I stretched out my arms and legs as I opened my eyes and let out a small squeal.
I twisted around and squealed again.
If it doesn't look like an exorcism; you're not stretching right.
Good morning to meeeee.
My heart skipped a little as I remembered that I was in fact cuffed to Jimin- and, was asleep beside him.
I turned to see Jimin blissfully sleeping in a foetal position. He looked absolutely adorable.
I poked his cheek and whispered "Wakey wakey..." But he didn't even flinch.
I stared at his soft skin, imagining what it would be like to run my finger along his features- come to think of it, Jimin was right, I do stare at his face whenever he falls asleep in my apartment... I mean, who wouldn't? He looks so angelic- so Ethereal.
He looked so peaceful and beautiful- but I noticed that his eyes were a little puffy... Looked like he couldn't sleep very well.

Sorry, but he has to woken up, we have things to do.
"Jimin. JIMIN."
"HmM?." He replied- well, groaned.
"It's time to get up. We have a lot of evil to do today!" I said excitedly as I 'bopped' the tip of his nose with my index finger.
His eyes fluttered open and he softly smiled, "Okay. But let's order breakfast in, I can't be bothered to go through the hassle of trying to prepare something. Let's order McDonalds."
"Oki, do it soon, I'm starving. Hey, You know they didn't have McDonalds delivery back in England? It was terrible." I chuckled.
He raid his eyebrows and nodded in agreement with my comment.

"Sena~" Jimin sang.
Great, the day just began and I'm already too uneasy function.
"Yes, Jimin?" I stuttered.
"You know you were practically glued to me last night." He smirked.
"No I wasn't." I said in a high pitched tone.
"Yes you were." He insisted with a grin plastered across his face.
"Absolutely was not. I think I know what I did. Do you have proof? Any witnesses? I don't think so." I committed to my lie so hard that I believed it too.

He stopped grinning.
Victory.
He turned away for a moment, "...Well... I guess you could call this proof."
"...Well, then I don't recall." I was stuck, worried.
He turned back to me holding his phone out.
"YOU TOOK A PHOTO?" I yelled at him, scrambling for his phone.
"Gimme!" I reached for it, but he kept moving his arm away.
"Jimin delete that!" I ordered.
"No, I'm going to keep it. Don't worry no one will see, and I already sent you the photo too. It can be our photo ^^ the only photo in the world that only the two of us get to see." He said smiling goofily.
I let out a strange noise out of frustration.
"This is unfair, you have so much leverage on me and I have nothing on you." I rolled my eyes.
"Yup, and let's keep it that way." He grinned, getting up- forcing me to follow.
Being cuffed is difficult.

Our breakfast arrived and we attempted to accept it in the most "non-strange" way possible, Jimin tried to hide behind the door as I paid for and accepted the food. The delivery boy was young, well, early 20s I guess. He had dark brown hair and round eyes, he had a unique charm.
"All this for you?" He asked.
"Yup." I said, popping my lips at the 'P'.
"That's... A lot of food for one girl." He laughed.
"Yeah, well I guess I'm really hungry today." I nervously laughed.
"Haha okay, enjoy, tell me if you need anything else, okay?" He winked.
"Noooo I'm fine, thanks." I said in a high pitched tone (think Amanda Bynes in She's the man).
I quickly closed the door shut.
I turned to see Jimin with a huge fake smile, "That was pleasant." He sarcastically said, grabbing the bags from me and walking towards one of the desks.
I laughed at him, "Why? What's wrong? You jealous because he's tall?"
"Pshhht, why would I be jealous? I'm 'bloody amazing', I can get people pregnant just by staring at them..." He smirked.
Wait. Oh no. He did not.
PARK JIMIN YOU DID NOT FIND MY OLD WATTPAD.
"-Yep, that's right. I found your old wattpad." He widely smiled.
"What's wattpad?..." I asked
"Sounds uh InTereSTing..." I tensed my face. Shit shit shit shit.
"Sena, what else are you hiding, I mean I thought the fan fiction was cute but dude you also stole my underwear so..." He moved his hands up and down as if they were scales.
"Uhhhh.... Nothing, I'm hiding nothing." I nervously said as I stuffed my chicken burger into my face and pressed play on Netflix.
My hands were clammy and I was shaking, he read those two atrocious stories omgomgomgo go go,gogm GUYS I CANT
I started choking on my food, "are you ok?" He asked, handing me my drink.
"YE- *choke* I'm fine... It's all *cough* good" I managed to wheeze out.

We proceeded in silence, watching the Big Bang theory with Korean subtitles,
"So I sent a group text out to Bangtan, telling them to come here tonight." He said as he took another bite out of his burger.
"Oh okay, that's good. We'll be uncuffed soon." I lied, this was nice, but I know that nothing lasts forever- especially if it's something you like.
"...So, I was thinking that after we argue, we should 'make up' and maintain a professional... A distant... A neutral? We should act normal... I mean right now-"
He interrupted my blabbing, "Until after our tour, keep it neutral. It makes sense. We have a lot of work to do, and time to think would be good... Besides, you'll be touring with us as hour translator- so it would be risky..."

