It's been 2 hours and Jimin is still locked outside.

The Flashbacks from that night, won't stop replaying in my head.

I can't help but let the tears drop down onto the bed sheet.
It was easier said than done. I'm not over it.
What I need right now is kdramas and k-pop to keep me distracted. Unfortunately, I don't have any electrical device to use at the moment.

"Minseo open the door!" Jimins fists bang on the glass continuously. I raise my head to give him a good stare before walking to the door and opening it.

A very angry Jimin steps into the quiet room, his dark eyes remained on mine. Finally, I set my eyes off his and turn around "don't touch me." I command. I noticed him moving his hand away from the corner of my eye. Well, he listened for once.

"Minseo-"

"Don't say my name either. I'm not in the mood for you right now, so just leave."

I hear a sad sigh "okay, I'm sorry." His bicep skinned my shoulder, leaving a tingling sensation on the spot when he walked straight past me. I watched as his back retreated out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

Well, that was unexpected. I should lock him up more often if I want to get him to obey my commands.

Sighing, I lay down in bed. Only to jump back up the instant the door slammed open "fuck this," a pissed off Jimin stormed towards the bed and hovered over me "what-"

He suddenly crashes his lips onto mine. I stare at him wide eyed. Is he planning on raping me again?

Tears prick my eyelids "Jimin stop." I try to say during the rough kiss, it came out more like a muffled choke.

He finally pulled away, gasping for air "don't worry, I won't make the same mistake again." I don't budge. He drops down beside me and circles his muscular arm around my waist.
I stir a little "please, don't. Just for 5 minutes I promise." He whispered soothingly. I let out a light sigh before settling down.

He buries his face into the crook of my neck, planting a soft kiss on the spot.
"I know words can't fix what I did to you, but I truly am sorry. I mean it from the bottom of my heart minseo." I remain silent, he doesn't continue.

Our steady breaths fill the air. This is wrong, but damn it feels so right.

Just as he promised, 5 minutes later he let go. Instantly I felt cold and uncomfortable. I then drift off to sleep.

The next morning I woke up alone. Today was completely different. It seemed as if everything has changed since last night. After washing up, I go downstairs to eat something for breakfast. The house was dead quiet.

Walking to the fridge, I grab the bottle of milk. I turn around and jump in fright. There stood a shirtless Jimin. I exhale deeply with my hand on my chest. His face is emotionless. I pour myself some cereal in a bowl, along with milk before taking a seat and shoving a spoonful in my mouth.

I watch carefully as he walks to the kitchen counter and picks himself an apple from the fruit basket. I wanna break his face with that apple.

"So..am I being ignored or.."

Then he walks out. Completely ignoring my presence. I stare at the wall dumbstruck. What the hell? I swear he apologised to me last night. It was not a dream.

I repeat, it was not a dream.

Author:

I'm gonna have to stop here I'm afraid. Does anyone else here know that piss-taking feeling when you have a writers block?

Cause I freaking got one right now and It's really irritating.

Speak engrish everybady. Tis cool.

Jimins hair sushsjsn I cennot even.