHAT DID YOU DO?!" He screamed.

"What- bitch, I did nothing." I felt offended at his accusation.

"Baby, I-I lost my plane ticket." She cried.

"It's ok we can get you another one." Jimin assured her.

"Our plane is the only plane flying tomorrow, I would have to wait until the next day but we have a really important schedule on the exact day we land and I can't miss it otherwise I'll get into big trouble. Chim what do I do..." she cried more.

"It's ok."

"You can just take Yeseul's ticket."

"Excuse me." I raised my eyebrow. I've been waiting a whole week to see my mum and he's telling me what? I have to wait another day? AS FUCKING IF.

"Yes you're excused you can go." Jimin shoved me away.

"Yeseul, is that really ok?" Seulgi unnie asked with her teared up eyes. Ah don't look at me like that. I shut my eyes in annoyance.

"Yeah sure. I'll book a ticket for the next day," I sighed, going into my room. For fucksake.

Next day

OOTD:

"Yeseul this really isn't fair on you." Taehyung pouted, hugging me as they were about to leave the house to go to the airport.

"I know it isn't. But what can I do? I work for an asshole." I rolled my eyes just thinking about him.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow." He said, waving goodbye. Jimin came into the living room with his suitcase, I walked him to the door because I needed to lock it after they left.

"Bye." He told me, turning around to look at me.

"Fuck off." I replied, shutting the door in his face. YoU cAn juSt tAKe YeSeUls tiCkeT. What about my choice and what I want? Why does he say things I have to unwillingly agree to? Ughh that boy.

I called my mum to inform her about the whole situation, I had to lie and say that I had lost my ticket so I would come a day later. She didn't look so well...

I didn't feel like staying at home all alone so I went on a long drive, out of the city we were residing in.

"I miss Korea." I talked to myself, turning on some music to vibe to. The wind ran through my hair while the sun managed to make my dark brown eyes glow like a bowl of honey. The car suddenly slowed down confusing me.

"No no no not here..." I cursed at myself for not looking at the fuel gauge which indicated that I was currently running out, in a completely different city.

"Ah fuck I have no one to call for help." I facepalmed, managing to at least park it to the side before stepping out the car. Luckily I wasn't deserted, like I was in the middle of a pretty crowded road with people shopping here and there.

On my phone I searched up for nearby garages for vehicle assistance. I needed someone to bring me a good tank of fuel because I would need quite a lot to get back to the city our house was in.

Since they said it would take at least half an hour for them to arrive, I decided to venture round the new city for a bit. It was a long market, the presence of people putting me at ease even though I was alone. I walked up to a accessory stall.

"Aw, their success really made it all the way here." I cooed at the adorable BTS bracelet, feeling weirdly proud. It had their little logo on it with their initials on each bracelet. I just, happened to pick up the one with J on it. Immediately my mind drifted to Jimin, maybe I could buy one for-

Ew no. I could get one for Jungkook or even Jin oppa or even Hoseok oppa. Not Jimin no Yeseul stop it.

"For a pretty lady like you, I'll half the price." The woman running the stall said to me. I looked up surprised at the sudden conversation.

"Ah, I'm not buying, just, looking around?" I said unsure of myself even saying the right words. The woman chuckled, grabbing my arm, opening my palm before gently placing the bracelet on it.

"Take it."

She smiled, making me thank her for the gift. I walked around a bit more until I received a call from the garage place. They said that they were here so I quickly ran back to the place I had left the car.

"Hi sorry I wondered off." I apologised, before he helped me fill up the car. The man looked fairly young, a bit ill, a little dirty, he kinda smelled like, camels. Ah right, there was a camel farm near here, maybe he works there.

I pulled out my wallet and counted the money I needed to give to him until he suddenly grabbed my hand.

"Please, I need food, and money. Can't you just give me all of it?" He asked, looking at my money.

"No, I can't." I replied, I can't just give all of it to him. He suddenly got extremely agitated, ripping off the bandage on my chest in pure anger. I had no idea what he was trying to do but the way he pulled it off hurt like a bitch.

He used all his strength to push me on the floor before running with the money I had in my hand. His hands had come in straight contact with my stitches, which couldn't be good for someone who was as, dirty as him. His hands had obviously not been washed in ages, oh the germs.

"Ah let's just get back home." I said to myself, trying to brush off the sudden situation. I drove all the way back to the house, feeling hungry I had got some food from the little money I had left on me, on the way home.

I arrived at the house only to see the door slightly open. But I definitely locked it... Already really scared from the incident that happened during the day, I had to take a safety precaution. I grabbed a flower pot from the side and held it in my hand while walking inside.

My slow steps allowed me to at least open the door to see the living room. Seeing it empty made me sigh of relief.

"Hi."

I flinched and dropped the pot surprised at the voice behind me.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHH."

I screamed as loud as I could before trying to run out the house, I didn't even wanna look behind me to see whoever broke in. My wrist was grabbed and I was pulled back, into a warm hug.

"Relax."

"It's just me wifey."