TW: MENTIONS OF SA
For Every Lie
I Tell Them
They Tell Me Three
In the far distance Jimin notices through the droplets of rain hitting his window the Park Mansion coming into view.
Instead of being filled with a giddy feeling every child perceived when visiting their childhood home he felt nothing, absolutely nothing, no joy, no fear, no sadness, just emptiness.
Between those wide and expensively ornamented walls, under the high ceilings of each room he stepped foot in, he absentmindedly watched nannies, tutors and assistants growl instructions at him...
"Chin up, back straight, shoulders, focus Park"
"What would your father say if he heard you using the wrong tenses in such phrases?"
"Are those brand-less sneakers?"
"Wrong fork Jimin"
"You need to be quick on your feet"
"What do you mean you don't want to learn the waltz?"
All he wanted was to be alone.
The only moment he felt he could be himself was when drained and exhausted he'd close his bedroom door and slip into the darkness that surrounded him.
He used to have these multicolored lights when he was younger, that lit up his entire room, constellations installed onto his ceiling and just out his window he'd watch the stars and the moon and wished he could just...
...Leave.
He'd watch the moon and notice how peaceful and calm it seemed.
"That must be how death feels, unmoving, cold and yet beautifully calm and welcoming" he used to whisper in awe as he stared up at the night sky.
He'd impatiently wait for the voice in his head to manifest, just for a conversation, that was all he wanted, an honest and open conversation.
He didn't want lies, he knew he was young and everyone sugarcoated everything but he wanted the brutal and scary truth about everything and anything and the voice in his head granted his wish every single night.
They'd stare back at each other and Jimin always found it fascinating how much they looked alike, how much they thought alike, how much they were the same...
His loneliness had driven him off the road of sanity and he had grown to accept him in all its forms and sizes.
Cold, empty...
His thoughts slowly drift over to you and he feels a sudden warmth envelop his insides.
This was what you were capable of, making him into a man who wanted to feel something other than pain, something other than emptiness.
Only you created such emotions inside of him, whether it was a simple touch, a simple kiss, a simple look, a simple thought.
He looks out the window and can't help but notice how dark and useless the world feels without you here.
He missed you.
Jimin blinks and adverts his attention down to the rings adorning his fingers as the car drives on, you'd be here to hold his hand to the Park Mansion property.
You'd be here to hold his hand...
"I have to admit you did well this evening" his father says beside him and Jimin simply continues to stare at his hands.
"Hmn, I simply learned from the best" he mumbles and his father casts him a curious look.
He couldn't say his sons absent looks were new to him, he had watched it evolve with time.
One minute Jimin was here and the next he wasn't but Ji-Wook had figured after such a performance this evening Jimin would be content but he seem unsatisfied, tired...
"It was amazing to see how you gained the respect of the congress" Ji-Wook says twirling his wedding ring
"Yes it was" Jimin agrees but still no emotion
"Your mother will be happy to see you, twice in one day, I think you just broke the record" his father mumbles
Jimin blinks and wiggles his fingers a bit before looking over at his father with a raised eyebrow "is this your way of telling me I don't come home enough?" he asks voice monotone and empty, eyelids drooped in boredom.
Ji-Wook shrugs "I'm just saying that you could've simply stayed at the mansion instead of staying at the hotel..." he starts only to have his son interrupt him with a glum and uninterested voice
"With you and mother" he says and Ji-Wook looks at him.
"Yeah, no thank you" Jimin mumbles and looks down at his hand again.
"For privacy reasons I assume" his father says watching Jimin
"Hmn something like that" Jimin replies with a nonchalant shrug
"I'm surprised Y/N wasn't there to support you today at the congress meeting" his father says and at the sound of your name he sees something flicker in his son's eyes, this slightly worried him.
"The congress is not a place for Y/N" Jimin says rather deeply shutting his hand into a tight fist.
Ji-Wook looks at Jimin's fist and then back at his face he takes a risk and asks
"Is everything alright between the two of you?"
It was a huge risk to ask such a question to Jimin because he wasn't too sure how the young man was going to react.
Jimin never brought home girlfriends, in fact Ji-Wook was sure Jimin never had one and was never interested in the opposite sex.
A part of him was kind relieved Jimin was focused on achieving his dreams than chasing girls skirts like some young men his age were doing but there was that other part of him that was curious...
what kind of man was his son when he was in love?
The day he brought you home for the introductions Ji-Wook had believed he was hallucinating and yet it wasn't what shocked him the most, it was his son's behavior towards you.
Jimin was attentive to your every move, your every word, your every laugh and he seemed genuinely captivated by your simple presence beside him.
The way he looked at you was a way Ji-Wook had never looked at a woman, as if she was his entire world.
Ji-Wook simply watched his son as he admired you and talked with you and it was as if he was seeing Jimin open up for the second time in his entire life.
It was a good feeling to see his son this way but Ji-Wook couldn't help but worried.
It was a huge responsibility being someone's entire world.
One minute you're on the top of the world because of them and then once they're gone everything tumbles down and he was afraid that if you were to ever leave Jimin, the young man would swirl into a state of mind that might not be pretty to witness.
"Everything's fine father" Jimin whispers and sighs shutting his eyes
"Just fine" he adds
That was it.
That was all he was going to get from Jimin, he knew he wasn't going to get much out of him no matter what he asked.
Jimin was used to handling things on his own without opening up to his father about it, they didn't have that kind of relationship and Ji-Wook didn't know why he was even trying.
It was his fault if his son was particularly distant with him. It was how he raised him to be.
It was too late to try to change things.
"I'd love to chit-chat father but if you don't mind I'd like to shut my eyes for a moment" Jimin whispers leaning his head back and entwining his hands upon his abdomen.
Ji-Wook turns away from his son and looks out his own window, slightly disappointed but not surprised.
Jimin flinches slightly when he feels the ache in the back of his neck return and he tries to picture your soft hands caressing the ache away but it's in vain.
He needed you here, he needed you with him and the only thing left was simply memories of moments he cherished fondly.
Those moments with you...
He carefully empties all his thoughts to focus on the sound of the rain pouring outside, the sound of the droplets against the car...
