(Y/N's POV)
I slightly open my eyes as I feel the sun's warmth fill the room. I sit up as I straighten out my hair that probably looked like a bird's nest. 

I lazily look around the room and spot my tights peacefully resting on the couch. The nurse probably came in last night. I yawn as I stretch my arms out. 

Jimin groans as he pulls me back and rests his head on my stomach. Silence spreads throughout the room with only our light breathing to be heard. After a while, I pat Jimin on the back, "Time to get up." 

He groans again, "I want to sleep." "You could at least get off of me," I plead. He rejects cutely, "Nope." I chuckle, "Get off, Park Jimin." He whines but slowly moves his head onto the pillow. As I am about to get up, Jimin wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me back down. 

I stare at Jimin as he stares back, "What? You said to get off of you. I did so." He grins cheekily. I huff loudly as I try and pry his hands off. "ARGH!" Jimin screams as he tries to resist with his power. I end up winning as I quickly stand up. 

"Ha ha ha," I smile and Jimin lets out a loud exhale in defeat. "I'm stronger than you," I state in a victorious manner. "You wanna see?" He asks. I nod. Jimin stands up and charges towards me, pushing me against the wall. He encircles his fingers around my wrist and pins them against the wall, next to my head. 

He bores into my eyes as his tongue glides across his lips. This is meant to be a strength contest. Why the hell is he staring at me as if he is about to pounce on me any moment? 

I wriggle my hands, trying to free myself from his grip. Jimin leans in and grazes his lips against my ear, "I can be strong when I want to. I can be dominant like right now. If I wasn't restraining myself right now, you would be on this bed, screaming out my name while I'm pounding into you." 

"Try me," I smirk. Jimin knits his eyebrows in confusion, "Don't you still want to keep your virginity?" I sigh, "I don't even know anymore. I guess I don't mind." Jimin smirks, "F**k this sh*t." 

He smashes his lips against mine in a rough kiss. He releases his grip on my wrist and places his hands on my hips. As I tangle my fingers through his soft, black hair, Jimin glides his tongue across my bottom lip, asking for permission. Just as I open my mouth, we hear a knock on the door. 

He hesitantly pulls away and rests his forehead against mine. 

He heavily pants, "Just wait until I'm discharged from this hell that always disrupts us, baby girl. I'll make you scream my name so much that you won't be able to talk. I'll pound into you so hard that you won't be able to walk. I'll-" "Stop fantasizing, Jimin," I say as I straighten myself up before opening the door. 

"These are some pain killers for Mr. Park. Hopefully, you've noticed your tights lying on the couch. And I just want to say... you guys are a very cute couple. Everyone must be so jealous," the nurse from last night speaks as she hands me the pain killers and a glass of water, "And I bought 2 toothbrushes for you guys." 

"Thank you," I reply and she walks away. I close the door and walk over to Jimin, who was lying on the bed. 

"Here," I hold the pain killers and the glass of water in front of Jimin. "Feed me," he commands. I put the objects on the table that is beside his bed, and pull him up, "First, we're brushing." 

He cutely stomps his feet before grabbing the blue toothbrush from my hand and walking into the bathroom. "Where is the toothpaste?" He asks. I shake my head as I walk into the bathroom.

. . .

"Why'd you wear your tights?" Jimin whines. "Because I can't walk around only in my hoodie, can I? Plus, it's cold," I answer. He scoffs, adorably, and crosses his arms, not looking at me. I walk over and squish his full cheeks, "Aww, my cute baby, Chimmy, is angry at me?" "Stop," Jimin tries to hide the smile forming on his lips. I sit on the bed next to him as he wraps his arms around my waist, and snuggles his face into my neck. I take my phone and text Hoseok:

Y/N: Hey Hoseok. Can you drop me off at home?

After a while, he replies:

HS: Sure thing. I'll be there. Give me 5 minutes.