After cleaning up the apartment, we spent our remaining hours doing simple things; we played with each others hair, we played top trumps, snap, thumb wars, and even some form of pictionary.
It was nice.
During our last hour we sat on the sofa, doing nothing.
We just sat there, side by side.
I, enjoying his company- hoping he was enjoying mine.

There was a knock on the door.

We exchanged a glance before getting up. He nodded at me, signalling 'let's do this'.
We greeted Bangtan with straight faces, my eyes drifted over each of their expressions- ranging from worried to excited.
I realised that Hana and Sungra were also here, standing side by side at the back.
Jimin stepped to the side, gesturing everyone into the apartment.
Everyone took a seat. The atmosphere was strange, there was a mixture of anticipation, guilt and discomfort in the air.
Hosoek clapped his hands together before beginning, "So... How have you both been?" He said in a nervous tone, trying to tiptoe around the topic.
"Ok." Jimin answered, his eyelids drooping over his eyes- making him seem as mad as he intended to be.
Almost fooling me too.
"Please, uncuff us now. I need to shower..." I said, tugging on the chain while staring at Namjoon. I knew he had the key.
He slowly got up and made his way to us, he exchanged looks with the rest of them- all of them nodding. Accepting defeat.
"Guys, we're sorry... We just..." Yoongi drifted off.
Namjoon handed the key over to Jimin.
He used the key to free us from the chains that allowed me to have some of the best times of my life.
In sync, we both ran our fingers across our newly freed wrists, checking for bruising or pain- or just relief in general.
Then, stepped away from each other and began arguing.
"Finally. I didn't think I could stand another second that close to you." I spat, pointing at his chest.
"Oh is that so? I just wasted TWO DAYS by your side, when I could have been practising and preparing- but no, I had to babysit you because you were being moody AF. What, were you on your period or something?" He fired back.
"I DIDNT ASK FOR THIS YOU KNOW." I yelled back, pushing him.
He frowned and stamped out of my apartment.
I let out a squeal of frustration and left the living room.
After hurrying to my room, I quickly changed my top, grabbed a jacket, and also stormed out.
- ignoring the silent crowd with surprised expressions scattered across my living room.

I was going to head to the gym next door, but that's too close to everyone else, Jimin wouldn't have gone there. My guess is, Jimin went to the park. I quickly made my way there, it was starting to get dark so I wanted to find him fast.

I messaged him:
Where did you go?

I continued towards our bench, periodically checking my phone for a reply- nothing.
I saw the bench in the distance, but it was empty. I felt my heart sink into my stomach.
Guess I thought wrong... I wish we discussed our rendezvous point earlier.
I was just about to turn around and head home when I felt a hand strongly grip my shoulder.
Just as a scream was about to a escape my mouth, he whispered- "Shh it's me, dork." I turned around to find a goofy Jimin.
"ARE YOU INSANE? I almost had a heart attack!" I complained while lightly slamming my fists into his chest, half angrily and half jokingly.
"Okay okay, I'm sorry chill" He raised his hands up in surrender while smiling.
"So, how was my acting? Pretty good huh?" He smirked.
I rolled my eyes and pulled on a Strand of his hair.
"Ouch! What was that for?" He said while massaging his scalp.
"That, was for using the period card. Jerk..." I whispered the last bit.
Yes I was being moody back then, but my period is actually due to start in a day or so....
"Okay okay I'm sorry, I was just committing to the role... How can I make it up to you?" He said with a cute smile.
"Hmm... You owe me a wish."

We sat down on the bench, side by side, almost as if we were still cuffed together.
"Well, I guess that's over with. Now we have to work..." I sighed, his 'sick days' were over.
"Yeah... I guess it is." He agreed as he fidgeted with his hands.
The air was cool, it felt crisp and clean on my face, but it wasn't cold, it was refreshing.
I took a deep breath.
"Jimin."
He turned to face me, "yeah?"
"What do we do?" I quietly forced myself to ask the one of the two questions I was terrified of.
He exhaled and softly smiled before replying, "I don't know, you'll help me out with English, I'll see you when we tour..." I looked down at the floor, yeah I guess that's what we would do, he looked at me and smiled again -"We'll sneak off to the park, maybe catch a late night movie... Find a crummy little cafe that no one goes to and just hang out there... For now."
I smiled and nodded.

Now, I had to force myself to ask the second question that I was terrified of, I stared at the ground, I couldn't look at him.
"Jimin..." I took a deep breath.
"Hm?" He signalled for me to continue.

"What exactly... are we?"
-And I was met with silence, yeah, that's what I thought.

"I'm not sure." He admitted.
He reached for my hand and held it between both of his, I turned to look at him.
(Gosh Jimin why are you so dramatic...) I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.

"...But whatever we are... I like it." He said as he squeezed my hand.

A/N HELLOOOOOOO IM SORRY IM A SUCKY AUTHOR AND SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER WAS SHORT.
I thought that I should at least update something before my exams start. I've been revising a lot and sixth form is so tiring ugh.
Next chapter will be longer! I promise ^^
Thank you for reading, like wow you've made it this far into my story like ty ty ty ty ☃💜💜💜💜
Feel free to correct any grammar or spelling, I haven't really gone over this much.
Imma revise some more now. Peace out.