The Player

Chapter 4

JIMIN

"Saranghae Jimin pabo-ya!"

I stood there, frozen. I've waited for su h a long time to hear those words again from her. I really did.

Chaeyoung and I knew each other since middle school. I've always liked her more than just a friend.

We met in music club. She was this shy and timid girl but when she holds the microphone, you'd mistake her for an angel. And as we got to know each other, I fell for her. The sweet, naive Park Chaeyoung.

But I got scared. She was first girl I liked and my feelings got the best of me. I was overwhelmed.

I rejected her even before she could confess. In an indirect way, I told her I didn't date fat girls. Which was not even true. I kinda regretted it but I guess it was for the best. 'Coz I'm not worthy of her. I never will.

"Yah Roseanne! Pull yourself together!" Jisoo, a red-haired girl yelled at the drunk girl on the couch.

"What happened?" The female DJ named Jen asked as she ran towards is. "What the f--k did you do to her?!"

Wow. This chic is feisty.

"She was dancing like a lunatic on the dancefloor and I stopped her," I explained. "She's drunk."

"Who gave her drinks?!"

I shrugged. Then a waiter suddenly approached us.

"I did," the guy said. "It was a complimentary drink for birthday celebrants. I specifically told her not to drink all of it."

I stopped and stared at Chaeyoung. Her birthday? Right. It's February.

"This is all your fault, Park Jimin," Jen said as she helped Chaeyoung stand up. My forehead creased.

"My fault? What the f--k did I do?!"

"Don't play games with me. So if you'll keep playing dumb, let me enlighten you." She pointed at me. "She is Park Chaeyoung, your childhood friend who's been in love with you since highschool and she just say you making out with that tramp of a girl on the dancefloor on her f--king birthday. Do you f--king get me now?!"

I sighed before turning around to leave.

"Take care of her." It came out as a whisper.

"Yah! Come back here!"

I ignored her then continued walking towards the exit. There I saw Yoongi with a lit cigar.

"Where's Sulli?" He asked. I shrugged. "She ditched you? That's new. No wonder you look so glum."

"No, it's not that." I sighed. "Chaeyoung... she's here in th club."

"Woah. Jinja?" He threw his cigat away. "So she really is in IUSEA. But why do you look pissed--"

"Yah Park Jimin!"

Both of us--Yoongi and I, was startled because Jen, bursted out of nowhere.

"If you think you can hurt our precious Chaeng again, you got it all wrong you mother--f--"

"Such a filthy mouth, Miss Kim," Yoongi cut her off. "You kiss your mom with that mouth?"

Her eyes squinted a bit--like someone who is pissed.

"Not the way I kiss your dad I don't."

Woah. Feisty. Yoongi--for the first time since I met him, turned mute. Jen grabbed my shoulder and made me face her. For someone shorter than him by around ten centimeters, I suddenly hot scared.

"Now that you've seen Chaeyoung, either you get your sh*t together and take responsibility of her or stay the hell away from her. Choose wisely or I'll personally CUT you."

Instinctively, I covered my crouch. Yoongi went in front of me and defended me.

"Ya! Who are you to yell at him like that--" My eyes widened as I saw what she did to him.

"Got a problem with that?!"

Ouch. That's gotta hurt.

"N...o... m..a'a..m"

She let go of him and smirked. "I thought so."

She left a wheezing Yoongi on the ground. I immediately helped him stand up.

"You okay?"

"Never...will... I ever... help... you again..."

"Sorry hyung."

"What happened here?" Jhope hyung ran towards us. "Yoongi, why are you holding your crotch like that?"

"It's nothing hyung. We should just go home now. It's starting get late."

Well, it would be very embarassing on Yoongi's part if I told them what just happened. We both helped him get in the car and texted the others.

"No! I want my Mochi! Mochiiiiiii!"

I looked over to my left side and saw the same trio. The unnies were helping their dongsaeng get in the car but she wouldn't cooperate. She kept running back to the club entrance.

"Just a minute, hyung. I'll be back."

I ran towards Chaeyoung and her friends.

"Mochi!!!!" She yelled excitedly and hugged me. My hand held her waist to stop her from falling over. Jen and the other girl kept throwing me glares but they couldn't stop her.

"You have to go home now, Chaeyoung."

"Not if you kiss me first..." she puckered up her lips. "Mmmmwwww..."

Even when she's slurring, her accent can be heard clearly. It's now 20 times sexier.

Damn it, Jimin! You can't arasseo? You can't!

I leaned down, grabbed her by her tony waist and carried her like a sack of rice. The red-haired one took it as a chance and told me to folllow them towards the car.

"Yaaaaa opppaaaaa... Andwae... andwaaaaae!!!"

She was wiggling herself out of my clutches but it was like she didn't have any more energy to break free completely. Her voice sounded sleepy too.

"Watch her head."

I put her in the car gently but Jen pushed me in.

"Ya--"

"She might escape," she said. "We live next to each other so just go with it."

"But my hyungs--"

"You have a phone, right? Use it."

I sighed amd just did what I was told. After texting Yoongi and Jhope, I hid my phone in my pocket.

Chaeyoung's head rested on my lap--asleep. I gently stroked her hair.

I miss her, really. One hundred percent. But I can't corrupt her. I don't like seeing her cry as well. If she stays by my side, she might end up like my mom. I will never let that happen.

It only took about twenty minutes for them to finally reach the compound. I carried Chaeyoung bridal style as she slept soundly towards their house and up to her room.

As I laid her down to her bed, she kept murmuring 'mochi' and 'saranghandagu'. Her bed was in pastel pink. Typical Chae. I tucked her in.

Her orange locks were all over her face so I gently brushed it off. Her skin felt like the most expensive silk cloth and her cheeks were in a shade of pink. But her lips... it was very inviting.

"So have you chosen?" A voice suddenly said behind me. I looked at the sleeping figure amd smiled.

"Yea. I think this time, it's the right one."