{Juhee POV}
Ouch.
My head was pounding as I slowly lifted myself off the bed and tried to lessen the pain by putting my hand on my head and massaging it.
Why do I feel so weak?.... Shoot, what time is it?
I reached over the side of the bed where my night stand was placed to grab my phone and check the time when all I felt was dead space. My eyes were staring blankly at the bed sheets as I was reaching over, so the feeling of just air and no night stand caught my eye's attention as they slowly turned to where my hand was.
Where is my nightstand?!
Since my mind was a bit groggy, it took me a while longer to realize that...
I'm not in my hou--
"Morning--"
I quickly turned my head toward the direction where the familiar honey-like voice was coming from.
"Belle."
It was Jimin. He was leaning sideways against the frame of the door's entrance and had his arms folded. His hair was a bit disheveled as if he too had just woken up from his sleep. He was wearing a button up white, oxford shirt, the one from yesterday in fact. The sleeves were rolled midway up his arms, revealing his defined veins on his forearm as they were crossed across his chest.
More than the fact that he looks 100x more attractive than 4 years ago, there was one worry that flashed in my mind by seeing how his total appearance looked as if he had had a wild night.
Did we-- no way we did.
Without realizing, I quickly started to pat down my body from my chest down to my legs to feel if my clothes were still on me. I felt my chiffon blouse still on me, thank god, but then as I went down to my legs, I felt nothing but my panty and bare skin.
Shoot this can't be happening!
"I have to say, I have messed around with a lot of girls but you were exceptional last night." Jimin said with a smirk and seductive glint in his eyes.
"You're kidding! How did I even end up here?" I said with my arms across my chest as if I was trying to protect myself from a thirsty beast.
"You were drunk last night and so I was in charge of taking you back to your apartment, but then on our way to your place, things got a little heated between you and me in the car. Which then led to, well, you know." With his 'you know' he hinted with his eyes by looking at me and then looking down at his pants.
"How could you do that? I-I-I haven't even kissed a guy yet." And with the thought of having lost my virginity, I couldn't help but start to cry in front of him. I felt warm streams run down my cheeks as I sniffled silently and constantly brought my hands up to wipe them away.
Jimin's face expressions made a 180 degree change from looking seductive to genuinely being worried for me as he quickly unfolded his arms and said, "Belle, don't cry. It was a joke, I j-just wanted to startle you for a bit there. I didn't think you would actually cry."
I could feel the space beside me on the bed dip down as I wiped the tears away from my eyes to find Jimin sitting down right next to me.
"Don't worry, I slept on the couch last night." He cooed softly as he gently wiped away my tears with his soft thumb.
Hearing that I had not lost my virginity brought sunshine back into my thoughts.
Because of my happiness and thankfulness toward him for not taking advantage of me, I managed to suppress my sniffling and whispered, "Thank you, Jimin."
When I lifted my head up to see him, I discovered that our faces were in close proximity from each other. I could feel his breath fall on my neck and it caused a shiver to run down my spine. Even though I don't think I have any romantic feelings for him, I felt butterflies start to flutter around in my stomach.
It was for a few seconds where we simply looked into each other's eyes, trying to read what was going on in the other person's head. From the look of Jimin's eyes, it looked as if he was curious. It looked as if he had a deep yearning to discover something about me. His gaze was intense yet, I felt a bit of gentleness in the way he looked at me. I felt safe, surprisingly.
Still maintaining eye contact, he asked in a husky voice, "Do you have something you want to tell me?"
The way he asked almost gave me a sense of guilt. Actually no, I did feel guilty because I remembered that I have been keeping the biggest secret away from him.
Plus, he was my roommate, yet he never knew.
With a swirl of emotions and thoughts running around my head, I couldn't calm myself down to think properly on how to reply. A part of me liked starting new with Jimin since he viewed me as a girl now. But another part of me wanted to hangout as friends with him again like the past.
It's now or never Juhee, I told my self as I took in a deep breath.
