Let Me Love You
Maybe one or two would do. No, more to the left. Hmm...no, take that off, it's too plain. No no no, that's not right," Jumin sighed and rubbed his temples as Mr. Kim smiled and held up a different color. You cringed as he held up the dirty lavender color, knowing that he wouldn't approve of that one either. Jumin looked up and frowned as he saw the distasteful color.
"You clearly have no taste in things that match," he said as he stood up.
"I'm sorry, but you asked for spring colors."
"Since when is shitty lavender a spring color?" he asked, annoyance filling his tone.
"Mr. Han," you said, slightly frowning. "Perhaps you should try a different arrangement of colors for the party."
"You're the party planner, not me. You suggested Spring colors."
"Of course, I know that, but please, listen." You walked over to the pile of colored paper, rummaging for a certain one. You pulled out a lovely plum color that match the cherry blossom pink. You showed Jumin and walked over to him, setting it on his desk. "The contrasting colors don't really compliment each other. It'll look better if we used something like…." A sigh escaped your mouth as you placed a blue grey paper on his desk. "...something like this would look great with white."
Jumin Han studied the colors and tightened his tie. "Hm. I see what you mean. We'll go with this and white."
"Perfect!" Kim said as he wrote it down in his little book. He shook hands with Jumin Han and you then left the office. Jumin leaned against his desk and put one hand in his pocket as he looked at you. You were organizing some things in your book, letting it know that you had completed a task. You've been able to finish work earlier than usual lately, which left a lot of free time on your hands. You were able to catch up on your party planning, putting you ahead of schedule.
"Sapphire, have you taken out the guests that won't be attending?"
"Yes, Mr. Han."
Jumin walked over to you to see what you were up to. He stood by you, eyes intently watching as you placed all files of attending guests in a yellow folder. It had been two days, marking this day Friday, since the unexpected incident between you and Jumin. Nothing had happened since, but you would catch him staring at you or see his eyes roll over your body in a praise. This got you thinking that he wanted you. That he still craved you and wanted more. More kisses. More hugs. More everything. If he felt the way that you felt, it was no reason to hide it.
"Have you looked at the prices?"
You looked at Jumin and smiled. "Yes. The restaurant says that it's cheaper to enter if you're paired. Singles cost 2,000 yen. Couples cost 200 yen."
"Wow. It's a lot cheaper for couples." Jumin frowned and studied the papers on the small desk. "Contact all guest and tell them to bring a plus one. It'll be easier that way."
"Yes, Mr. Han." You turned around to find Jumin staring at your face. You blushed and smiled. "Is something wrong, Mr. Han?"
"Yes."
Your smile quickly faded away and you frowned, wondering what you did to seemingly upset him. He took a long strand of your hair in his hand and rubbed it between his fingers, staring at it peacefully. You watched him as he tucked it behind your ear, looking into your eyes while doing so. "Are you wearing a different perfume?"
"Um, y-yes, Mr. Han."
"Hmm…." He smiled as you took one of your hands in his, placing it on his shoulder. He then grabbed your other hand in his and began to lightly sway back and forth, as if dancing. "Tell me, Sapphire. Can you dance?"
"Y-yes."
"Will you be dancing at the party?"
"N-no, Mr. Han. I have to work during the party."
He quickly frowned and let go of you, his eyes suddenly cold. "You won't be attending the party?" he questioned.
You backed away from him and shook your head. "N-no.. I thought it would be okay if i missed it since I've only worked there for a couple months." You looked away with a saddened frown.
Jumin stared at you for a moment as you played with your hair, something that you usually did when you were nervous. His hand cupped your face, tilting it too look up at him due to the height differences. His eyes seemed to burn into yours, creating two gaping holes in your face. "My assistant must come. Of course, I won't force you to." He then laughed. "That was a funny joke."
"What was?"
"Me saying I wouldn't force you." His eyes narrowed as that dangerous smirk appeared.
"Y-you can't make me-"
"Well, of course i can." He pulled your face closer to his as his other hand toyed with your hair. "Why would you be so silly as to think that I wouldn't? You'll do as i say…..because you have feelings for me."
How'd he know? It was because of those kisses, huh? Because i didn't refuse to kiss back. Because i went along with it….dammit.
