Were You?

Kiss...

It was a wonderful word to use. It was a beautiful moment to exist.

But for jimin, it sounded so forbidden.

All he could think of was his wife when he heard Wyen say those words.

Jimin watched Wyen sit there, waiting for his response.

Her eyes held so much tense but her actions said otherwise.

With every second he made her wait, her own actions made no sense to her.

No... This isn't right..

"You really want to?"

Wyen's breath picked up and her shoulders immediately raised before she looked away from Jimin.

"F-forget it-"

"Come here"

Two simple words echoed in Wyen's ears before her chin was gripped by his very cold fingers.

Eyes blinking vigorously, Wyen had her head turned before Jimin eyed her very pretty lips.

Lips meeting ever so softly, Jimin's eyebrows narrowed upon feeling his heartbeat pacing up with every milli second that passed by.

With every second he counted kissing her lips, it only made her shatter into pieces.

Her shivering hands didn't dare to get off of her lap as he pulled her cheeks up within his hands trailing down her long hair.

His shoulders flexed inside the very shirt he wore before his hand took hers that almost slipped off her lap.

Placing it over his jaw, he took a bite of her lips which only made her eyes squeeze tight.

"Mmh-"

Her whimper was accompanied with his eyes that followed her eyes before going back to their lips that are collided.

As tears of pain stayed still in her eyes, about to burst any second, her eyes averted from jimin before they met his.

Her very husband's.

Her very husband who stood there with his best friend.

With his hand being pulled to be intertwined with Dae-ni's, his eyes didn't leave Wyen.

His eyes held something different.

It wasn't just the stern expression he always holds but something more.

Looking directly into her eyes, Jungkook felt something slowly starting to burn inside of him.

Jimin's eyes clutched close as he deepened the kiss while his skin went numb.

His hands trembled when they laid over her shoulders.

As he softly licked her lips, she flinched before the kiss was broken.

Panting heavily as she tried to push jimin away, her skin started to coat with thin layer of sweat which only worried jimin.

"Wyen..? Wyen, look at me."

Jimin said aloud and jungkook's hand balled into a fist in no time.

"I.. I'm.."

Wyen tried to speak as her head started to spin which only made Jimin eye her with so much tense building up in him.

"Where's the restroom? Where's the restroom!?"

Glancing at jimin as he yelled aloud so, Dae-ni looked back at Jungkook.

"Jungkook! I'm talking to you-"

Jungkook jolted up as soon as he woke up from his thoughts.

Eyes falling over Dae-ni only to avert back to Wyen, jungkook's narrowed eyes slowly widened.

Jungkook's lips parted at the sight of Wyen who turned pale white.

"Wyen-"

Stepping forward, Jungkook was stopped by the arm that was hooked around his.

Looking at Dae-ni's arm, Jungkook immediately pushed it off of him which only made Dae-ni freeze there.

Her eyes are as cold as ice but her hand that balled into a tight fist as Jungkook ran towards Wyen showed the pain.

The pain, the anger and the utter jealous she felt at the moment.

Wyen hesitantly reassured jimin that she's okay but jimin, who watched her skin turn pale with his own eyes, shook his head.

Picking her up in his arms as she gasped, Jimin looked down at her face which was only inches away.

"Jimin I'm o-okay-"

"No."

Jimin's eyes dug into hers and her hand fisted on his shoulder.

Her heart didn't just pace but it chased the butterflies that were flying in her stomach.

She could feel the sudden vibrations passing through her body as he rushed upstairs without struggling so much.

As much as slim he was, he was still so strong.

Stronger than Wyen, who didn't seemed to weight that much.

Jungkook followed them behind in hurry.

His eyes began to fill with tears as he watched her.

Something told him, he wasn't right.

That he did something that might have triggered this.

That might have led them to the situation where rather than him, who is her husband, someone is knowing all about her.

As the restroom's door slammed, Jungkook eyes met with jimin, who was wiping his neck with tissues while closing the door behind his back.

