Love Me Again (Taehyung X Reader)

Chapter 15: "Maybe she could fall in love with me again."

Y/N POV:

The next few days passed surprisingly quickly. Jennie had helped me get acclimated to the tasks in the office, but by the end of the first day, I had figured out what I needed to do. Jimin was extremely kind and caring. After I had hugged him, his overly polite demeanor faded a little, making me feel much more at ease, knowing this was how it was supposed to be.

I hadn't seen Taehyung since he came to the meeting in the conference room and I couldn't help but feel like he was avoiding me. I wanted to see him, but I couldn't figure out a reason to until I was finally presented with one.

Jimin came out of his office on Wednesday morning, running a frustrated hand through his hair. "You okay Jiminie?" I asked, not missing the way his eyes lit up and the smile he gave me when I used the familiar nickname.

"Yeah. I have a meeting in 10 minutes, but I need this document signed by the department heads and faxed out," Jimin replied, his voice soft but clearly aggravated.

I stood up, smoothing down my mint green silk shirt and brushing the wrinkles from my black dress pants. "Here. I'll take care of it," I offered, holding out a hand for the document.

Jimin hesitated, his eyes worried. "Are... are you sure?" he asked. "It needs to be signed by all of them."

I nodded my head. "I'm sure Jiminie. I.. I know I have to go see Tae. I want to see him," I admitted.

Jimin's eyes widened in surprise and I didn't miss the flicker of hope that flashed through them. "You do?" he questioned. I nodded in response, giving him a small smile. "Do you remember him?" The anticipation was so clear in his voice that it made my heart shatter a little.

"No," I replied shaking my head sadly. "But something in me misses him. Misses him so much it's making me crazy." I could feel the burn of unshed tears sting my eyes. A pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around me, hugging me tightly. Once again the familiarity of his embrace made my heart fill with adoration for the sweet man in front of me.

"Oh honey," Jimin murmured against my hair. "It's going to be okay. Your heart still remembers him even if your mind doesn't." Jimin stroked a hand down the back of my hair in a soothing gesture. I could feel the pain in my heart ease just a little.

Thinking about his words, I wondered if they were true. It helped to make a little more sense of the situation. It explained why I yearned to be around him even if I couldn't remember him. I looked up at Jimin. "Do you really believe that?" I asked, trying to cling to any type of faith that this was going to be okay.

Jimin nodded then pressed his plump lips to my cheek in a gentle kiss. "I have to believe that," he reassured me. "It's the only way I can make it through all this. I have to believe that even if your mind doesn't remember who I am, who we are, your heart still does."

I hugged him tightly, letting the waves of comfort wash over me before pulling myself from his arms. I swiped a hand under my hands, removing the traces of the tears that had unknowingly escaped. "Alright. Get to your meeting my Jiminie and let me take care of this," I said, holding out a hand for the documents in his hand.

Jimin's eyes widened, immediately filling with tears. He yanked me forward, crushing me in another hug. "You... you called me your Jiminie," he said, his voice breaking. He buried his head in my shoulder, his tears soaking the silk of my shirt.

I thought about what I had said and recognized that maybe Jimin was right. The words came out so naturally I hadn't even realized what I said. Maybe he was right. Maybe my heart was remembering what my mind couldn't. I squeezed him tightly. "You've always been my Jiminie," I replied. "Even if couldn't remember it."