Tonight is finally the night!

I had spent all week trying to get Jiminie to talk to me but he wasn't practicing what Hobi had taught him and I was getting frustrated.

The guys haven't made it back out since the middle of the week to give me an update about how they were trying to figure out the origins of the music box and what exactly pushed me out of my body.

I was going stir crazy with no one to talk to. There were times I thought he did see me but he just kept acting like I wasn't there at all.

Ignoring that his keys were in weird places or just getting up to turn off the TV quietly when I would turn it on. The last straw was when he brought home a girl! I had spent most of the night out on the balcony trying not to listen to them while they went at it like rabbits.

But everything was about to change tonight!

Because tonight it was supposed to rain and I knew he definitely could see me!

I slowly pushed open his door creeping close to his bed, I watched as he shivered pulling the blanket closer to him.

Okay Rayne, how are you going to wake him up? 

I anxiously shift on the balls of my feet. Suddenly the pain is back and I close my eyes focusing on the picture going through my mind. I'm seeing through my own eyes, I'm walking up to a bar I've never seen before, I just barely glance at the name of the bar before the pain goes away, and I can open my eyes.

The Three-Legged Monkey.

I'd never seen it before but at least it was a name! I'll have to remember it for when I see the guys next. I clap my hands and notice how Jiminie flinches in his sleep but settles back down continuing to rest. I lean down towards his ear.

"Jiminie..." I call softly, but he only proceeds to roll over, turning his back to me.

"Jiminie, it's time to wake up," I try again to wake him up.

"Mmmmm no, five more minutes," he mumbles.

My patience was already thin, I tried it the nice way and now I was going to do it my way. I pulled the blankets away from him because I didn't want him to jolt up and stumble out of bed with the blankets tangled around him and hurt himself.

I blush as I realize he prefers to sleep in just boxers, my face instantly feeling hot as I try to look away from his toned body. He might be annoying, rude, messy, and a total playboy but gosh he was fine. Prying my eyes back up to his face I take a deep breath.

"JIMINIE, WAKE UP THERE'S A FIRE!" I shout as loud as I can.

"W-what where?!" He springs up rushing out of his bed and then freezes standing in the middle of his room.

I nervously bite my lip, twiddling my thumbs behind my back innocently as he turns to look at me, his eyes narrowing angrily on me.

"Are you crazy?! Why would you wake me up like that?!" he spits out.

"I tried to wake you up nicely, but it wasn't working."

"Then you should have let me sleep!"

"No way! It's raining, you can finally see and talk to me." I say excitedly bouncing over to him.

"I don't want to talk to you! I'm going back to bed," He says, walking over to his bed and picking his blanket up off the floor.

"If you don't talk to me, I'll just keep pestering you!" I threaten.

"You can try, but I'm very good at ignoring annoying things," he lays down in his bed turning his back to me again.

"Jiminie..." I coo. It's followed by silence.

"Jiminie, please. I need your help and I can't keep just talking to myself," again there was no reply.

"If you don't pay attention to me, I'll tell Yoongi that you were rude to me!" I watch as he tenses under the blanket.

Got him!

I creep closer leaning on his bed, "I'll also tell him about how you brought home a girl knowing I was here basically making a porno in front of me" I smile wickedly

"Fuck, okay don't say anything to that guy! What do you want Rayne?" he sits up letting the blanket drop down to his waist.

"Perfect! Now that you're up, Jiminie, I need you to take me somewhere!" I happily jump off the bed. Grinning ear to ear.

"Stop calling me that! My name's Jimin!" he says annoyed, still glaring at me.

"And it's..."—he pauses leaning over to pick up his phone—"1 a.m. I'm not taking you anywhere!"

"What about tomorrow?" I ask sweetly. Totally ignoring the fact that I've been calling him the wrong name this whole time. I swear I heard that cute boy call him Jiminie though!

"Where do you want to go?" he asks, the annoyance in his voice only doubling.

"I need to check on someone," my voice loses the excitement it just had as the said person runs through my mind.

I wonder how he's doing? I just left him all alone. I doubt any of the guys went to tell him what happened...I wonder where he thinks I am.

I shake my head trying to dismiss my thoughts as I look back at Jimin who is smiling and looking down at his phone. He looks at me and smirks, raising both his eyebrows as he shows me his phone. The weather app pulled up.

"Looks like it's not raining tomorrow so...I won't be taking you anywhere." his smug satisfaction just radiating off of him as he stands from his bed and walks out of the room.

His words are just like a knife into my heart. I need to get out of the house and I NEED to check on him. A long sigh escapes me as I shuffle out of the bedroom. I walk into the living room watching as Jimin stands in the kitchen practically naked drinking water.

Jimin was half-shadow, every muscle on his torso flowing from the light into the dark. He was a living work of art, every move he made giving away his strength as his muscles bulged and flexed to pour himself more water. His skin looked so tempting to touch and my eyes were fixated on him. At least they were until he caught me staring and shot me a flirty wink.

"Like what you're seeing?" he asks with a mischievous look on his face.

I quickly turn my back to him and stare out the window. Embarrassed that I let his body tempt me, forgetting his foul personality.

Fuck it's not even raining anymore! WAIT! IT'S NOT RAINING!

I turn back to him in excitement as his mischievous look drops and he now looks nervous, "w-what?" he stutters out.

"You can see me," I say in a sing-song voice as I skip closer to him.

"Yea?"

I stop right beside him in the kitchen leaning over to his ear to whisper, "it's not raining, Jiminie,"

"FUCK!" he shouts.

I knew he could see me!

"Better go get some sleep. We are going out bright and early tomorrow," I say with a chuckle and try to pat his shoulder, but my hand goes right through him making him shiver.

I don't give him a chance to respond, quickly rushing out of the room leaving him standing there in total shock.

ヽ｀、☁ヽ｀、