FLASHBACK:
PARIS 3 YEARS AGO
The sound of heavy raindrops hit the roof of the 3 star Parisian hotel room as Jimin sat you between his thighs, your naked back to his bare chest as you watched the rain fall onto the open balcony in front of you.
A gust of wind blows and sends sprinkles of rain onto the both of you, wetting your hair slightly in the process.
With your knees brought to your chest underneath the large white bed covers you stared out at the rain, fascinated by the dim streetlights, and the Eiffel tower standing tall a couple of blocks away.
Jimin simply takes in the peace and quiet.
Your long dark tangled locks repeatedly slip from his fingers as he uses your brush to comb your hair and lets his fingers follow, gently.
"Jimin..." you suddenly whisper breaking the silence and he blinks and looks at your face, pausing his activity of brushing your hair but continuing to run his fingers through your long dark hair.
Your brown eyes were still staring out into the rain but he could tell you had something on your mind, he was simply giving you time to open up to him.
After that unfortunate night, the rape, Jaebum's death, the trip in the woods to meet Yoongi, the revelation of another side you ever knew existed, leaving your sick grandmother, leaving your home...
Jimin knew these past few weeks were rough for you.
Back home everywhere you turned there was something that reminded you of Jaebum. Chief Park Jinyoung had his sons face plastered all over the place, newspapers, daily news, there was even an announce promising a generous amount of money to anyone who had any kind information about that night.
Jimin knew that night had changed you.
You refused to go out, you refused to eat, you refused to do anything and he had offered everything he could to try and make you feel better but in vain, all you wanted was to forget that night but he didn't have the power to grant you such a wish.
It hurt him to see you like this, the woman he had met was brave and fearless, beautiful and confident but the one after that night was simply afraid of everyone but him.
There was a dilemma brewing inside of you each night. You were partly filled with guilt, confusion, sadness, anger...
The way you'd cling to him whenever he took a simple step away from you worried him, he wanted to help you but for awhile as he tried to sort out a plan all he could do was simply watch you and offer his hand for you to hold and his arms for you to sleep in.
He knew he had to do something which was why he had brought you to Yoongi in the first place.
Jaebum raping you had chipped a part of your personality and he knew it'd be cruel of him to ask you to give yourself to such deed which was why he had done a pact with the voice inside of your head, to protect you the only way he could.
But he couldn't do it alone, no, he needed a helping hand and the only person he trusted was Taehyung.
He needed to meet up with his best friend and he also needed to take you away from the place you once used to call home.
"I'm listening baby" he says confirming his focus on you.
You stay silent for a moment or two before licking your lips and looking over your shoulder at him.
Your eyes travel his face until you rest on his hazelnut eyes and he gives you a little smile, encouraging you to say whatever you wish to say.
"Why me?" you finally ask and he feels his chest tighten at your question.
He sets your brush down and pushes your hair over your shoulder to caress the skin of your neck.
He recalls vaguely how he had wrapped his hands around your neck that night and how you had let him, a twinge of guilt fills him as he runs his thumb over the marks still present on your neck and meets your eyes.
"What do you mean?" he asks with a little frown and you look down at his lips before meeting his eyes once again.
"We've never really spoken about the life I've lived before meeting you but I know you know" you say and he tilts his head to the side, wondering where you're headed with this.
Of course he knew the life you lived before him. He just never spoke about it because it wasn't something that mattered to him.
"How can you treat me like I'm some kind of delicate rose, how can you want to be with me knowing very well that many men have touched me before you, how can you ..." you pause and focus on his eyes
"Look at me like I'm pure?" you finish in a whisper
He cups your cheek and you shut your eyes at his touch, so familiar and welcoming.
"I don't care" he whispers and you slowly open your eyes to meet his.
"How can you not care, most men would be furious, disgusted and bothered by..." you start and he leans down and captures your lips with his own.
Jimin couldn't help but feel his heart strings pull as your lips slowly moved with his after a moment. It wasn't a needy kiss, simply calm, soft, and gentle, filling him with a whiff of warmth he didn't think he needed until he met you.
His lips slowly part from yours and you open your eyes to look at him, your eyelashes fluttering slowly, moist with coming tears.
"I'm not most men sweetheart" he whispers against your lips and you look down before meeting his eyes again
"I don't care about the life you lived before meeting me, those men they meant nothing to you" he points out and you lower your eyes and look at him from underneath your eyelashes.
"But I feel so dirty and..." you shiver against him and unable to finish your sentence you pause and look away from him
Jimin looks at your side profile and feels you a hundred miles away from him when you should've been right there with him, right there and nowhere else.
He loved it when your eyes looked at him, loved reading the hidden confusion in them. He knew you couldn't comprehend how a man like him could be falling for a woman like you but it was happening, here he was, a man who didn't believe he needed to feel such a thing until your warm brown eyes settled on him.
The warmth of affection, the innocence and yet ferocity behind your light brown irises had brought him at your feet and he hated it when they weren't looking at him.
He places his index under your chin and slowly turns your head to draw your attention back towards him.
Your eyes meet his and he feels his heart ache in a way he never believed it could ache.
It was an ache he wanted to feel for years, an ache he would gladly cross oceans for, an ache that transformed him from a simple man to a man simply in love with you.
Love?
He frowns slightly and looks down and feels your head tilt underneath his index, he lifts his eyes and you brown eyes travel his face earning a little smile from him.
Love.
"I love you" he whispers and watches as your eyes widen at these words leaving his lips.
The words sounded foreign to him and yet so familiar, the taste of such words leaving his full lips for the first time should've been bitter and awkward but on the contraire, they tasted just right.
While growing up he didn't have any examples of what love should be but he was sure of one thing it was definitely what he was feeling for you.
It was possible that what he was feeling couldn't even possibly be simply shoved in the box of 'love' it was far stronger than that.
He was obsessed with you in all the terms, fascinated, intrigued...
You simply stare at him shocked and amused by your reaction he gives you a little smile and a nod confirming what you've just heard.
He settles his left hand palm against the floor and leans back as his right hand caresses your cheek, head titled to the side as his hazelnut brown eyes admire your face.
"I've loved you the moment I laid eyes on you..." he starts softly
"To me you're my survivor, those marks on your body caused by all those bastards before me mean nothing to me because I don't see them when I look at you, they're invisible to me. All I see is you" he whispers as his hand glides down your cheek, your neck, your shoulder and down your back.
He watches as you gulp and shudder in pleasure at his touch and he bites down on his lips.
He loved how you reacted under his touch. Despite what had happened with Jaebum you were so responsive to his touch and only his touch.
"The real you" he adds knowing precisely that you've had some doubts about who he really loved, if it was you or the voice inside of your head.
"The real me" you whisper and he nods
You bite down on your lips in thought as he continues to caress your naked back, slick fingers creating imaginary forms on your skin.
"Have you heard from her since that night?" he asks and you shake your head bringing your knees closer to your chest.
"Are you worried I won't be able to tell the difference between you and her?" he asks and you lift your eyes and look at him
"What if one day you mistake me for her and push me away...?" you ask tears filling your eyes
"I would never be able to handle it if you..." you cry and he brings his index to your lips
"Shhh" he whispers and moves closer to you
"You're the one I love and I could never mistake my angel for a witch" he whispers and sees the tears from in your eyes
"You promise?" you ask and he smiles and holds out his pinky and at the sight you giggle before hooking his pinky with yours.
"I promise to never mistake you for her if you promise to never mistake me for him" he whispers and you smile at him
"I promise" you whisper and leans down pressing kisses on your entwined pinkies.
"I love you" you suddenly say and Jimin pauses and slowly lifts his eyes to look at you, a strand of his blonde hair shields his left eye as he stares up at you.
"I love you so much" you cry pushing the strands of his hair away to admire his face and he reaches out and carefully wipes your tears.
"So much it hurts?" he asks and you nod
"So much it hurts" you confirm
He rests his hand on the back of your neck and slams your lips to his and you place your hands on the back of his neck parting your lips to take his full ones.
You respond to his kiss as he draws your naked body closer to him, settling you between his thighs.
A strong passionate, love filled kiss, shared between two hearts that couldn't imagine the idea of living without the other.
Jimin's heart hurts, it pains in a way that could drive him crazy.
You were everything he's always needed to feel, to feel anything but emptiness and cold.
You both pull back breathlessly and stare into each other's eyes, his forehead resting against yours. You can see the adrenaline rushing through his brown eyes and he can hear the unsteady beating of your heart and the quickening pulse at your neck.
"Let's get out of here" he says against your lips and you raise an eyebrow
"Jimin it's pouring rain, we can't..." you tell him breathlessly and he raises an amused eyebrow
"Says who?" he asks and you give him a look before looking back out at the rain and then back at him
"C'mon baby girl let's live a little" he says with a mischievous twinkle in his hazelnut brown eyes and you bite down on your lips, his excitement radiating off on you.
You wrap your arms around his neck "Let's live a little" you agree nodding your head and he gives you a big kiss on the cheek, wraps his arms tightly around you as he gets up lifting you off the floor and taking you with him.
You shriek happily in the crook of his neck and he spins you around laughing deeply as he does so.
You giggle as he sets you down back on your feet. You stumble dizzily into the small closet filled with his and your belongings and grab the simplest thing you see.
He watches you as he pulls on a simple black t-shirt and sits on the bed to put on his shoes, he zips up his boots and licks his lips as you giggled to yourself while you slipped on a white sundress that reached your upper thighs and Jimin couldn't help but admire you.
You were laughing, slowly and gradually you'd heal, slowly and it was up to him.
He gets up from the bed and walks up to you as you put on your shoes and look at yourself in the mirror, you run a hand through your brushed hair and pout letting your hand drop to your side.
"I look like a mess" you say and he chuckles and wraps his arms around you.
"My mess" he says in the crook of your neck and you run your hand across his arm leaning back into him as you stared at the two of you in the reflection of the mirror.
"This is us baby" he says looking at both of your reflections.
"We're messed up, beautiful, real, raw..." he pauses and rocks you a bit side to side and you tilt your head back to rest it on his shoulder while still watching the both of you.
"No one could take that away from us, not even our alter egos" he tells you and you shut your eyes and nod entwining your hand with his as you feel the beating of his heart on your back.
He smiles as he notices the relaxed expression on your face as he continues to rock you gently side to side and he meets his own eyes in the mirror and quickly looks away.
He snakes his face into the crook of your neck and being the most ticklish person he knew you immediately start smiling, on the verge of laughing
"You're so delicious I want to eat you up" he says giving you playful bites on your neck and shoulder as you giggle and try to escape his torture.
He laughs and with one hand grabs his leather jacket and turns to you "let's go" he says and you smile
"But where?" you ask coming down from your laughter
"You'll see" he winks and chuckles before dragging you out the room your hands still entwined.
You laugh as Jimin drags you towards the elevator and stops to press the button, you try to catch your breath and he turns to you and watches you as you place a hand to your chest and lick your lips.
"Am I taking your breath away?" he teases as he slips on his leather jacket and you roll your eyes and laugh just as the elevator arrives and this time you pull him in.
Your laughter, it was fueling something inside of him, something he didn't believe could be fueled by something as mediocre as laughter but there it was, burning, swirling inside of him, he wanted to hear you laugh everyday of his life.
He didn't care what it was about, he just wanted to hear it.
The doors close and he slowly pulls you into him and you smile up at him and wrap your arms around his shoulders, a hand disappearing into the fullness of his hair.
"Have you always been blonde?" you ask and he twists his mouth and lifts his eyes to the ceiling, trying to remember.
He looks down at you when he remembers "I've had natural dark hair, brown hair, and pink hair" he says and your eyes widen
"Pink?" you ask with a laugh and he nods and chuckles at the memory
"I swear, I dyed my hair pink once but it was more of a statement than a fashion sense" he shrugs and you bite your lips at the thought of him with pink hair.
"You must've been very sexy" you say running both of your hands through his hair and he hums at the feeling.
"I'm not too sure I would say sexy, I mean I was only 13" he says and you giggle
"Cute then" you say and grab onto his cheek, squeezing
"So cute" you giggle and he puckers his lips playfully and you smile and lean down pressing multiple quick kisses to his lips and he squeezes your hip making you laugh each time you kiss him.
The elevator opens and you both turn to see a couple staring at the two of you with surprised expressions.
You both stare back at each other and you slowly drop your hands from Jimin's face, blush and look down.