You blushed and stared at his soft lips that were only centimeters from you. How were you to respond to that? It was embarrassing to you that he knew. He could use that against you, and you couldn't deny it. "..."
"Exactly. You won't deny what you feel towards me."
"Neither will you, I assume?" you said, frowning.
"...What are you implying?"
"I'm simply implying that I'm not the only one of us that has those feelings."
He stared at you with a stone cold face as he let go of your face. "Sure."
You felt as if something in you died at his response. Sure? Wow. He didn't have the same feelings. He was just toying with you to do what he wanted you to do, to have you as his personal doll that he could use as he wished. This angered you to a whole nother level that made you want to cry. The way he kissed you meant nothing. The way he touched and felt you meant nothing…..
You angrily pushed him away from you, causing him to slightly stumble back in surprise by the sudden rage. You grabbed your things and pushed past Jumin, running out of his office and into the elevator.
[707 has entered the chatroom]
Yoosung: 707!
Jaehee: Luciel, how are you?
707: Im
707:doing
707: Fantastic
707: rightnowimreallybusy
Jaehee: ?
Zen:Typo
Yoosung: Are you busy?
707:When is the glorious 707 not busy? ^^
Zen: He has a point
[Jumin Han entered the chatroom]
707: Mr. Trust Fund!
Jumin Han: Hello
Jaehee:Mr. Han
Jumin Han: I think I've made a mistake.
707: What?! *gasp* Mr. Trust Fund made a mistake?!
Jumin Han: -_-
Yoosung: What happened, Jumin?
Jumin Han: Sapphire is very….unhappy with me.
ZEN:What did you do to her? *glares*
Jumin Han: I said something offensive i guess.
Jaehee: What did you say?
Jumin Han: It's…..personal
ZEN: If it's personal why bring it up?!
[707 has sent a picture]
707: Screenshot off of CCTV
ZEN:Why do you have cameras in the apartment? -_-
707: the question is
707: why wouldn't I have a camera in the apartments?
ZEN: -_- you're a creep, Luciel
Jaehe: You're just barely noticing this, Zen?
ZEN: ...you're right
Yoosung: Where'd Jumin go?
Jumin: I'm here….
[707 has sent a picture]
Jumin Han:…..
ZEN: JUMIN HAN, YOU JERK! SHE'S CRYING BECAUSE OF YOU!
[Jumin Han has left the chatroom]
Yoosung: he left
707: He probably felt bad
ZEN: I highly doubt that
[Jaehee has left the chatroom]
[707 has left the chatroom]
[ZEN has left the chatroom]
[Yoosung has left the chatroom]
You sat on your bed in your baggy black sweater and white pajama shorts with a cup of coffee in your hand and your glasses lazily placed on your face. Your knees were touching your chest as you were hunched over your coffee, staring into the dark brown abyss. The steam constantly fogged your lenses, slightly entertaining you in your current state of boredom and sadness. You still couldn't believe that you just let your boss have his way with you, toying with your emotions while aware of your feelings towards him. You couldn't help but to feel really pained by his simple response. It hurt, of course, but at this point you were more angry than sad. Your heart hurt. It felt like crumbling into a pile in your chest cavity.
Your attention turned to the hallway as you heard multiple knocks on your front door. You sighed as you stood up and walked to door, expecting girl scouts or something. You opened it and automatically regretted it. Jumin was there, panting, the first four buttons unbuttoned and his tie hanging loosely around his neck. His hair was a mess and his mouth slightly hanged open as he tried to catch his breath.
"..S...Sapphire.."
"What do you want?" you spat.
"Listen to me-"
"Just hurry and tell me so you can leave me alone."
Jumin stood straight and swept his hair from his face. "Please….forgive me for what i did...for..what i said. I didn't mean to offend you."
"Oh. great, is that all?" you asked with annoyance in your tone, clearly wanting him to leave.
"No-"
"Oh, well too bad, i have to go," you said as you went to close the door. His foot stopped the door from closing and he pushed his way inside, causing you to back away. He frowned as he closed the door behind him, turning to you and breathing heavily. You went to speak but was cut off as Jumin spoke. "Shut up. Just listen to me, Sapphire. Stop talking for one damn second." He walked to you and embraced you in a bear hug, lightly stroking your hair as he held your head against his chest. "Sapphire. Please, excuse my previous words. I was being a fool, and I'm admitting to that, so give me some credit. I'm a very classy male that takes pride in himself and things that I associate with, especially prized possessions and objects, including my assistants."
