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“One of the cruelest things a person can do is to awaken someone's love without the intention of truly loving them.”
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You don't remember how you fell asleep last night. The last thing you memorize was lying on your bed talking to Ara and Jiun and waiting for Jimin. You still don’t know why you waited for him. You knew he wasn’t coming. Bouncing out of the bed you head to the bathroom to wash your mouth. Entering the bathroom, you grab your toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it, whipping a bit of water on it, before placing it in your mouth.
Today is the event, so you search your closet to find something decent to wear. You aren't the fashionista type; fancy things weren’t really your thing, but for events like this, you had to find something fabulous; something that will make you blend in with everyone but also bring you out. Examining through the closet, your eyes caught a sexy mermaid spaghetti straps raven evening gown; it was beautiful. You love how elegant yet how sexy it was. You smile and take the dress. The only thing that you need is shoes to match them. Heading over to the shoe section, you search for immaculate shoes; something that will bring out the dress and make your legs look pretty when you wear them.
You caught sight of a daisy print bowknot chain décor with stiletto heels. You aren’t sure if the heels match the dress, but after looking at it for several minutes, you shrug it off and take it. Just as you are about to walk back into the room, Jimin came in. He passes by you and goes to the closet, grabbing a few things before walking back out. You shake your head and go into the bathroom to take your bath. The event is at 6 o'clock; but you need to be ready before then.
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Namjoon sits in front of the big screen, watching the news as he usually does. He is restless; his eyes squeezing shut, then opening wide to stay awake. He didn't sleep well; last night his thoughts had other plans for him. Rubbing his eyes, he stands from the couch and heads to the kitchen table. He snoops at the file that is in front of him. The company gave the file to him for the affairs of the company, so he can look them through. He looks them over while reviewing each one before positioning them down and writing a sticky note on each of them.
Namjoon hates events such as this one; it was just the worst, everyone beaming with fake happiness, acting as if they were actually interested in the other's business but truly hated it. But he had to attend; because it’s for business. Just as Namjoon is about to look through the paper, his phone rings. He picks it up, not even bothering to look at the caller ID because he knows who it is. “This is your last time calling. NEVER call me again.” His jaw tightened as the phone slammed on the table. He gets up from the chair and walks to his room.
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The sexy mermaid spaghetti straps and black evening dress welcome your curve. The daisy print bowknot chain décor with stiletto heels feels comfortable against your heels. Your makeup was slightly light, you didn't have time to do a full make-up, not like you wanted to. All you need are your accessories and scented perfume. You will be good to go. You wanted to have gone by yourself, but Jimin texted you saying he will drive you. So you accept it not like you wanted to; but had to. His father had eyes and ears everywhere. If you and Jimin went there separately, he would find out. And the last thing you needed is having Jimin yell at you because of dad.
Stepping out of the room, you walk outside to where Jimin sits in the car staring at his phone with a smile crept on his face. You dismiss it and buckle yourself up. It doesn't take long for him to put the phone away and notice you; his eyes quickly go back to the road as he takes a quick look at you. Jimin’s suit was blue; dark blue, to be exact. He was sharp-looking, and well-fitted for such an event. This is what anybody would pick out to wear to a formal event like this. Starting the car, Jimin drives off.
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Everything is wonderful so far. You and Jimin walk side by side with his hands on your waist as he hugged you tightly towards him; as if you two were true lovers. Y'all greet everyone, well except people who Jimin cut off. But you being you, stroll away from Jimin wandering to the boys and greeting each one of them with a kiss to the cheek and a hug. Jimin notices this and clenches his jaws, but puts on a fake smile and begins greeting people.
“Hey princess,” Yoongi welcomes you, his arms wide open for you to leap inside. You grin walking into his arms, you miss being in those warm arms of his. As always, they all look good and charming. Gazing around, most of the men were dressed in expensive tuxedo suits of various colors. As for the women, they wore evening gowns and precious expensive jewels that shine on the neck like feathers of peacocks. “You didn't tell me she was going to be here,” Jin rolls his eyes as a familiar woman comes into view. The rest of the guys, including you, turn to see the person whose Jin eyes are on.
