Mirrors Paralell //Jikook

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"Umm, