He clutched into her hands, grasping on every moment of the fevered situation.

"What the hell was that?!"

Grunts from the younger lady were heard. At the very least, she was asking herself. How did she got herself into this situation?

She did not answer. And nerves were popping, blood was pumping.

"Stop ignoring me Seulgi! Just stop, okay?" He yelled, pouring everything and restricting her from going away. More or less, tightening what seemed to be the tightest grip ever as she felt him wounding her wrist.

"Stop the cold treatment." He added in a rather soft tone, slowly latching back his hands and fell out in motion with gravity.

"You know I love you. You know I'll wait for you. And I thought you understood."

She could see it. Those hot steams waiting to pour down from his eyes and flow freely down his cheeks. It hurted her of course. But it confused her too. Was she that heartless to hurt the man she loves?

Maybe yes.

"I don't want to explain. My family doesn't like you." She retorded, this time in a calm but forceful voice, as she was trying to stop the coiling of her nervousness down the lump of her throat.

"And what? You hate me too? God damn!" This time, fist meets wall. And the impact shocked her, knocking all her pride and senseless selfishness.

Blood streamed with the tears on his face. And he was frustrated. What happened tonight was beyond his expectation. He thought it would be special for the both of them.

This day turned to be the worst of all. He thought.

But Seulgi rushed to him and aided for his hands already, gently damping her long fingers on his knuckles, slightly looking down not to see his face.

"Don't hurt yourself..." She was about to drag him somewhere they could sit but his reflexes were much more better than hers, smoothly sliding his bleeding hands on her waist and pulling her to his broad chest.

"Why didn't you show up today?" He asked in a small voice, still sobbing out.

"I.."

She paused and bit her lip.

"I can't.."

And that did it. Jimin wanted to push her so hard but he didn't want to hurt her, not physically and not in any other "lly"s. Instead, he rested his forehead on the back of her neck, breathing in her scent, and staining her shirt with his hot drops.

She did not move a bit. And she felt guilty for it. For he was also not moving. And they both didn't know what to do at the moment.

Silence enveloped the whole room until the young lad had recovered and asked, still with the low and silent but defeaning tone.

"Why can't you.."

And Seulgi got caught, her mind was digging up for an answer. Her lips were dry, desperate to produce any single word but nothing was coming out.

Why did she not come?

She also didn't know why.

"Are you returning the favor of leaving you? Are you also leaving me?.. Are you.." His forehead was still touching her shoulder. And her hands are slowly reaching for his chest as she tapped it.

"Stop asking me stupid questions." She whispered, almost inaudible.

"Stupid..." He scoffed.

She rested her other palm on his wounded hand and took it, raking it away from her waist.

"Calm down for a moment. Fight me after I've treated this."

Finally, as Jimin could now think in a clearer mind, well, better than the moment ago, he plomped his body back to the couch and beside there is the seated Seulgi who was still calm.

She treated the wound of the reckless guy and that seemed like forever for the both of them. No one talked, the sound of the medical tape was the only thing that was heard. She finished quickly, not to make the atmosphere worse for every passing second.

The sound of her scissors clicking echoed along the space as she was finishing it up.

"You should've come... This was supposed to be our day." His voice was quivering.

Seulgi listened.

"I prepared everything. I talked to your mom... All you had to do was show up but you didn't."

She paused. When did he approach her mom? How did it happen?

And then it resounded to her. Was she wrong for not coming? What was he even trying to accomplish for this day?

She hussled her thoughts and yes, she could almost decipher everything that was happening at the moment, and the few hours she had missed.

"Your dad... He was raging. He said if I won't stop then he'd make me..." His voice was cracking, and everytime he'd have the chance to gulp down, he'd pause, prolonging his voice and all his sentences. Moreover, killing Seulgi with the guilt clogging all her breathing pipes and suffocating her internally.

