(Bella) 

I was not able to get a hold of Jimin and had to wait until Tuesday evening, when he usually came over to my apartment. His face was beaming like a child's when he walked in, and I was reminded of why he was so dear to my heart.

"Bella!" he exclaimed with a big smile. He hugged me tightly. "You'll never guess what! I was chosen to perform a modern dance solo at the arts showcase next month! Can you believe it? The modern dance solos always, always go to seniors, but they chose me!" I hopped back as he pirouetted in the living room.

"Congratulations!" I said, and I truly meant it. "Of course they chose you! You are phenomenal! Look at how quickly you caught up after your injury. Your ankle is okay now, right?"

He nodded, still smiling. "Yes, yes. It's all healed. I'm sorry that I couldn't take your calls these past few days. I was practicing almost nonstop, and the auditions were yesterday. And see? I made it!"

"I always knew you were talented," I said.

"Thank you for being so positive and supportive these past few weeks," he said. "I know I can always count on you." Without warning, he threw his arm around my shoulders and pulled me in for a rough kiss. When he came up for air, he said huskily, "Let's go celebrate in your room." He kissed my ear. "Please."

Just then, Cindy walked out of her room. "Oh! I'm sorry," she said. "I didn't know you'd be here...in the living room."

Jimin smiled at her. "That's okay. We're actually going to Bella's room." He gave me a smoldering look and pulled me into my room.

The last thing I saw was Cindy's stunned, open-mouthed look before Jimin slammed the door behind us.

"Now, let's get these off," he murmured, fumbling with the buttons on my shirt.

I put my hand over his. "Wait."

He smiled. "You want me to go first? Okay." He began undoing his jeans.

"Wait," I said again and placed my hand over his to stop him. Unfortunately, that meant that my hand was directly on the part of his body I was trying to keep covered. Oh, no!

His eyes clouded over. He pressed my hand tighter against his body and with his other hand, he pulled me by the neck into a ferocious almost painful kiss.

I pushed him away. "Jimin! Wait! Please."

It took him a while to regain his senses. "What is it?"

I took another step away from him. "You don't really want to do this with me."

He gave me a confused look. "Uh...yeah, I do. I've been waiting forever for this moment. Don't you want to?"

"No," I said. "Let's just sit for a minute. We need to talk."