"Actually, there is..." My voice felt as weak as my body, not knowing what his response would be. If anything, I was expecting Jimin to be furious since I had kept it a secret from him all these years. Would he hate me?
Jimin's eyes widened as if he was shocked that I had something to confess. I don't understand why though, he asked the question. But that wasn't important then. What was important was how I would convey my hidden identity to him.
"Jimin, I am actually--" Before I could finish my sentence, I felt something soft and plump crash on my lips, leaving me aghast and paralyzed. My eyes were wide open with shock as I saw Jimin's eyes closed and our nose touching each other. Instead of a hot, passionate kiss that I usually saw Jimin give other girls, he kissed me slowly, tenderly, and sweetly. As if he wanted to savor every second of it. I felt his hand smoothly wrap around the back of my neck and draw me closer. I let out a faint gasp, not expecting him to tighten the space between us. Although Jimin's lips on mine, kissing me tenderly sent a vibrating sensation down my body, I couldn't find the strength to return his kisses the same way.
Why is he kissing me suddenly? I didn't finish my sentence yet he is suddenly acting as if he has missed me for an eternity. I just don't think about you the same way you are acting toward me Jimin. I am sorry, not yet.
After regaining strength in my paralyzed body from the shock Jimin gave me, I lifted both of my hands to his firm chest and put pressure on it to push him backward. In response, the grip of Jimin's hand around my neck tightened as he started to kiss me more passionately, showing his disagreement in us breaking apart. His breath was heavy on my face as he inhaled and exhaled through his nostrils.
My cheeks felt as if they were on fire as I felt the passion of his kisses intensify. But they were not heating up because I was embarrassed, well, that's partly true. Moreover, my cheeks were heating up because I was annoyed that Jimin wasn't thinking about what I wanted. And at this moment, having no romantic feelings for Jimin, I didn't want to be kissing him.
With more force, I managed to push Jimin away from me. As he broke his lips away from mine, he was staring at me, breathing in and out heavily, trying to catch his breath.
"What are you doing?!" I shouted.
Jimin smirked as he ran his finger through the front part of his hair saying, "Well, I guess I am your first kiss now."
More annoyed now, I replied back, "Jimin, how could you just kiss me without my approva--.. You didn't even let me finish my sentence!"
"Juhee, stop pretending now. I know who you are." He said, still trying to catch his breath.
My eyes widened when he said a word that I haven't heard come out from his mouth in years,
"Juhee."
Trying to keep myself together, I asked, "When did you find out?"
"Last night... You were drunk and gave away some hints."
I mentally slapped myself for letting myself get overly drunk last night from our business dinner.
"Then why didn't you say that you knew who I was as soon as I woke up this morning? You still acted as if I was someone new to you."
Jimin's voice raising in volume as the conversation progressed, "Because I wanted you to tell me yourself! I wanted you to tell me since you haven't told me for 4 years, plus the years we were roommates!"
In response to Jimin raising his voice, I started to raise my voice, "Why does that even matter? It was more comfortable for both of us to live as if I was a boy instead of a girl!"
I swear I almost saw tears form in Jimin's eyes when he finally seemed to explode with emotions that he had been holding in for a long time. His breath was shaky and his hands were gripping the bed sheets on either side of him as he shouted weakly, "Juhee, you!."
He paused before continuing with a more softened tone,
"You don't know what I went through. Because I believed that you were a boy, you don't know what I went through..."
Wanting to get to the bottom of Jimin's explanation, I kept pushing forward, not back down in my tone of voice.
"How could me being a boy make you go through any hardships? We were roommates. How could me being a boy affect you?"
Without a pause, Jimin shouted, "Because I believed that I was gay!"
Unable to speak, my heart flopped at the realization of where this was going.
"Because I liked you, Juhee... because I truly liked you."
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I'm sorry to my readers, this chapter was definitively not very good. I promise I'll make it better in the next chapter! For some reason I was having a writer's block but I hope it is still enjoyable! I'll work harder and thank you to those who are reading this far! I love you💕