Love Is Bound ‖ ✓

chapter 15

The dark purple night sky was delusional to blend with the moonlight, lighting itself up. Tiny stars sprinkled over the dark spreadsheet, twinkling at times, seizing all the compliments even from the people who were not an enthusiast of stargazing.

It is the perfect romantic set up while a certain brunette does the opposite of what the night had planned. A ridiculously designed mug in her hand, hair all messed up; dressed in a baggy sweater, almost dreading to slack off one of her shoulders and a printed pajama.

She successfully pulls off the look of a clown walking straight out of a circus. After a full yawn, she obliges the forsaken wall clock with a glimpse of attention, "Just eleven forty. Hm." She pops her head out of the window resting her elbows on the window sill. A couple walks out of the dorm heading towards something which looks like a picnic?

Snacks and drinks spread out on a table. People dancing around like maniacs as if no one else existed. Rice lights hanging around on flag poles with a banner at it's end- 2021 here we come!

'2021 here we come? Fuck! I have to get to Jimin.'

The imbecile that she is, had to emerge out of her shell on days like this. It is a half blessing that the blue haired is not home. Otherwise it would have been quite a sight to watch the girl limp around the room struggling to roll the jeans up her legs.

"Fuck these stupid jeans. Fuck the hoe-man who invented jeans. Dumb shit head." All her frustration vents out through her curses. Finally she decides to throw together a mini skirt in the gnarly winter, slaying the night with her flabby Mickey Mouse sweater.

"Damn Jimin where are you?" She shuts the front door, technically, slammed it but who's keeping the record.

Somehow, the fresh winter air combs it's finger through her hair, slipping away with ease. She heads towards where the crowd is gathering. But in vain. All his friends; Jungkook, Suga, Hoseok and not like it's important but even Minseo is there.

Y/n jogs around the place in hopes of finding him somewhere 'round about there. "Oh Jimin, you should have at least mentioned the place dammit." She runs hand through her hair in frustration when a message popped up.

Blueberry 🐯

Hey...

I'll be late

I guess I'll catch up at 1-ish :(

At least some problems are lagging off her shoulders for the time being. '11:50. Ten minutes more...' She can deal with Taehyung later but for now she chooses to focus on Jimin. She goes to all the places they have met once or twice. Their usual meeting place. Everything. He is no where.

'11:55, it's not going to happen...'

The faint ray of hope that has survived so long is now far dead. Maybe they are not meant to be. She sighs as she climbs the stairs. She reaches the second floor. The prolonged empty corridor is all she witnessed. It is useless when a tiny ray of light diverts her towards that one soul lingering on the very end. Dangling hands on the railings.

Her feet carries her fast towards the being. Nearer she gets, heavier her steps become. She slows down. The ground squeaking under her converse till it stopped, meeting the eyes she has been searching for.

"Y/n?"

Oh, that voice. It sounds so beautiful. She melts the moment it touches her ears. He is looking as ethereal as ever under the moonlight. The silver strokes perfectly highlighting his cheeks. His blondes making him look all the more unreal. It seems something too good to be true.

"Jimin", she takes a step closer. "Swee- can I call you sweetheart? For the old times' sake?" Y/n eagerly nods notwithstanding the distance between them in the proximity. "I missed you so much Sweetheart."

"I missed you too Chim." The brunette let the other pull her into a warm hug. It is all they need right now. They need each other. "I'm so sorry, love. I really am."

"I know. I forgive you."

Jimin is the one to pull away first. He admires the features of the brunette that he had memorized a long time back. He looks her in the eyes and says, "still got that mischievous twinkle..." He chuckles, cradling her cheeks in his palms.

Caressing it with utter tenderness contrasting his manly nature. It is as if he is holding something delicate, too fragile. Very likely to break when it will come in rough contact.

"I don't think I am anything without you, y/n. But know that it is better for us not to be together" "please don't say that." Foreheads presseng together, their nose brushed against each other dreading the intolerable gap between them.

"You are the best I have ever had. And you will continue to be my forever."

There is a loud cheer from the crowd mingling downstairs. The cheers for the start of countdown. It dies down in the background while the two lovers are long lost in each other's eyes. Every second a stronger wave of impulse to cry hit them. "Forever, Chim."

10...9

"You remember when I said moon shines in the dark? Only because the sun never refused to have it's back. Just like how you had mine. I was too blind to have taken you for granted. Yep, I'm that idiot. Your, idiot. Y/n, I hurt you a lot but I want you to remember- you are my sunshine. I need you to shine for me, okay?"

5...4...3

"Sappy"

2...1!

"Only for you, bun. Only for you", Their lips pressed. It is this force that compels them to have the conversation sealed. The warmth of the kiss tends a bubbly sensation. Maybe it was the lack of physical interaction or just the inclining desire they felt for each other at that moment.

"Happy New Year", Jimin whispers as he cups her cheeks, caressing it. A raunchy whistle curbs them to look at it's direction. Two drunk heads, stumbling on their feet took snaps of all lovey dovey couples. "Enjoy~ guys. Happy New Year", they mumble, staggering on the way to find another couple.

"Hey", y/n peels away from the blonde waving at the drunkards for their attention. "It's okay Sweetheart." Jimin smiles and pushes a streak of hair away from her face giving her a quick peck. "I told you I'll tell everyone about us this time, right? So let this be a start."

'What? He can't be serious.' Her eyes widens. "A- Are you sure?" The other does not answer and simply holds her hand, walking.

They were downstairs, walking towards a small gathering towards his friends. His drunk friends. Y/n stares at Jimin with dilated pupils. He is determined and no one can change his mind in this case. "Jimin you don't have to. They are drunk either ways."

"Y/n, do you love me?" Easy. Yes, she does, without any regrets. Thus, she nods. "Do you trust me?" She feels weak under his gaze. Yet, lucky to be the one to fall victim of that gaze. "More than my life", she smiles. Jimin squeezes her tiny hands which perfectly fit in his like the pair of lost gloves.

"Good. I know I don't have to do this. I want to do this. For us."

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Um yeah. So that's that. Thoughts?