Screwed Up

I looked at him. "You don't. I'm screwed up, I'm too much to handle...." he said. "You're not screwed up." I said. "You just have so much emotions bottled up inside of you....." I uttered.

"Well I trained myself to be that way. No one cared about my feelings...........except you...." he whispered. "Well I am you wife after all....." I scooted closer to him. I leaned my head on his chest.

"Your emotions are meant to be felt, not kept inside." I spoke drawing little patterns on his revealed chest.

He sighed and squeezed me tightly. "Don't hide
Your emotions from me ok...." I looked at him. "I promise." He kissed my forehead, sending butterflies in my stomach. Silence filled the room. I was still laying in his arms.

"Do you like Jimin?" He asked, out of the blue. I hesitated. He glanced at me with a sigh. "No." I replied quickly. "Why?" He questioned shocking me completely. "He's perfect. He's rich. He's handsome. He's sweet. And he's in love with you." He listed out. Was he asking me why I'm not in love with Jimin?

I was silent. "Well.......I think already like someone......" I muttered quietly inching closer to him. "You do....." he spoke, glancing at my eyes then at my lips. I slowly nodded. He suddenly crashed his lips onto mine. It took me by surprise but I couldn't resist him. I responded to the kiss. He cupped my cheek gently. It sent sparks flying through my body. What was this amazing feeling.

He grabbed my thigh and swung it over his lap. Now I was straddling him. Before I could say anything he morphed his lips together with mine again. I ruffled my fingers through his hair, and he shoved his tongue into my mouth. Exploring every inch of it. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his were on my waist pulling me closer to him. The kiss was so sweet. So irresistible. So amazing.

After a couple of days I haven't seen Jimin at all. I worried about him. So I decided to drop by his apartment. "We won't tell Jungkook about this ok Jackson?" I spoke. "Alright but didn't he ask you where you we're going?" He asked. "Yes but I don't want him to get upset. That's why I didn't tell him." I spoke. "I won't tell him, only because you asked." He said. I smiled and rang his doorbell.

After few moments, he opened the door. He looked sleepy. "I'm sorry did I wake you?" I asked. "No no it's ok...." he smiled and lived aside so I can come in.

His apartment was so clean and tidy. Just like him. "I haven't seen you these few days.....is everything ok?" I asked, sitting with him on the couch. "Yeah......I've been avoiding you...." he said bluntly. I raised an eyebrow, then I remembered he confessed. "Look Jimin I'm sorry, but.....I'm married." I spoke looking down. He frowned sadly. "I know," he said. He raised his hand to touch my cheek for a moment. I was stunned. He was leaning in but I put my hand over his lips. "I'm sorry." I spoke. "We can still be great friends..." I suggested.

"I don't think I'll ever be able to be....just friends.....with you....." he spoke still touching my cheek. "I'm sorry, I have to go." I said quietly. I hugged him for a moment taking him by surprise. But he hugged back. "Keep well." I spoke and left his apartment.

As I closed the door and spun around I bumped into a hard chest. Oh no. He grabbed my wrist and pushed me against the wall. I looked up at him and I thought he'd be angry but.......he looked hurt....

"Jungkook I-" he cut me off. "I really don't understand you sometimes..." he released my wrist and walked away leaving me in the hall.