You:
Can you give me a ride home, Jimin sshi? |

Before you could send the message, your phone suddenly died down. You've run out of batteries. And you didn't bring a charger with you, so you rushed to the nearest convenience store to restore even a few bars.

You saw the steamer filled with hotdogs and siopao. You felt hungry, so hungry that you heard your stomach growl. But you said to yourself: "I'll just ask my master to feed me..."

You went back to walking outside. The city at the dark of the night is making you anxious. Your head turned left and right to be safe. But then a group of men are in the middle of the sidewalk, extorting money from the skimpy-dressed, scared lady. These guys are on to something bad! You thought. You tried to pass them over as quickly as you could because, for now, your next stop is the bus station before going home.

But they noticed you. Smells like trouble!

"Lady," one stinky man called. "How about you entertain us for a while? I'll even give you allowance to get you back home?" Another ugly man even winked at you, rubbing his crotch. You shook your head with that worried look on your face, and you're about to walk away. One of those goons grabbed your arm. You gave them a mean look, and you try to shake them off. But this man is too strong.

You shouted for help, but his strong hand covered your mouth, and you could smell cigarette on his palm. You groaned. You dangled your legs to try to kick the man in the balls.

"Yah!" a familiar, handsome, Busan-accent voice called.

The idiots froze when the guy with the beanie pulled out a gun, then they let go of you. Now you saw them raising their hands. You realized who he was.

Upon recognizing the guy in front of you, you grabbed his arm with the revolver and walked away from those thugs.

"What are you doing here, Jimin sshi!?" you asked, frustrated.

"I thought I was gonna help you!" he irritatingly responded. Stomping his feet, both his fists clenched down.

It looked like you interrupted his brewing fight between those uglies. But you hugged him.

"Jimin sshi!! Don't get yourself into trouble!" You begged.

He caresses your head.

"I... don't wanna get my kitten into trouble." He then chuckled. Damn, that deep voice is making your panties wet! "We're still gonna play later," he purred, looking at you.

You gulped upon knowing what you meant... but you remember something.

"Pabo!" You slapped his chest. "How about you give me a ride back home now? You have your car with you, don't you?"

"You're forgetting something, kitty." Jimin then smirked.

You rolled your eyes and looked his deep, dark eyes. "Please?"

He smiled at you, giggling softly. That's when you died inside.

Once you both found his vehicle parked at the side of the tunnel, as you went inside, he started driving. You can't help staring at his small, veiny hands holding the wheel. You licked your lips, and he caught you staring. You immediately looked away.

"You must be bored," Jimin said. "Wanna listen to music?"

It made you excited. It's been a whole day since you last listened to his group's music.

"Yes!" You responded, eyes sparkling. Your reaction made him grin from ear to ear. He turned on the car audio.

It was the part where Jimin belted "caught in a lie."

You covered your mouth, then flustered. Damn those high notes!

"Jimin sshi!" you said out loud then he turned to you. Yikes! He noticed! Unfortunately for you, there's no undo button in the real world. He turned off the radio. "That's about it," he commented.

"Can you keep playing the music? I miss your voice!" you whined. But Jimin just giggled at you.

"Take a rest, my kitty. I'll wake you up when we'll eat."

You just whined at him even more. "But I wanna hear your voice!"

"You'll get your next song when you get to eat, you must be hungry."

You've forgotten that he's your master, and you're just his kitten. You had no choice.

You both stopped over at a gas station. You asked Jimin if you could stay inside the car.

"I see, you're embarrassed to be with me, aren't you?"

"Yeah, right!" you scoffed. "Not like I asked you to come out of nowhere to beat up those perverts!"

He touches your lower lip and that's when you turned red. You saw his eyes staring at yours.

"Those lips are mine, and it should only be mine," he whispered. That deep voice is making you melt, then he chuckled once he noticed that. "You can't stay here. Bring your phone and your wallet," he told you. "There are window-breaking thieves around here, things will be hard."

You went to the gas station's store with him. You both went back to the car with your corndogs and drinks. "Cheers!" you both exclaimed as you both toasted your corndogs. You were about to chew on yours, when you saw Jimin chowing on his corndog. He caught you staring, and when he did see you, you looked away. 

"Just... eat!" he stammered with a high pitched voice. Of course you still want to see him eat, because you love to see him have a great meal.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" you asked him.

"Not yet." Jimin shook his head. "This is just my snack. You should eat too! That's an order."

"I was so worried about you, Jimin shii!"

"You don't have to, though,  I'm worried about you too. I don't want a hungry kitten for our playtime tonight."

You didn't say anything else afterwards. You just ate your corndog. As you drank your iced coffee, you made sure to take a glance at the guy beside you. About time to tell him how I truly feel for him...

You spent so much time to think if you're going to confess to Jimin, but soon enough, you both reached your house at the province. It was sad that it's all over. You wished that the ride will go on forever.

"Go down now. I'm gonna go home too," he said. But he saw that look in your face. He held your hand.

"Girl..."

It's been a long time since you heard Jimin call you that.

"I know you're fed up with our set up right now, but I promise..." he caressed both of your hands. "I'll make it up to you."

Your eyes sparkled. Then you teared up a little.

"Let's hang out more." You heard him say, before he turns back to enter his car and drives away from your house.

"I love you, Park Jimin..."

You missed the opportunity to say these five words, you bawled your eyes out. But you heard your parent call your name.

"Why are you out in the middle of the night? Go inside!"

~

Park Jimin was taking the expressway back to his apartment. He glanced at the shotgun seat, remembering that you occupied that space.

"I love her..." he whispered to himself.

He was sick and tired of this set up between him and you. He wanted to make it more than just a master and kitten roleplay. Park Jimin wants to make this thing real.