Jimin stifles a laugh "toute nos excuses" he says to the couple as he takes your hand and the both of you run out of the elevator earning weird stares as you run out of the hotel hand in hand.
You pause once you're outside and he turns to look at you "you okay?" he asks and you take a deep breath and nod
"It's going to be freezing cold" you remind him and laugh
"Well then you better get ready" he says giving you a wink and tightening your entwined hands.
"I'm ready" you say with a dedicated nod and he looks out into the rain and then back at you.
"One, two, three!" he counts and at three the both of you step under the rain and start to run.
Your laughter fills the silence of the night as the both of you run under the rain, hand in hand, hearts beating fast, soaked from head to toe but clearly not giving a fuck.
You rush up a walk on bridge and Jimin pauses to catch his breath and looks at you, you're laughing, eyes shut, hair wet, clothes sticking to your body.
He pushes his hair back from his face and walks backwards, his hand still in yours as you look up at the sky, letting the rain hit your face.
"What does this remind you of?" he asks and you open your eyes and look at him
"The day we met" you recall and he nods still walking backwards, his eyes on you.
"Though we were running through the smelly alleys of lower Seoul and not beautiful Paris, I still felt the rush of excitement" he says and stops
"And do you know why?" he asks and you shake your head stepping closer to him.
He looks down at your face and raises a hand to cares your wet skin "because I was running with you" he whispers and you smile and wrap your arms around his shoulders.
"You know what I thought at first?" you ask and he shakes his head placing his hands on your hips.
You stand on the tip of your toes to press your lips to his and he shuts his eyes, waiting for the kiss but it never comes.
"That you were a real weirdo" you tease against his lips and he opens his eyes and raises both eyebrows as you take a step back biting down on your lips.
"Me, a weirdo?" he asks pointing to himself and you laugh and nod
"I was like who finds running in alleys an excitement what a weirdo, I better leave before he contaminates me with his weirdness" you joke
His lips are parted as he stares at you and you continuing laughing
He lowers his eyes a smirk on his lips "oh you better run" he threatens and you quickly turn and run away from him.
He gives you a moment or two heads up before running after you.
You look over your shoulder at him and shriek when you realize how close he is before laughing and accelerating your speed as much as you can.
You notice two fountains nearby and run towards them but before you can get there, his strong arms wrap around you and he lifts you off your feet and you laugh.
"Gotcha" he says over your laughter and he slowly sets you back onto your feet and you try to come down from your laughter as you stare at the fountain.
Jimin looks at your face and follows your gaze, you were admiring the fountains.
"Fontaine de la Concorde" he tells you and you blink and look over your shoulder at him
"This place is called Place de la Concorde and these two fountains are the most famous fountains built during the rime of Louis-Philippe and came to symbolize the fountains of Paris" he narrates to you and your eyes widen, impressed.
"So they've been here for a long time" you whisper glancing back at the two fountains and he nods.
You turn and wrap your arms around his shoulders as he wraps his arms around your waist pressing your soaked clothed bodies together.
"You know so much" you whisper and he smiles
"I only know what I've read from books darling" he tells you as he pushes a strand of your wet hair behind your ear.
"But you're smart and not just book smart" you compliment and he chuckles pressing you closer
He looks down into your eyes and sees the twinkle in them as you look up at him.
He could tell you anything and you would believe him with no hesitation.
"You really admire me don't you?" he asks and you bite down on your wet lips and look up at him from underneath your wet eyelashes.
"I've never met a man like you before" you whisper and he tilts his head to the side
"Everything about you is admirable" you say and his gaze softens at your words, not knowing what to say he simply hugs you.
"Jimin" you say and he shuts his eyes at the sound of his name leaving your lips
"Do you think the love we feel for each other is the kind of love others would want to feel?" you ask and he pulls away and looks down at you
"Is it okay to love someone so much?" you ask and he gives a smile and leans down to press a kiss on your cheek.
"Dance with me" he says instead and you nod and wrap your arms around his torso as he rocks you side to side underneath the rain.
"Our love is unique and was meant for us not for anyone else" he says and you shut your eyes, listening to the sound of his heartbeat.
He glances over at the two fountains "maybe one day it'll symbolize what true love is, maybe it'll simply be another tale told to people who wish to love and be loved in return" he shrugs and you look up at him
"But for now, it's ours" he adds and you nod "it's ours" you repeat and he leans down and presses his lips to yours.
You part from him and twirl in a circle before walking over to one of the fountains
"it's so beautiful, I just want to step in" you say and then look over your shoulder at him with a glint of mischief
"It's illegal to step into this fountain right?" you ask and he raises an eyebrow at you
"It is" he confirms approaching you
You hoist yourself up to stand on the edge of the fountain before dropping yourself into it and laugh when your feet splash the water and you turn to Jimin.
"Oops" you shrug and he laughs
"You're going to be in a lot of trouble" he says and you shake your head splashing water as you approach him
"No, we're going to be in a lot of trouble" you say and grab his hand and pull him into the fountain with you
He falls into the fountain with a large splash, sits up and looks up at you through his wet hair and you can't help but pout as you get on your knees and push his hair back with both of your hands.
"We're in this together" you remind him and he looks over your shoulder where a police officer car doing patrols rolls by and stops.
Jimin sighs and looks at you "you bet your ass we are" he grins and an police officer approaches the fountain and squints his eyes as he sees Jimin and you smiling at him.
He sighs and places his hands on his hips "je vais vous demander de sortir de la fontaine les jeunes" he says and not understanding a word you turn to Jimin who looks at you and smiles.
"In translation it looks like we're in trouble" he says
20 minutes later Jimin and you were standing side by side at the police station, sharing a handcuff because you refused individual handcuffs, shivering in your wet clothes as everyone stared at the both of you curiously.
You stifle a laugh into Jimin's shoulder as he listens to the police officer lecture the both of you in French.
"les gens normaux reste chez eux dans des temps pareille, il pleut et malgré cela vous décidé de vous baigner dans la fontaine la plus connue est surveillée de paris" The police officer says
You lick your wet lips and approach Jimin's ear "what did he say?" you ask in a whisper
Jimin turns his head slightly to the side "he said normal people stay at home in this weather and that as if the rain wasn't enough we just decided to have a swim in the most known fountain in Paris" he whispers to you and you nod
Jimin clears his throat "tout nos excuses" he starts as he glanced down at you and sniffles from the cold.
"Nous sommes simplement deux touristes amoureux envie d'un peu d'aventure. Ça ne se reproduira plus" he says fluently and the officer glances back and forth at the two of you as you snuggle closer to each to keep warm before giving you a little smile.
"C'est d'accord, mais vous aller payer une amende" he says and Jimin nods "bien sûre
The police officer sighs and looks at the other officers as he walks away leaving you and Jimin alone
"Ah l'amour" he says with a chuckle
Jimin turns to look at you, "we'll just have to pay a fine" he tells you and you nod and press a kiss on his cheek before sneaking your face into the crook of his neck as he wraps his arm around you.
"Always in this together" he says and you smile and hook your pinky with his
The police officer returns and hands Jimin a receipt and a pen. You watch quietly as Jimin signs and hands the pen over.
"Vous êtes libres" the police officer says walking over to the both of you to remove the handcuffs but Jimin looks down at you with a mischievous grin
"We'll be keeping these" he says nodding his head to the handcuffs and the police officer's eyes widen as he realizes what Jimin means and he glances back and forth at the two of you.
"Vous êtes cinglé" he breathes out and Jimin laughs and looks at you
"Juste un peu" he says and you place your chin on his shoulder and smile up at him.
END OF FLASHBACK
"Jimin"
"Jimin"
"Jimin, we've arrived"
Jimin feels a hand nudge him gently and slowly opens his eyes.
He blinks before looking out the window as the car slowly drives up the front of the mansion.
He turns to his father who was staring at him.
"What, did I mumble in my sleep?" he asks fixing his hair and his father shakes his head "no, you smiled a lot in your sleep" his father replies and Jimin rubs his eyes and smiles again
"You look better" his father compliments
The car pulls to a stop and Jimin sits up and rubs his eyes as one of their butlers rushes out into the rain with an umbrella and opens the door for him.
"Young sir Park, welcome home again" he says with a bow as he holds the umbrella up
Jimin steps out "thank you" he says politely with a slight nod of the head before looking up at the umbrella over his head.
"No need for the umbrella" he says and the butler raises and eyebrow at him
"but young sir..." he starts and Jimin places a hand on his shoulder and chuckles
"The front door is right there and a little rain never hurt anyone" he points out and the butler smiles and lowers the umbrella "as you wish" he says and Jimin closes the car door.
"Where's my mother?" he asks as he starts to walk towards the front door the butler at his tail
"In the living room with your fiancée" he replies and at his words Jimin freezes causing the butler to quickly halt in his steps before bumping into him.
Jimin's father walks by him with another butler holding an umbrella over his head and glances at his son "what's the matter?" he asks at Jimin's suddenly tense expression.
Jimin doesn't respond to his father instead he lowers his eyes and continues his way to the front door leaving his father behind.
The butler quickly matches his pace and opens the front door for him and he walks in without a 'thank you' and marches to the living room.
With his eyebrows furrowed he steps foot into the living room and there was his mother sitting next to you.
The both of you were there laughing and talking, wedding dress magazines spread out in front of you on the coffee table.
All the peace and serenity he felt in the car suddenly disappears and he feels his insides clench as he watches you occupy a place that didn't belong to you.
His mother finally notices him and smiles
"Well if it isn't my very secretive son" she says and you turn to look at Jimin who with his eyes still on you forces a smile.
"You should've told me you were going to make a move" his mother says as she settles down her cup of tea
"You could've done it here in front of your father and I, we could've had a big dinner and celebration" his mother says and Jimin steps down the three stairs leading into the living room and turns to his mother.
"A move?" he asks and tilts his head to the side
His mother takes hold of your hand and lifts it up for him to see.
His smile falters when he notices the engagement ring he had bought and kept in his safe just waiting for the right time to ask his soulmate to marry him sitting on your finger and the anger inside of him heightens causing the ache in his neck to return.
"You asked her to marry you!" his mother exclaims happily and Jimin stares at the ring on your finger and then quickly composes himself and turns to his mother.
"Of course" he says deeply
"I thought you'd take my ring like we planned but this is okay too, you can use my ring for the wedding" she says and Jimin looks back at you
He sees the manipulative grin on your lips as you bring your tea cup to your lips, raising your eyebrows as if challenging him and he squints his eyes at you.
You remove the brim of the teacup from your lips and smile up at him "no affectionate greeting for your fiancée?" you ask and his jaw locks as he smiles.
"Of course" he says and approaches you.
He places a hand on the armrest of the couch to steady himself and leans down
"Hello baby" he whispers and you grin as he presses a kiss on your lips, it's a quick kiss but it was enough.
Ji-Wook steps into the living room just in time to see Jimin's lips part from yours.
"ah Y/N's here" he says with a smile
"and with some pretty big news" Jimin's mother says and Jimin takes a step back from you and puts his hands behind his back as he turns to his father.
You lift your hand to show the ring on your finger and Ji-Wook halts in his steps at the sight of the big rock shimmering under the lights and looks at his son.
"You didn't mention you were engaged" he says and Jimin clears his throat "yes it was a big surprise" he mumbles and looks at you as you smile up at him.
Ji-Wook takes a seat and stares at you and Jimin as the both of you simply eyed each other.
He had been waiting to see the day his son would ask you to marry him but there was something off about this.
Was it that his son was too secretive to even tell his own father that he was engaged or was there something else going on?
His wife pours him some tea and he smiles at her before returning his focus on Jimin and you "well here's to the engaged couple" he says lifting his tea cup.
"Jimin have a seat, have some tea" his mother says and Jimin looks at her and then at his father.
"As much as I'd love to sit and drink tea with you all I'd like to have a word with my fiancée" he says adding pressure to the word fiancée
"But we were just about to talk about the congress meeting" you say gesturing a hand to the television and he takes your arm and pulls you up from the couch as if you weighted nothing.
"Later, we need to talk now" he says and you look down at his hand around your arm and then up at him
"is everything alright Jimin?" his mother asks and he blinks and licks his lips before looking at his parents.