She had a sculpted hourglass figure. Her hips are nearly equal in size. She had a well-defined waist that's narrower. Her brows were perfectly arched, she had long natural lashes, her delicate ears framed a button nose which were as cute as those of Tinker bell. When she smiled at the woman next to her; she had an angel-white teeth that gleamed. Her black hair was fixed into a tight pony-tailed.
She wore a green women's vintage square neck long sleeve bodycon rib knit slit sweater pencil dress that praised her snow skin, highlighting her beauty. Her makeup was light, matching the color of her highlighted green dress. She struts toward a group of men with a huge grin, greeting each of them with a lovely, beautiful smile. Her smile is captivating. It almost makes you smile.
“Who is she?” you question. All the guys stare at you in astonishment. They all assumed you would know her by now; or at least seen her since it was Jimin's first love. “Um, she is-,” before Taehyung could even finish what he was saying, you notice Jimin walking over to where the beautiful woman is, his hands wrapping around her waist, as his lips quirk up in genuine smile as he places a kiss to her cheeks, before heading over to another group and greeting them with a lovely smile. You snort and turn to the boys. “I'm guessing she's Areum.” They nod their head nervously.
“Well, now I see why he loves her,” you mutter; a light chuckle escapes your mouth. Shock, the guys stare at you with incredulity on their faces, they were completely shocked. “I should go grab a drink. Suddenly I'm thirsty.” They nod their heads as they watch as you walk over to the drinks station. You look at each of the drinks before grabbing one and gulping it all down, not even leaving a little. Clearing your throat, you took another shot.
“Wow, are you alright?” Turning around, you see a masculine figure standing; his pupils dilated as the skin on his face wrinkled. The first thing you notice is his undercut hair style; you lick your lips, you weren't sure why you were looking at him in such a way. Was it vodka? But it's only one cup. His black tuxedo suit looks more pricey than ever. The coat hugged his buff upper body as the pants hugged his big legs.
Namjoon? Not only does he look expensive, but it was your first time seeing him like this. You never thought he looked this good sexy with an undercut or appeared this hot; or maybe it was the alcohol making you see things. Namjoon is a very handsome man that you knew; he looks like he is a gift from the gods or god himself, but you have never seen him like this before. “Yeah,” you nervously laugh. He chuckles as he looks at you, hypnotized, as if you are a goddess. As he licked his lips, his tongue poked inside, his cheeks playful.
“Taking a picture wouldn't hurt,” you joked. He chuckled. “You are ravishing.” You lift your eyebrows. “What?” You ask. He shakes his head. You were about to say something, when you felt a delicate hand around your figure. You turned to see Jimin glaring at Namjoon; a stab of anger washed over him. You try moving his hands from around you, but Jimin's hands are shrouded tightly around your waist. Namjoon sees this and lightly chuckles.
“Mr. Kim, I see you and my wife have already started socializing,” Jimin says.
“Yes, she's stunning. I mean, she has always been beautiful, but she's glowing brighter than the moon itself today.” A flush crept up your face, your cheeks burned from the compliment. For a minute nobody says anything, the aura is quiet and cold, even the background music is louder, the two glare at each other with such animosity in their eyes, you don’t know why they feel hostility toward each other so much, but one thing you don't want to happen is for you to be in between the two or even be next to them if they are acting like this.
“I should go say hello to the others,” Mr. Kim says, and he leaves. Jimin's hands remove from around you, and you let out a sigh of relief. He glares at you; rage seared through him. He rolls his eyes. “Eyes are supervising us. Be careful.” You scoff. “Maybe you should also take your advice,” you gaze over at Areum, who was marinated in resentment. Your eyes shift back to Jimin. “Your lover seems jealous,” you smirk before leaving Jimin and walking over to some guy. Jimin closes his eyes shut and takes a drink from the stand gulping it down.
Author's Notes: oh Namjoon