Chances |Park Jimin, Imagine #3, Part 6|
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'Someone left you a present. It is in your room'

Chances |Park Jimin, Imagine #3, Part 6|

They entered the restaurant, Jimin walking right past the line and to the part of the place he owned. Nobody spoke or stopped him. You could easily tell he was respected.

When Jimin stopped, Y/N noticed a man before him with pink hair and broad shoulders. He was utterly beautiful. He looked right past Jimin and to Y/N, a smirk on his face.

"Jin, this is Ahn Y/N, my fiance," Jimin spoke softly stepping out of the way, showing her off completely to his gay step-brother, "Say hello." He bumped her shoulder gently.

Y/N smiled at Jin and bowed, "It's a pleasure to meet you." She then stood, seeing him holding out his hand. She then let her hands fall in his as he gripped hers. She felt weak in the stomach.

"You're a lovely woman, Miss Y/N," Jin then kissed her hand, smiling at her, "I can't seem to understand how my little brother here swept you off your feet." He then let Y/N go, grinning at Jimin.

"Kim Seokjin," Another male behind of him spoke. He had raven black hair and doe-like eyes that were sharp, "Excuse him, Mr. Park." The boy smiled at Y/N, "My name is Jackson Wang. I am pleased to meet you."

Y/N smiled and bowed again to him.

She then looked to Jimin, "Give me five minutes, need to go freshen up." She turned in the direction of the bathrooms. She started that way, not waiting for anyone to speak to her.

She got to the bathroom, and went in, going right for the mirror. She stood before it, looking right at herself. She took in a deep breath, "I am in over my head." She breathed out.

Her phone went off.

She looked at it as she pulled it from the black purse, opening her messages. The notification was from Jungkook.

'Someone left you a present. It is in your room'

She didn't bother responding as she put the phone away, stepping back from the mirror. Her heart was still racing and she didn't feel calm at all.

The man with purple hair came back to her. And his name became apparent.

Kim Namjoon.

She wondered why he was so familiar to her. She shook her head as she turned to the door, walking towards it. She opened it but stopped as she stared at the person before her.

It was a person with purple hair.

She screamed and slammed the door flat in the person's face. Her voice attracted attention; especially Jimin's.

He was already up and on his way over there. He stopped at the door and turned towards the person with purple hair, "What happened?"

"I-I don't know..." The woman knew who he was and felt flabbergasted. She was already red as a tomato.

Jimin scoffed, opening the door and went in. He saw Y/N standing by the sinks as fast from the door as she could be. She looked at him, shaking her head.

Her whole body seemed to vibrate with fear.

Jimin kept walking towards her, no other people in the female bathroom, "What has gotten into you?" He then grabbed her arm, pulling her towards him.

She tried to push him away but he wouldn't let her.

"Stop it." Jimin looked her right in the eyes, "What is the matter with you?" He spoke softly towards her, not seeming angry or agitated.

Y/N closed her eyes, breathing.

"Are you paranoid still after last night?"

She looked at him and nodded. She figured that had to be it. She didn't say anything about Namjoon or how he kept showing up and staring right at her. She just couldn't.

He sighed, letting his shoulders slump, "I think you need to go to bed. We can do this another time." He then grabbed her hand, dragging her to the door.

Two hours later, Y/N walked into her room, Jimin closing the door behind her. She turned on the lights, seeing something on a dresser to her left.

She picked it up, seeing Jungkook's handwriting there. The note simply said that is was a gift from a friend. With her heart still racing, she took the bag to her bathroom.

She took her dress and shoes off, quickly removing her make up. She didn't bother taking a shower as she slipped a loose dress over her head. She didn't put on any slippers.

She then opened the bag as she sat it on the sink. A box was within it. Once she opened the box, a small purple heart appeared. She held it in her hands, narrowing her eyes.

It was just a small purple heart.

Nothing else was there.

She put it down and looked u into the mirror, seeing herself. She was still red and you could easily read fear in her eyes. She smiled to herself as she walked out, turning off the light.

She left the bag and box there but the heart was in her hand.

She then walked to the door that left her little space and out into Jimin's office. She left the door open as she walked to the door on the opposite side of the room.

She opened the door slowly, seeing Jimin standing in the middle of the room. He turned back and looked at her, raising an eyebrow, "What did I tell you about bothering me?" His voice was low.

"Thank you." Was all she said as she turned and started to walk out.

"For?" His voice stopped her. He no longer sounded angry that she was in his room.

She sighed, turning back around and looking at him, "Helping me out today. With everything. I know I don't seem grateful for any of this, but I am." Her voice was soft as she spoke.

"Not everyone gets to be my fake fiance, remember that," He laughed at her, crossing his arms, "No need to thank me, I am doing my job as a man." He nodded his head, winking at her, "Is that all?"

She nodded, turning and leaving, shutting the door behind herself.

She then faced her door but stopped in her tracks. She quickly noticed something that wasn't right.

Her door was closed.

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