"yes I just need a moment with my fiancée" he says and wraps an arm around your waist and looks at you
"I missed her awfully a lot today" he whispers and you sigh and place your hand on the back of his neck, gently caressing his skin, his emote body goes rigid at your attempt to calm him like the real you does.
"Please excuse us" you say flashing a smile at you future in-laws and the both of you exit the living room and enter the dining hall.
Jimin lets you walk in first before he joins you and closes the double doors behind him.
He grips the handles for a moment before looking over his shoulder at you
"what the fuck do you think you're doing?" he asks and you grin, sit on the edge of the already set dining table and cross your legs.
"Whatever do you mean darling?" you ask innocently and his jaw locks
"That ring is not for you" he points out angrily and you chuckle "if not for me then who?" you ask and he glares at you
"Someone obviously fiancée material and the last time I check you were far from it" he says angrily stepping closer to you and you pout
"and who's fault is that?" you ask and he squints his eyes at you before turning away from you his hands on his hips.
Your eyes travel his body for a moment and you feel your layers being removed one after the other. The armor you had put on for war was being snatched off just by the presence of this man.
"Jimin" you say softly and he ignores you staring out the French doors towards the garden.
You get down from the table and stand behind him.
You lick your lips as your raise a hand and place it on his shoulder before sliding it down his chest and settling it near his heart, it beats under your palm and you bite down on your lips, wrapping your arms around him.
His scent fills you, the warmth of his body close to yours...
His entire body tenses but he doesn't shove you off nor does he move away.
You slowly open your eyes "why can't you see that everything I do is for you?" you whisper and he forces himself out of your arms and turn to you angrily, wrapping a hand around your neck.
You gasp as he takes a step forward to back you up against the table.
His eyes are lowered in anger and you place your hands on his encouragingly "squeeze harder if it'll make you feel better" you choke out
His eyes travel your face and you feel your heart beating extremely fast against your cheat as the air you breathe is being taken away but you don't care if it's taken away by this man, only by him.
Your eyes travel his face as you remove a hand from his and run it through his hair and his eyes flutter shut for a moment before he frowns and shoves you back, making you stumble onto the table.
"You declared war on us" he says and you shake your head reaching up to touch your neck where his hand was a couple of second ago
"I did what I assumed necessary to protect myself..."
"That's all?" he asks with a frown and you lower your eyes and step closer to him
"That's all" you lie
"I want Y/N back" he says pushing your body away from his and your heart clenches at his request.
"Why can't you see that I'm the one made for you?" you ask and cup his face
"why can't you see that the two of us are made for each other, you don't need her, you need me" you say and he frowns and shoves your hands off his face but you grab his face again and as if expecting a kiss from you he turns his head the other way and you simply place your head against his.
"You and I are linked, we've always been linked..." you whisper against his cheek, the warmth radiating off of him fills you with a need to be held by him.
"For centuries to come we'll always be linked" you remind him and he continues to look away from you.
"Look at me" you demand and with a sigh he slowly turns his head to look you in the eye.
"It's always been me, you are my ENIGMA, why can't you understand that?" you ask softly rubbing the skin of his cheek.
"I'm the perfect woman for you, I have the body, the personality, the balls to be with a man like you, and it's me you love Jimin..." you say and he interrupts you by pushing your body away from his again.
"It's not you I want or love" he states firmly and you feel something drop in your stomach as he says these words
"I want my angel not a monster" he adds gesturing a hand up and down at you
You clench your hands your anger and impatience filling you.
"I'M THE MONSTER YOU CREATED!" you yell at him and he grabs your arm roughly tugging you closer to him
"Shut your damn mouth" he says through gritted teeth and you flinch from the pain in your arm.
"I never created you, I simply gave you a body to live in and I want the owner of this body back" he points out shoving you away again and fixes his suit
You place your hand on your chest "I'm what you saw in her, I'm what made you fall in love, me" you whisper and approach him again
"Me" you whisper again and he looks down at you and you place your hands on his chest and stand on the tip of your toes to tease his full and plump lips with yours.
"You are forever my lord Jimin, everything I do is for you and for us, please..."you gulp
He cups your jaw and tilts your head back to have a good look at your face
"what do you want?" he asks and you lick your lips
"I want you" you whisper and he tilts his head to the side
"Lies" he sneers and you shake your head and place your hands on his hips as you back up and sit on the table, you part your legs and he stands between them still squinting his eyes cautiously at you.
"I want you" you repeat and he lifts his chin
"Why?" he asks and you lower your eyes and look at him from underneath your eyelashes while untucking his shirt from his pants.
"Because the both of us are made for each us, centuries ago we were and centuries to come we forever will" you whisper as you run the tip of your nose up and down his cheek.
He shuts his eyes and tilts his head back and you unbuckle his belt as you press open mouth kisses on his neck, letting your tongue caress his skin before your lips follow.
"The light of my life, fire of my loins, my sin, my soul" you recite and he shivers and places his hands on your thighs.
"You know..."he starts and licks his lips before looking down at you as you unzip his pants
"You did daddy proud last night" he whispers and you smile your insides fluttering.
"is daddy really proud?" you ask pushing your hands into his pants and wrapping your hand around his bulge.
He sucks in a breath and chuckles "I admit I was very proud" he admits and you lick his bottom lip as you move your hand upwards and then downwards, his skin smooth in the palm of your hand.
You press a kiss on the corner of his mouth as you continue to move your hand and he releases a moan.
His scent fills you and you hum happily, his smell was getting stronger which only meant the ENIGMA was fully taking over, he just needed a little push and the man you wanted would be finally here with you.
You stop the movement of your hand and he opens his eyes to look at you as you bring your hands to the buttons of your cropped vest and start to release one after the other.
He watches as you remove it and let it drop on the table and looks down at your free breasts.
"fuck me" you breathe out and he lowers his eyes and slips his hand into your hair before tugging hard.
"I'm all yours, I've always been yours" you whisper and he looks at your lips
"I love how you expertly spit out lies" he whispers and you gulp, he caresses the skin of your cheek with the tip of his nose as if taking in your scent as well and chuckles darkly.
"Now allow me to tell you a lie as well" he says his lips nearing yours
Your eyes meet his and he makes sure you see exactly who you're dealing with before leaning in closer to your face.