Eyeing Jungkook as he, with teary eyes, searched for her, Jimin slowly approached him.

"Jungkook? Hey, Wyen is.. just sick."

He eyed Jungkook before Jungkook's soft eyes turned cold.

He glance back at him from the door before his hand brushes jimin's off of his shoulder.

Jimin's reassuring smile froze on his lips as Jungkook walked past him, bumping his shoulder against his in a manner he never has expected from Jungkook.

"Jungkook-"

Jimin's head turned to the stairs and Dae-ni's eyes met with jimin's.

Jimin blinked, expecting her to say something nor do something but when she didn't budge off from there, Jimin's eyes averted away from her.

Hand balling into a fist, Jimin immediately walked off from there.

Dae-ni's shoulder almost bumped with jimin's as he rushed out of there,

Jimin's not bothered behaviour showed that he doesn't even want to even know why she's up here, calling her bestfriend's name.

Not that he doesn't care but jimin felt as if he's invading her privacy.

Her.. privacy it is.

Jimin pushed his hair back as he walked down only to feel everyone's eyes upon him.

A sigh, he swiftly walked towards the dressing room or so he thought.

A click of the door being closed, Jimin stayed still with his back against the door.

His eyes held nothing in them but the emptiness.

Blinking as the cold breeze ruffled his hair, jimin's knees gave up.

Sitting down on the floor, jimin's body turned cold as ice the minute he took off the jacket.

Fingers intertwining above his knees, he sighed heavily, trying to regulate his breath that was so rigid.

Rigid, he thought.

The rigidness wasn't new to him.

It has always been hidden beneath every breath he took.

Jimin closed his eyes, trying to avoid any thoughts that could erupt but when the familiar darkness surrounded him, he was no longer out of the very memories he held so tightly onto.

"Jimin~"

Dae-ni's voice echoed through as she rushed into the living room with remote in her hand and cucumbers on her eyes.

Jimin chuckled as he felt her wife's arms wrap around his waist ever so warmly.

Her head laying over his back, she smiled brightly.

Her soft and tender touch always had his heart melt and when he felt it all over again, Jimin couldn't help but blush.

Shaking his head to brush off the flustered expression from his face, jimin laughed softly making her do the same.

"What are you doing?"

Jimin blinked vigorously as her hands trailed up his chest only to trail down his abs.

"U-um, soup for you and ramen for m-me- Dae-ni!"

Jimin exclaimed when her fingers slipped inside his pants.

Breath heavy, he turned around and his eyes trailed up from her lips to her eyes.

What you doing to me?

Jimin gulped as he thought before her lips curved up into a smirk.

Pulling his collar that she could reach while tip-toein, she stole a peck from his lips.

Eyes blinking as she stepped back, jimin took one forward.

His hands reaching for her waist, he gently laid his hand over her cheek, capturing her lips into a very chaste kiss.

The kiss just has to be simple but his eager self deepened the kiss before his arms wrapped around her waist ever so caringly.

"Jimin!"

Her moans are the best, jimin thought as he smiled against her lips.

"You naughty... Drinking in the middle of morning?"

He caressed her lips as he eyed her pretty face that he held so loveably.

Pretty she was.

Beautiful she was.

Mine she was.

He smiled as he thought.

"Mine.."

His breath shiveringly left on his own words before his teary eyes laid over the hands on his knees.

Holding back was very hard for jimin.

Sitting there while his inner self forcefully demanded him to not do what he was told not to, Jimin hesitantly covered his face.

"Jungkook~!"

Tears slipped down his cheeks as he heard her very high pitch moan.

His cheeks turned pink as he cried.

Lowering his voice as much as possible, his sobs turned the quiet and dark room upside down.

"What? It's just Jungkook.."

his hands covered his ears as her loud exclamations got back to his mind.

"Were you?"

Jimin thought as he sobbed in silence.

"Were you really mine?"