"I'm not a possession or an object, Jumin," you mumbled against his chest, trying to push away.
"Listen. You aren't an object or possession, but you are something that i take pride in and think very highly of and if I had anything similar to emotions for you I would've done something about it already."
SO...he doesn't feel the same about you…..
"Or…...so I thought." He forced you to look up at him as he licked his lips. "I can't control myself; can't contain the fiery hunger that builds up in my abdomen whenever you're near or i smell you.." He leaned down and sniffed your hair. "A smell so arousing, I'm surprised others have been able to contain themselves. These past days, I haven't been able to hide it...I've needed to let it out, to feed my hunger and devour you, but I have been able to yet do so."
"Jumin.."
"Please….Sapphire. Let me take you. I need you." He inhaled sharply as he sniffed in your scent once again. He stared down at you as you began to look up at him, unsure of what to think of his words. His hands moved to your shoulders as he lightly held you up, making you step on your tippy toes, as he crashed your body against his, smashing your lips together hard enough to leave a bruise. This was a new type of force. A new type of feeling. It wasn't quite love….it wasn't quite lust. It seemed to be out of his hunger. He wanted to devour you one by one, to take you all and claim you…..but not as his.
"Jumin," you breathed against his lips as he ran both hands through your hair. "Jumin, stop….."
Jumin continued his actions as you struggled to pull away. "Jumin…..this isn't right...Jumin, stop…" You pushed him away and frowned as you stared into his eyes. They were full of lust and want, something that you didn't want any part of. You didn't want to do things with someone who just lusted for you. He didn't want to be with you...he just wanted you. "This….isn't right. You can't do this...I won't...I don't want to be your toy-"
"Oh, but you wouldn't be my toy," he said with a heart melting smile. "You'd be my kitty."
"...your…..kitty?"
"Mhm. Meow for me."
You blushed terribly as you gulped, not sure of what to do. He pushed you against a wall, framing your head in between his hands. A slight grin placed itself on your face. He's been playing with my feelings these past days to satisfy his own desires….. You smirked and tilted your head to the side. "Meow~"
Jumin's eyes widened and he stiffened as you wrapped your arms around his waist, slowly pulling him closer to you. "Meow."
"Sapphire.."
You kissed his chin and pulled his head down as you whispered in his ear. "I'm not doing this with you out of lust, Jumin." With that, you ducked under his arm, freeing yourself from the awkward closeness. You adjusted your glasses, going into the kitchen and pouring yourself some coffee.
"You got my hopes up."
"I know." You turned to face him as you sipped your drink. "Now, imagine that happening 2-3 times in one week."
"I'm not going to imagine such thing."
You laughed. "I figured."
Jumin frowned and folded his arms, facing you with a disappointed expression. "I don't approve of this."
"I don't care. You're not the boss of me outside of work."
"Hm….I see. And if I were…..would you still reject my feelings?"
Your eyes met. "I haven't rejected your feelings. I rejected your lust only."
"Did i not mention my feelings?"
"No. You went from apologizing to 'i have a devouring lust for you that's consuming me' and THAT'S when I rejected you."
Jumin looked at you questioningly and fixed the cuffs on his sleeves. "Well, I must have gotten carried away. Like i said before, you are too tempting." He cleared his throat and looked at the floor, then at you again. "Sapphire, i thought my heart only had a place for one woman in my life; My beloved Elizabeth the 3rd. But, I've seemed to realize that you are on my mind most days at work and I forget about my queen. She'll purr constantly from lack of attention, but I cannot help but only think of you. So, I can assure you that what I feel is not only lust towards you. I have very deep feelings for you that I developed from having you live with me for a couple days and through the messenger app. Please, believe me when I say this. I want you as mine. I need you to accept my affection towards you so that no one else can confess their love for you."
You inhaled deeply, slightly freezing as he walked to you, lightly rubbing your cheek when he was in front of you. A tight knot formed in your stomach and you sighed shakily as he grinned. You looked up at him and smiled goofily as you giggled. "Meow."