11: Zoey

I walked into my room, closed the door behind me and stretched out onto the comfortable bed. I try to shrug the feeling away. The intensity I felt when seven pairs of eyes stared back at me. Even in that odd state I wanted to reach out my hand and fold it around Jimin's. I lay my arm across my eyes, blocking out the light. My heart is pounding out of control. I want to see him. It's not that I haven't noticed the others, which I had (especially the deity with the orange hair), but the intensity towards Jimin is much more outlined. I've never felt this way about a guy before. Sure I've had men in my life, but never anything like this. The door screeched open. I lifted my arm away from my line of sight when the bed dipped beside me. Jimin was sitting down beside me. "Sorry about earlier. I were informed about something that caught me off guard," he apologized as he fold his fingers around one of my hands. My heart pounds like a slash hammer beneath my ribcage. He looked up at me. Bedazzled. Does he feel it too? "There's no need to apologize," I assured him. He smiled at me dearly before bowing his head and placing his lips against my hand. A ticklish sensation brewed within me. He pulled away much to quickly to my surprise and slouched over. This must be affecting him just as much as me. I inched closer and laid a hand on his shoulder blade, "Are you okay?" I asked. Trying to ignore this feeling as much as I could muster. He turned his face towards me and lightly brushed his lips against mine. Thousands of fireworks exploded within me. We pulled away, completely out of breath. I pushed my forehead gently towards his as our fingers intertwined. How can it be possible that I like him even more after a single kiss? I am indeed smitten. Infatuated by the idea of being with him.

The door to my room swung open and in came Jungkook. He quickly closed it behind him. "I know who you are. I can tell you what the lullaby means," he said as he stood tall with his back pressed against the door. Jimin turned around and looked at him. Pleading him to remain quiet, without saying a word. I could feel it. His uncertainty. Still the blue head continued: "As an infant you were adopted. Your mother was a Siren. Your father a sailor," he paused. I looked at him confused. Completely dumbfounded. What? Is this some kind of joke? An Aprils fools prank? Jimin gave a deep sigh. He pulled his hand free from mine, which made my heart shatter into a million of tiny pieces. He started moving away from me. Instinct rolled in and left me wrapping my arms around him from behind and begged, "Don't go!" Jungkook took in a sharp breath. "Have you sealed it with a kiss?" Jimin folded his hands around mine and nodded his head. I noticed how he closed his eyes for a moment, pinched the bridge of his nose and exhaled deeply. "Jin-hyung and Joonie are currently in the library trying to find anything on your peculiar case. Hopefully we'll be able to inform you about everything tomorrow." I lay with my cheek against Jimin's lean back. He's so warm. "Unfortunately, I have to break up this moment in time. I think that it'll be best if Jiminie didn't spend the night," he suggested. I don't like the sound of that. How am I to breathe without him here?