"I love you" he whispers and before you can say anything he presses his lips to yours and sucked into the twirl of lust you kiss him back hungrily, slipping your hands into his hair and gripping just as hard as he's gripping yours.
He groans in your mouth and tugs you closer to him, immediately you wrap your legs around his waist and allow him to grind himself against you.
His hardness hits your clothes clit and you gasp in his mouth, he bites down on your bottom lip as a hand cups your left breast, skillful fingers pressing the nipple before twisting it.
"Fuck" you moan tiling your head back, he presses kisses onto your neck, sucking on the skin harshly, leaving marks and you bite your lips in pain.
His lips leave your skin and he tugs on his tie, loosening it before wrapping a hand around your neck and shoving you backwards to make you lie on the table.
Your back meets the table roughly almost banging your head but the need and want in your loins was overpowering any kind of pain.
Once his tie loosened he shoves your skirt upwards and grips each edge of your laced underwear and tugs, easily tearing it.
You gasp as the air hits your now bare sex and he grips your thighs and pulls you closer to him so your ass hangs at the end of the table.
"You just want to be used by me don't you?" he asks breathlessly and you bite down on your lip and nod
"Such a slut you are my darling" he coos and you lower your eyes at him
"Always been one my lord" you say
You take hold of his hand and wrap it around your own neck "do it, do it, do it" you beg arching your back and you feel him twitch against you.
His eyes darken as he looks down at your body laid under him, he has always adored the sight.
He sneaks a hand between both of your bodies and takes hold of his erection, you bite down on your lips with anticipation, your heart beating hard as you wait for him to fill you.
He runs the tip of his dick up and down your wet slit and you shut your eyes and shiver
"Please..."you beg and at your plea he thrusts forward into you, hard.
You gasp as he stretches your walls making himself at home, a satisfied moan leaves your lips as you feel him inside of you, hard, erect and pulsing.
As if he's been gone for too long Jimin pauses at the sensation of your tight walls squeezing him in and tilts his head back, full lips parted in pleasure.
With his head still titled back he pushes forward more and fills you entirely earning a whimper from you.
He leans down, arms on each side of your head as his mouth hungrily meets yours, letting his hips work into you deeper and deeper.
The table shakes underneath you as he vigorously pounds into you, he sneaks his hands to your neck and squeezes, his lips leave yours.
"fuck Jimin, yes!" you choke out, eyes rolling to the back of your head.
Before he can tell you to be quiet, he notices one of the young butlers looking though the glass doors eyes wide in shock.
A slow smirk makes its way to Jimin's full lips as you kiss down his neck, without removing his eyes from the butler he raises his body from yours and works his hips into you while gripping your neck harder and harder.
You couldn't handle all the pleasure coursing through your body as he continues to expertly ram his dick into you, not missing a single beat to the slapping sounds filling the room.
The idea that his parents were only a couple of feet away increased the pleasure as you tried to choke out as much moans as you could.
Jimin raises an eyebrow at the butler who quickly rushes away before looking down at you, his hips not pausing for a second as your body bounces upwards due to his heavy and hard thrusts.
"h-h-harder d-d-dadd-y" you beg
"Shhh" he says, eyes lowered down at you and your insides clench violently at the sight of the look in his eyes, dark, emotionless, cold...
How cruel of him to be telling you to keep it down while he was fucking you senseless.
It was impossible to tame your moans and the sounds leaving your body, the intense pleasure he was giving your body was beyond what any other man could ever give you, this was the man you'd do anything for.
Black stars decorate your vision as you look up at him.
At the speed he was going you weren't sure the table could handle all the strength he was putting out, if he didn't stop the table was on verge of breaking.
With no mercy whatsoever Jimin continues to fuck you hard, deep thrusts, quick and then slow, hard and quick...
You were going to lose your mind.
You feel it coming, the furious wave that had been bubbling and gathering inside of you just waiting for the right time to explode.
"JIMIN!" you scream out despite his hands around your neck, your entire upper body rises off the table and he removes his hands from your neck while you wrap your arms around his shoulders, pressing your shuddering body to his as you feel your orgasms course through your tired limbs but he doesn't stop.
He takes hold of your thighs and holds them up as he continues to thrust into you, surprised you steady yourself by placing your hands on his hips and your lips part, breathless pants escaping your lips.
Despite your body still shuddering from your orgasm, your pussy mewls for more.
He shuts his eyes, head titled back at the feeling of your pussy convulsing around his dick, it easy slips in and out of your pussy because of your release
You kiss up his sweaty throat as he grips your thighs harder, eyes firmly shut.
You watch the masterpiece he is come undone as he approaches his release, your insides tingle again as you feel another orgasm bubbling in the pit of your stomach.
Your sensitive but it feels so good.
You cling to him, pressing your lips to his, a needy and want filled kiss causing your insides to clench around his dick.
"Fuck" he groans against your lips and you suck and bite on his full bottom lip before shoving your tongue into his mouth.
Both your tongues fight, caress each other and his thrusts become irregular and hard.
It hits you all over again for the second time in so little time, your legs shake and you cling to him desperately "fuck yes, Jimin!" you scream and you feel yourself release onto his dick again.
Jimin feels himself close to his release, in his right mind he knew he wouldn't have let this happen but he missed your body so much he couldn't swerve the temptation but one thing he knew in his lust filled mind was that he was not in any way going to release inside this body.
As he reaches his peak he quickly pulls out of you and still sensitive from your double orgasm you drop onto your knees and take him in your mouth.
He throws his head back as your mouth surrounds his dick, immediately met with the warmth of your mouth he empties himself with a loud groan, slamming his fist onto the table from the intensity of his orgasm.
You keep your eyes open watching him shake above you as he continues to release his thick and heavy load into your mouth.
You try to swallow as quickly as he shoots his semen down your throat but some of it slips out and dribbles down the side of your mouth and your chin
"Fuck" he sighs out as he finishes and you pull him out of your mouth and swallow.
He hangs his head, blonde hair saying above his eyes as he looks down at you on your knees.
He notices the cum on the corner of your mouth and chin, he uses his thumb to wipe it off for you before slipping his thumb into your mouth.
You happily suck on his finger, keeping eye contact with him before releasing his thumb with a silent 'pop'
He moves back breathlessly and starts to arrange himself, you stand and do the same grabbing your top and slipping it on before buttoning up, you notice your torn underwear on the floor and bend down to take hold of it.