I sigh as I turn off my phone and put on the table. "Who was that?" Jimin asks. "Hoseok. He's coming to pick me up and drop me home," I answer. "Do you really have to go?" He questions in a soft voice. I exhale sharply, "Yep. Don't worry. The doctor said you can come home to me tomorrow." "That's so far away though," he whines. "Only a few hours," I state followed by a chuckle. Then, everything falls into silence as we stare off into space. A few minutes later, my phone dings:

HS: I'm outside.

Jimin hesitantly moves his head as I stand up. I lean in and plant a soft peck on his lips before walking out of the room and outside, to Hoseok's car. 

. . .

As I walk inside the house, my eyes shift towards the table of gifts. I walk over and grab a small box wrapped in blue, glitter paper. "Jimin wouldn't mind, right? I mean, it's just a small box, right?" I say to myself, "Who gives?" I rip the wrapping and open the box. I knit my eyebrows in confusion as I see a small sheet of paper in the middle. I take the parchment out and open it up, reading it immediately.

Y/N, meet me at _________ the day after the party.

- Taehyung

I sigh. That son of a b**ch. He still has the guts to tell me to meet him. Even after what he did. I grab the house keys and open the door, ready to meet him. I freeze in my place as I see, Namjoon, Jin, Hoseok and Yoongi outside. 

"Hey, Y/N," they greet me in unison. "Hey. Um, what are you guys doing here?" "Jimin ordered us to check up on you. You know, after the incident with Tae, he wants to make sure you're safe," Namjoon explains. 

"Well, I'm fine, guys," I say with a smile, "And, I'm, uh, heading out, to, uh, buy some groceries." Lies, all lies. They nod as Jin says, "We'll wait for you inside the house." I flash them a small smile as I walk off. Taehyung, here I come.

(Third person's POV)

"Do you really think she's going to buy groceries?" Jin asks as he starts thinking. "Nope," Yoongi says, "The way she was stuttering definitely means something else." "Let's follow her," Hoseok suggests with a cheeky smile playing on his lips. 

Namjoon disagrees, "Nah, I think we should respect her privacy." Hoseok tries to egg him on, "C'mon, Namjoon. Haven't you ever wished to be spy and follow someone? Jimin would buy us something if we told him about what was happening." Namjoon sighs in defeat, "If Jimin doesn't buy us anything, you have to buy me something." Hoseok smiles in victory as they start following Y/N.

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(Taehyung's POV)

I release a long sigh as I collapse onto the bed. I take out the photo of Y/N and I from my pocket and stare at it. 

We were so happy then. I stuff the photo back into my pocket as I place an arm around my face to stop the sun from getting into my eyes. 

The sound of the wind rustling through the tree leaves, and the birds chirping calmed me down. After a couple of minutes I hear the sound of footsteps drawing nearer to myself. I sit up and see Y/N standing in front of me. "Why did you do it?" She asks through gritted teeth, "Why did you stab Jimin?"

I look down, "I made a pact with Hyemi. Before you guys got married, and after the camp. Hyemi said she wanted revenge because she was going to propose to Jimin once camp ended. But, by then, Jimin was already going out with you. And, I wanted to get back at you. Then, Hyemi fell in love with me. So, I've been dating her while we've been playing out our plans."

Y/N scoffs, "So everything we did together was all part of your plan. Did you know, Jimin was seeing another girl behind my back? And I have a feeling you know who it was." I hesitantly nod, "Hyemi." "And you still went out with her," she says in disbelief, "Why did you ask me to meet you?"

I sigh as I start to explain, "It was all Hyemi's plan. She drugged Jimin's drink so it will be easier to stab him. I really didn't want to do it to Jimin. But, I knew if I didn't, she would find ways to threaten me. I had to. I had no other choice. Jimin is my best friend. I just wanted every problem to be over with us, so we could go back to old times. But, I guess fate had other plans."

"Were all those feelings and moments real?" She asks as she avoids eye contact with me. "I... don't know," I confess. She walks away but stops and turns back around, opening her mouth to say something but is cut off by my phone ringing. I press the green button, "Hello?" "Taehyung," I hear her weak voice on the other end. "Hyemi? W-What's wrong?" "The police... I'm in jail," her fragile voice broke my heart, "I asked who sent the complaint. It was Y/N." I end the call.

(Taehyung's POV)

Once Taehyung ended the call, he glares at me. His eyes are filled with hatred and anger. "You b**ch. What did you do with her?" She slightly bites her bottom lip, "I just called the police. What she did was wrong. Now, she has to pay the price for it." 

She tries to walk away, but I grab her wrist and forcefully turn her around, "Why didn't you complain about me?" "I did," she says, "You get released after a year. And she doesn't. It's better if  don't reveal what her punishment is." 

"Why don't I get a harsh punishment like Hyemi?" I ask through gritted teeth. "Because I used to have feel-" She is cut off by the sound of other voices. "Let go of her you sun of a gun!" Yoongi shouts from the distance as he, Namjoon, Jin, and Hoseok draw nearer. Yoongi grabs me by the collar, "Don't you ever touch her again or else I'll break every single bone in your body, leaving you like a bunch of sh*t." 

"Let him go," Y/N says, "He's already gonna get his punishment. The police is already here." Yoongi lets me go as a couple of police officers run up to us. They wrap the handcuffs around my wrists and start taking me away. I smirk as I look back at Y/N, "I'll be back for you. And when I do, I'm gonna take everyone away from you. I'm gonna torture them, and Jimin will receive a special treatment. This isn't over, Park Y/N." I turn around again as she disappears from my sight.

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(Y/N's POV)

I sigh as the rest start cheering, "Finally, we got rid of that demon." "You all right, Y/N?" Jin asks with concern hinted in his voice. I snap out of my thoughts, "Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine." He smiles and we head back to my house.

. . .

The boys had left earlier, saying they had to tell Jimin everything was fine. So here am, left with only my thoughts. I collapse onto the couch with a sigh and start thinking. What should I do? When Taehyung comes back, no one will be safe. He'll hurt everyone, including Jimin. A few tears fall as I realize the only best decision is to leave South Korea. 

But, if Taehyung follows us, Jimin still won't be safe. Taehyung wants me, right? Then, I will be the one to leave South Korea. Jimin will be safe and there will be no other problem. I wipe my tears as I walk up to our bedroom and start packing my clothes. I take Jimin's black hoodie, which is my favourite and bring it close to my face as I take in his scent. 

I'll take this with me, so I haven't lost him completely. I fold it neatly and place it into my suitcase. I zip it up and walk down the stairs. I stop at the counter, grab a piece of paper and a pen, and start writing a letter, letting a few drops of tars fall on to the parchment in the process. I sniffle as I fold the paper and leave it on the counter. I take one last look at the house before walking outside, locking the our, and leaving the keys under the mat. Hoseok's car pulls up and I put my luggage in the boot, and get into the passenger's seat.

I look behind and see Namjoon, Jin and Yoongi at the back. I smile as I face the front, "You guys are seriously coming along?" "Of course," they say in unison, "Why wouldn't we come to see you off?" "Hopefully, you guys didn't tell Jimin, right?" I ask. 

"Yes, we haven't told him a single thing and we won't until you give permission." The whole car ride to the airport was silent. Once we finally reach, Hoseok takes out my luggage and hands it to me. I sigh as I felt like crying, "I'll miss you guys." 

They all pout, "We'll miss you more." They surround me and hug me one last time before letting go. "Is there anyone in LA for you?" Jin asks with concern. I nod, "My parents and my brother." They widen their eyes, "You have a brother?!" I slightly smile, "Yeah. he has been living in LA for quite a while so we haven't really bothered. Once my parents retired, they moved up to LA with him. And, now I'm doing the same." They nod and wave at me one last time before I walk inside. I'm gonna miss this place. And... I'm gonna miss Jimin. 

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A/N: Hey guys. This chapter was originally going to be the last chapter of book 2, but now it isn't. Next chapter will be coming out soon. Please read my friend's Jung_Hoseok_1189 J-Hope x reader. And one more shout out. Has anyone seen FlappyPanda229. Where are you girl? I miss your comments.