"It took me three years to finally get this far. And now it feels like I have to start all over again." His tears went rolling down again from his eyes. And he felt like he was so helpless and vulnerable at the moment. And he hated what he was feeling, showing all of his weakness infront of the woman he loves. But he couldn't help himself, every bit of control was slipping down, along with the hope in his heart.

"Tell me.."

"Do you even love me?"

She was astounded for a few minutes, just staring at his face in a stoic expression, yet she can't distress the shock out of her face.

She stammered through answers. Where did that question even came from? She didn't know how to even decipher her mind and her feelings. Yes? Or maybe not? How does she even feel for him?

When all this time she found him and his big mouth annoying. Or whenever he tries to poke in her business, it's just pure nuisance. But there are instances when she'd secretly smile over his little stupid things, or when he laughs all of the sudden and point out something amusing out of her that no one has ever seen in her, not even her own self. It's interesting that sometimes her heart would pound a little faster when she'd smell his scent or when he'd accidentally grip her hand far too long.

More other than that... Sleepless nights were definitely his fault for clinging into her memory too much, but no way will she tell him about those dreams when she'd be cuddling or doing more intimate things with him.

It's sickening. At least, that's what she always ends up muttering after waking up in the middle of the night in drenching sweat.

Finally, she traced back to reality and stared now at the nervous lad infront of her.

Pursing her lips for a moment, and finally moving her head away, so as his face won't be seen in her view.

"I do-"

He suddenly looked up to her.

"I... I don't know." Jimin adjusted his position, cursing and scoffing, and maybe even killing her in his own little mind. He was beyond hurt right now.

He wished everything was a whole damn lie and that he'd wake up from this never ending nightmare.

"That's it then..." He murmured quietly. So much for all the efforts and hardworks, only to hear that from her.

He realized all the stupidity hit him hard. God damn.

And yet, from the bottom of his heart, he can't make himself hate her one single bit.

"I must be stupid." Seulgi looked up and stared at him, making that statement.

"What do you mean?"

"Why do I always fall for you when you don't even know how you feel for me?" Those emotions started to clump up on his chest once more agitating him to the extent.

"I'm sorry" was the only thing she could come up.

"Sorry?" he tched. "What do I need of that? I just fell in love with you! That's it! And you don't have to apologize for my decisions. I love you so much that I'm ready to take every bullet that you strike on me! But shit, give me a break. I, too, get tired of it."

"Stop it..." Seulgi whispered almost unhearable. She felt miserable for what he was saying. She wanted to know so badly. She wanted to know how she feels for him.

Or was she just ignoring the fact that she knows it but hides it from him? She wished her pride was much more lower than what her egoistic personality is.

"Stop now? And what? I want to say this! I want you to hear how much I've been hurting!" He scooped his arms on her wrist again and made her face him, inching his nose to hers and piercing her soul with his eyes.

"I'm sorry... For not showing up." Slowly, she caressed his other hand and rubbed her thumb on his bare tanned skin, gazing in return to his dark hazel orbs.

He paused, sighing as a new tear slipped from his eye.

"Why are you doing this again?" He asked, speechless. "Don't give me those eyes again. Don't speak with that soft weak voice of yours and then leave me broken again." He retorded rather in a hollow voice, letting out those painful truth of the moment.

Soon, her orbs formed small beads of hot water as she stared at him in an immense amount of guilt and pain.

"You did your best. And all I did was too push you away... In the worst way I could." She had bitten her lips for the hundredth time and slightly bruised her flesh already, still crying out a small yelp.

He agonized with the tears on her face, and kept his silence to hear what she would have to say.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry that I had to do this, that my dad hates you. And that all I caused you was pain." She breathed. "I'm so sorry."

"I wanted to know so badly.... Of how I feel about you. But I don't know. I don't know if I'm being honest enough with my feelings. I don't want to know."

She scaddled up on him, bringing her palm to his warm cheeks still stained with his cries.

"Don't you want to discover it?" He swallowed up a response and took a hold of her gaze on him. Scruntly, he had bitten his lips now, trying to entice her for an invitation.

She followed through his voice that lingered and echoed upon her mind.

