pairing: Park Jimin x Reader
Inspired by Jimin's Like Crazy lyrics and music video theory.
Head and hands on the table, staring into the darkness while being in a deep thought. This is an everyday thing for him, wasting time arguing with his own feelings and thoughts. He was so scared, goosebumps all over his skin while wet tears left his eyes from the realization.
Now, I sink down, all alone away
A dark haze clouding up my eyes.
Here he is again, the mix of alcohol and sweat all over the room and him, jumping up and down to the beat. He is getting himself drunk from the drunkenness of your love, again. His eyes suddenly unfocus, looking around at the blinding lights.
Lost in the lights, lost in the lights
Ears red, arms pinned beside your head, guilt all over you while he kisses you harshly. Tears coming from his eyes while he presses his plump lips more against yours. You try to move but he is quick to push you back against the cold club wall.
Can you help me numb the pain?
Each night, you spin me up high
Strange, that's what you are feeling right now. Standing in the middle of the dance floor while your boyfriend is far away from you, but his eyes are on yours. They are emotionless, but full of love. They are shining, but sad. He suddenly tilts his head, lowering his head while looking at you nothing like before but more seductively as he makes his way closer to you slowly.
I wanna stay in this dream.
"You know i love you, right?"
"if you do then why are you doing this?"
"Does it feel good, making me feel like a fool?"
"if you are then don't leave, stay with me like this."
I need a way we can dream on.
Back resting on the dirty club bathroom, mind full of alcohol and confusion. It's quiet, only the music from the dance floor being heard slightly as he stares into nothing. Suddenly his eyes catch a black liquid on the ground, confusion full on his brown eyes as he stands up, stepping closer to the liquid. He sits on the ground, his body tense as the boy moves a finger towards it. As his skin makes contact with it, his eyes grow wide. The whole room turns into a pitch darkness as he looks around, running around the mysterious place before his ears catch a similar voice
I'm feelin' so alive, wasting time.
Stepping into his small, cold apartment with his black stained boots, not caring about them as he sits down behind the table again. He then places his hand, which is dirty from the liquid on the table as rests his head on the wood again. His eyes tired and red as he doesn't even bother to cry anymore. Alone now, but it's not for the best.