You hold it up and bite down on your lips as you recall how he had ripped it off of you, you fold it and shove it into your pocket before watching him as he finishes getting dressed.
You run your hand through your hair as you admire him from afar.
Sweat glistening on his skin, strands of his blonde hair sticking to his face and forehead, the veins from his impressive 'exercise' still present on his neck and arms, full lips swollen and pink.
He tucks in and starts buttoning the last few buttons left.
"Here let me help" you say approaching him and reaching for the buttons of his shirt but he grabs your wrist to stop you from coming closer to him.
"What do you think you're doing?" he asks with a calm tone and you lower your eyes
"What does it look like I'm doing?" you ask and he chuckles and releases your hand
"you think because I fucked you it'd change something?" he asks and sneers
Your heart clenches "poor poor little girl" he sighs as he arranges his tie
"You're still cut off" he says running a hand through his hair and turns to walk away from you and you follow him with your eyes.
"You think what happened here has anything to do with the fact that you cut me off?" you ask and he chuckles as he shoves his hands into his pocket
"Don't forget that I know you, I know your tactics, I know your thoughts and I know every single move that you do and why you do it" he points out and you lower your eyes at him
"I made you" he reminds you and turns to walk out the dining room, you lift your chin trying to hide the affect of his words on you.
"What happened right now proves that I'm right Jimin" you say and he stops
You laugh and run a hand through your long dark hair shaking your head at his obvious denial
"You love me, not her" you say and he turns and looks at you with a smirk, his eyes land on the ring on your finger.
"Keep the ring, I don't want it anymore, you can do whatever you want with it, prance around claiming we're getting married, I don't care" he says and you feel the anger rise in you as your chest rises and falls.
You lower your eyes to the floor and soften your face before lifting your eyes and looking at him
"you promised" you whisper and he frowns
"You promised you'd know the difference between me and her, that you'd never push me away thinking I was her" you remind him tears forming in your eyes and his hardened expression falls as your words hit him.
"What did you just say to me?" he asks and you lick your lips and shake your head turning away from him.
"It doesn't matter anymore" you mumble looking out into the garden.
"What did you just say?!" he repeats louder and you grin before forcing it off of your face and turning back to him with the soft and tear eyed expression.
"You promised" you say again and he starts to laugh earning a frown from you.
"nice try" he says through laughter and you feel your insides clench angrily as he turns and starts his way out.
You look at the table beside you and grab a knife
"you bastard!" you yell out and throw it
It goes directly into a portrait of Jimin on the wall and he stops and takes a step back to look up at the portrait, the knife landed right between his eyes.
"You missed" he says nonchalantly and you lower your eyes
"On purpose" you point out and he looks back at the portrait.
"That's one of my mother's favorite portrait of me, such a shame" he shrugs and pulls open the double doors and walks out of the dining room without a single look back.
You watch him and feel your heart clench as he walks away, leaving you all alone and a shudder comes over you as you recall the last time he had left you all alone...
"why can't you see it?" you whisper and look down at the ring on your hand.
You take a step back looking at the portrait of him before turning and walking out the garden doors.
You walk slowly trying to calm your emotions, breathing in and then out and a small smile makes its way to your lips as you stop and look over your shoulder.
You had almost let useless emotions take over but it was all part of your strategy.
You had handed Jimin the opportunity to end this war but he obviously had no intent on stopping which meant only thing...
You were going to step foot on this battle field in heels and guns blazing.
"You had one chance my love, one chance" you say and lower your eyes into a glare.
You straighten your back, lift your chin and resume walking as you smile and fix your hair.
As you walk through the garden you pause when you notice a rose garden and images that don't belong to you suddenly flash through your mind and you shut your eyes and let them come to you.
Music fills your eyes, the laughter of children, the smell of food, your heart beats with joy, you see a rose being held out to you at a festival taken place in a familiar church and when you lift your eyes you notice doe eyes looking down at you from behind dark bangs.
Slowly you open your eyes and approach the roses.
You bend down to admire them and reach out to take one when suddenly a torn pricks your finger and you look at your finger noticing the blood oozing out of the cut and smirk.
You reach out and take hold of the rose that had pricked you and stand.
You admire the rose, letting your finger graze the petals and smearing your blood before you gently twirl it.
You lift your eyes and smile "You know how much I love these games, my Enigma"
Jimin arranges his suit and takes a seat next to his mother who turns to look at him as soon as he settles down.
"You're back" she says with a smile and then noticing your absence looks around with her eyes, in search for you.
"Where is Y/N?' she asks and Jimin crosses his legs and stares at the television where the news was narrating the congress meeting.
"She had to leave" he mumbles and his mother frowns
"Without saying goodbye?" she asks and Jimin rearranges the rings on his fingers
"That doesn't sound like Y/N" his father points out, forcing his eyes away from the news just for a second and Jimin stretches his neck a bit before replying.
"She wasn't feeling too well"
"hmn odd" his mother says looking at Ji-Wook who had returned his attention to the news, when suddenly something hits her and she turns to Jimin and grins
"Is she pregnant?" she asks wiggling her eyebrows at her son and Jimin chuckles and pats his mother's hand just as the young butler who had been caught watching earlier steps into the living room.
He freezes when he sees Jimin sitting there and his ears turn a deep shade of pink.
"Patience mother" Jimin says returning his gaze to his mother who pouts disappointingly at his response.
"Patience" he repeats in an absent and nonchalant voice.
"You promised"
He frowns as he recalls your words.
Yes he had promised but now that he thought about it how did the witch know about this promise?
He had made it to you, the real you...
His frown deepens as he begins to question himself.
To whom did he really make a promise to 3 years ago in Paris?
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He promised 🌚
Team Jimin, you alright? I know i'm not 🤤🤤
If you think there's no need for teams then you couldn't be more wrong. 😏
Hello my lovely angelsssssss sorry I got a little carried away with the gifs *coughs*🤧🤧
I hope you guys enjoyed the update
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Your understanding is major for what's to come because damn a lot is going to happen and yes people are going to die and no I won't tell you who hehe 😈
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By the way...ENIGMA REACHED 8K AND I'M DYING!!
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