5:00am- I Hate U

5:00am- I hate u

Inspired by “I Hate U by SZA” 

Jimin

Two weeks. That’s how long it had been since you heard a thing from him. You knew what you were getting yourself into as you reminisced on the way things started. You mindlessly trying to let loose and experience things because as your friends told you that’s what life is about; experiences. Losing sleep and sitting up going over all the things you could have done to make things better than they currently were and weighing the good over the bad because you really really hated what Jimin was making you feel over fleeting moments that held nothing. Empty promises and heat of the moment love confessions but none of it was real; lost in the world he curated to make you believe he did nothing wrong and you were always being dramatic.

A knock sounds on your front door and you shoot up at the noise. Opening the door to see the person you could not get your mind off for the life of you.

“Hey.” He greeted with a grin, leaning his weight on the door gazing at you intently to let him in. Jimin knew you would and you knew too. You were bold and morally solid until he came around to snap you out of it.

“Where have you been?” You inquired, an ironic smile on your face because while you felt relief at the sight of him you hated how he showed up only when he wanted to.

“Around. Why? Miss me, princess?” His hand inched towards the plush skin of your cheek caressing the skin tenderly. You remain wordless, expanding the space so he could cross the threshold into your apartment. His eyes never falter from your form, his hands laying on your waist while you shut the door behind your back.

“Don’t be like that, you know you want me here.” His finger brushes your hair from your face, breath hitching at his touch after such prolonged absence of it.

“I don’t think-”

He shakes his head, laughing and stroking your sides while pressing you against him.

“That’s your problem.” His lips meet your cheek trailing down to the corner of your mouth.

“You trouble yourself with silly little thoughts in that pretty little head of yours.”

His eyes are dulcet, sweeter than anything you have ever known as he lures you into his trap. Jimin’s hands guide yours to his chest, laying them there before his demeanor shifts swiftly, no longer sweet but newly dark and dripping with lust. You hate yourself for the shiver that crawls up your spine and the involuntary press of your thighs in response to his arousing presence.

“Don’t you see what you do to me, baby?” His mouth is inches from yours meeting your plump lips with his in a scorching kiss while his hands wander to your ass knowing the moan that will come from you at the gesture and he stands correct when you react to his touch smiling at the effect he has on you. Jimin’s hands find the back of your thighs to loop your legs around his waist as he walks you over to your bedroom stripping you of your shorts and tank top as you lay beneath him stripped of things other than your clothes. Stripped of the wall you worked so hard on building up before he decided to show up on his own time to make you malleable to his every word, never listening enough to let you say that you wanted more than he was giving you, deserved better than what he was giving you. He was a habit you could not shake no matter how hard you tried and you hated yourself for coming up short every attempt and more than anything you hated him for manipulating you into doing exactly as he directed. Spreading and bending backwards at his commands because for the goodness in your heart and the lack of it in him you never wanted him to be mad at you. You were left worn out while he basked in his satisfaction.

“You know I care about you, right?”

He said as you laid on your side with the duvet wrapped around your naked form, you rolled your eyes.

“No, you don’t.”

You were livid, no amount of pleasure was enough to cover the sorrow he caused you.“What?” He declared, grimly. 

“You don’t ghost someone you supposedly care about for two fucking weeks!”You swing your legs off of the bed, taking the duvet with you to make up for your lack of clothing. “I’m not allowed to have a life apart from you, now?” His tone came out accusingly making it seem like you were unreasonably upset.“That’s not what I said.”You pull a sweatshirt on hastily, unable to be in the room with him anymore.“Then what the hell are you saying? I admit I care about you and this is what I get?”Heat overtakes you at the anger his words cause.“Oh fuck you!  Don’t you dare make yourself the victim here when all you do is manipulate me into doing what you want me to.” You shout, storming out of the room as Jimin remains hot on your trail, hand grasping your arm to stop you before you tear your arm away.

“Two weeks? I waited and was ignored by you for two weeks for you to show up at the asscrack of dawn to get your dick wet and now you wanna lie to me and say you care about me?”

Your fists are hitting at his bare chest before you can control yourself as tears flood your vision and your back hits the hard surface of the wall. Jimin’s hands pin your wrists to the wall restricting you as you shout at him incessantly.

“Calm the fuck down!” His tone startles you and you’re sure you’ll be getting complaints from your neighbors for all the yelling coming from your apartment. Your nostrils flare at him, seething anger at just the sight of him.

“I hate you.” You grit out, the words not enough to explain the fire igniting in your chest at the position he put you in. The position of loving his presence, granting him the power to make you feel on top of the world amidst the ordinary state you were usually in. He made you lose yourself in the lie of whatever shitty dynamic you two played part in and you hated him for it.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

JIMIN | GQ Korea

I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.

Melissa Cox (via thoughtkick)

I fixed it im so dumb lol

Jimin- 9:39pm

You hated liking people. Liking someone meant setting expectations for them and the pain of the person not meeting said expectation hurt less than when you subconsciously created it. The knock to your window has you getting up to open it to your raven-haired friend, Jimin.

“Hey. Sorry I’m late. Had to wait for my parents to fall asleep.”

You nodded, feeling heat rush to your face as you looked up at him before turning away to plop down on your mattress.

“I don’t want to pressure you into doing anything you don’t wanna do.”

In a compulsive state of mind you admitted to Jimin that you never had your first kiss. You despised the thought of going into your freshman year of college not yet having your first kiss so you asked him, thinking he’d tell you to fuck off and not talk to you for the rest of the night but he didn’t. You couldn’t help but think he felt bad for you. You kept your nose in your books all throughout highschool, finding little to no interest in any of the boys there and now you were stuck reaping what you’d sown.

“Nah. I want to.” He takes a seat next to you on the mattress.

This should calm you down. His words should make you feel better. This will be over before you know it and you’ll be walking across the stage with your diploma in hand but your stomach was in your ass and here he was, standing in your room.This was not even close to being over. His thumb caresses the skin on your thigh that is exposed since you were only clad in an oversized tee shirt and socks to cover your cold feet.

“How was your day?” His breath wafts against your face as you tear your surprised gaze away from his hand, looking into his dark eyes that you swore couldn’t get any darker but they proved you deadly wrong in the moment. The scarcely lit room made him look angelic like a figure you had made up in your head that you were imagining.

“It was pretty chill.” You breathed out.

His finger reached out to touch your braid that he tucked behind your ear softly with a smile on his face.

“Did you read like you said you would?”

You did. Finishing the book you made a dent in just hours ago.

“Yeah. W-what’d you do all day?”

His hand lifts from your thigh, grasping your arms that rested awkwardly folded in your lap to wrap them around his neck with a devious curl gracing his plump lips.

“I thought a lot.”

You tilted your head in curiosity.

“What about?”

Jimin laughs at your worried face, wanting to kiss the look right off of your face while he is attempting to take things one baby step at a time.

“What I’ve been hiding from you.”

The way the words dripped from his lips made you nervous. Had you come off as creepy? You didn’t care all that bad about having your first kiss but you needed a reason to get him alone and telling him that you had never touched your lips with someone else's was easier than admitting your feelings for him.

“Hmm? You’re kind of scaring me.”

His face barely an inch from yours now had you feeling vulnerable and pathetic. Was this a setup for him to laugh in your face?

“I kinda-like like you. Is that okay?”

You couldn't believe your ears. Honestly over the moon but you took this as an opportunity to joke.

“Kiss me first and I'll let you know.”

And he does until your head spins and you fall asleep in his arms.

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