147 More of What? Pt.2 (1/2)

”But what if… I want more?”

Gyuri stared at the determined look on Jimin's eyes as she tried to process his words.

More? More of what?

The gears in her brain turned as she tried to make sense of the situation, her heart racing as if it already knew. Drawn to his unwavering gaze, Gyuri couldn't focus on anything but Jimin. It was as if every fibre of his being was screaming for her to look at him, overwhelming her with the intense pressure of deciphering the underlying message behind his words. Everything else faded into the background.

”More?” Gyuri nervously giggled, recoiling from his touch.

Jimin's eyes flickered as he watched Gyuri pull away.

”You must be really hungry, huh? If you're asking for more stew when you haven't even touched your bowl yet—” She hastily got up and headed toward the clay pot, desperate to avoid meeting his eye.

”That is not what I meant.”

With bowl and spoon in hand, Gyuri hesitantly turned. ”Then… what did you mean?”

”It is not the stew that I want more of,” Jimin spoke resolutely. He braced himself as he declared, ”It is you.”

Gyuri dropped the wooden spoon.

”I- I know this is hard to believe,” Jimin fumbled, suddenly looking unsure of himself. ”Even I did not want to accept it at first, but I am tired of denying it. I do not want to run away anymore. I want to face myself, but the only way I can do that is if I face you first.” Jimin took a deep breath as he professed, ”Gyuri, I am in love with you.”

There was silence.

Gyuri blinked several times as Jimin's words echoed in her ears. Her heart skipped.

Chim Chim loves… me?

The thought was so ludicrous that she didn't know how to react. Tongue-tied and flustered, Gyuri's mind was in disarray as she muddled through her thoughts. She was so caught up in her ruminations that she blurted without thinking, ”No.”

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”No?” Jimin's heart sank.

”No, I don't believe you.” Gyuri cast the bowl she had to one side before hurriedly wiping her palms on her skirt. ”Quit joking around, Chim Chim. This- this isn't like you.”

”I do not jest.” Jimin briskly stood up. ”Why would I jest about something like this?”

Gyuri averted her gaze. ”I don't know. I thought maybe- maybe Zeren put you up to this!”

”He did not.” Jimin moved away from the table so that he was standing before her. ”No one did.”

”Then what about Mayu?” Gyuri mentioned. ”Aren't you interested in her?”

”What?” Jimin was perplexed. ”I am not.” He ran a hand through his locks and sighed. ”First Zeren and now you. Why does everyone assume I am interested in her?”

”Because she's a good person,” Gyuri replied, ”and she's pretty and she's calm and your personalities mesh perfectly.”

”That may be,” Jimin considered, ”but despite all those merits I do not see her in that light. It was not her who I ended up falling for.”

Gyuri blushed as Jimin stared at her intently. ”You're- you're just confused, Chim Chim.” She laughed nervously before stepping back to create more distance between them. ”It's probably because we shared a traumatic experience that you've misinterpreted your feelings from that time. Yeah, that's it!” Gyuri rambled, ”Like when- when you're crossing a rickety bridge and there's someone on the other side. It's common to mistake your fear for attraction, so you're not really in love with me.”

Confused by the latter half of Gyuri's reasoning, Jimin blinked. ”What?”