Call your new toy

The morning breakfast was the most awkward moment of my life. Jungkook was sitting beside me while evidently fuming Jimin in front of us as we dined in complete silence.

Unlike Jungkook, Jimin happened to see my text only in the morning and had to rush like a maniac to reach my apartment only to find me cuddling with another man.

The sight he had to witness surely must have been tough for him to digest but I was hoping he had understood the situation.

Following the breakfast, Jungkook took his leave, however, Jimin showed no sign of starting a conversation or interacting with me. In fact, he didn't even bother asking what had happened? Why had I sent the help message?

It was like we were having a competition on who could remain silent for longest because even when our silence stretched out for hours neither of our lips twitched.

As the sun began to shy away from the sky, I found Jimin prepared for the night out dressed up in tight leather pants and a leather jacket embroidered with crystals which immediately made me break my resolution to remain mute.

"You are leaving?" no doubt my voice conveyed my distress to perfection.

"Hmm" he hummed as a response which got me agitated.

"Leaving me alone" I spat with bitterness laced on my tone.

Every night has become a battleground that I had to survive through and every second in solitary was a threat to my life and yet he was discarding me for a night out when I was going through such traumatic experiences.

"Yeah and I hope at least for the night you won't be freaking out unnecessarily" the sharpness in his voice pricked my chest but my lips remained sealed, stunned at his attitude.

"Anyways if something happens, you have that guy to babysit you for sure" he sneered under his breath and I gasped in exasperation.

"What did you just say?" I dared him to repeat his word one more time with narrowed eyes.

By this time my anger had reached its boiling point and the only thing stopping me from throwing things at him was my barely hanging morals.

"If anything happens, call you new toy" Jimin retorted with no shame, directly looking into my eyes.

My lips quivered feeling insulted. I couldn't believe he was misbehaving with me because of something I had no power over.

If I wouldn't have texted Jungkook and he wouldn't have arrived god know what would have happened to me but instead of trying to understand what led me to be in such a situation with Jungkook, he was venting his anger upon me.

Jimin snatched his leather jacket from the couch and hastened to get out of the apartment when I grabbed his wrist and he stopped in his track.

At once my rage was replaced by despair while I searched his eyes for the answers to his curt behavior. He was no longer the Jimin I knew and cared for. There was so much hostility reflecting in his eyes that made me question if I ever knew him before.

"What happened to you Jimin?" my voice cracked.

Jimin had always been caring and understanding to me.No matter what the circumstances might be he had never raised his voice at me but then there was never another guy involved in this equation.

Jimin lowered his head avoiding my hurt yet prying glance.

"I thought we were beginning our new life here," I chocked on my unshed tears requesting him to answer me.

Right now I was hating the existence of Jeon Jungkook. Why did I even have to meet him and mix up my emotions? I was completely fine with just Jimin in my life but now everything was crumbling down.

"I thought the same too until you went smooching that guy in public" Jimin yanked his hand back than dashed out of the apartment with a loud slam of the door leaving me vulnerable and defenseless.