"Do you trust me?" He didn't wait for her to answer. Very quickly, his lips wandered to hers in a rather passionate but gentle in it's own way kind of kiss.

Cupping both of her cheeks with his preoccupied palms, he moved his wandering flesh into hers in a deep manner, slightly rubbing his thumb in acquiantance along her soft cheeks.

Seulgi on the other hand was surprised on the sudden contact of their lips. She grasped to move out from his caged hands on her face but the latter was just too strong for her to overtake.

Soon she grew tired fighting off his lips on hers, as she loosen up her tight shoulders and let him do his wonders.

Not a minute later, she finally responded and moved in sync with his lips. It didn't surprise her how good of a kisser he is. She always knew he had those small flings around him sometime before he had took notice of her. She can't even imagine him doing dirty things and go flirty, all in the name of lust to any random girl who took interest of him, and much he would comply to their pounding needs.

Besides, she'd lie if she said they didn't share a kiss once or twice. After all, they have been with each other since three years ago. Much to her dismay, he was her first kiss.

Crap. Just the thought of it made her cringe.

She sauntered her hands up to reach for his brown dyed locks and she intertwined her fingers with his hair.

Jimin could feel her lips responding to the kiss. And that's all he needed to finally let his hands slide down from her face and then to her waist, hugging it and pulling her body closer to him.

She needed it, she realized. She wanted this from him and only him. His rough palms are grinding against her skin and she felt the pleasure from it, so much that she wanted more of it.

Jimin had her body pushing to the cushion of the sofa as he continued raving his lips along hers torridly. He scaddled his hands and roamed his way to her butt cheeks and to her thighs.

To say she was shocked was an understatement. She was sure grasping for dear air after what supposed to be a very erotical touch from a certain guy. She fumed to scoot out his hands from her skin.

This sudden threat got Jimin stopping from his work on her lips. There he stood as he pulled away, breathing rather hard as if it was the only important thing to do at the moment, which is a fact.

And as their chest both pumped in sync when they freed from each other, Seulgi was close to tearing up.

She hadn't felt this urge to suddenly get disappointed from how he stopped, but on the first place, she was the one who did a move to make him do it.

She didn't know that stopping him was a bad idea, she thought.

More.

She wants more.

To comply for her sudden urge of desperate needs, she leaned forward to him and advanced her lips on his trembling one.

After some few seconds, they were back again with their own little world of drastic desires.

He couldn't believe it was actually happening right now, millions in his dream such situation have occured but not in his man's life would he imagine that tonight was something he'll have to remember.

The control he was building up for the last three years were slowly crumbling down. He was soon in his wild exterior.

Abruptly, Seulgi pulled away, slightly confusing Jimin. But he could sense the great deal of lust on her face. And as she leaned her way to his ear, she yelped a small whisper.

"I think I know my answer now."

Was that love that he felt from his ear? And as soon as she left a slight tease of bite on his earlobe, she had faced him finally. Surely, Jimin could swear he was dreaming when she was smiling like an angel infront of him.

Was that the answer?

No longer than that, Seulgi didn't waste any time and hugged him tightly, soon, she smiled as she felt his arms tightening around her waist and his eyes in dark cluelessness staring back straight into hers.

A minute passed as Seulgi finally had the urge to grab on her waist and carry her to the bedroom. This time without any hint of hesitation in his movements.

Soon she felt the softness of the mattress on her back as Seulgi continued to work his magic with his lips.

He nodded his head to press his lips more on her lucious ones. He was going wild, wilder than Seulgi would have thought. They were kissing and enveloping each other for the last few minutes and they could both swear it was the best minutes of their entire life.

Slowly, as if it was the most dreadful thing to do, Jimin parted his own pair from Seulgi's to gasp in some air into his air sacs.

He looked at her with seemingly lovely eyes and smiled for a moment, taking in the situation, still slightly questioning if what's happening isn't one of his dreams.

note: this work has been discontinued due to personal emotional reasons of the author being a pussy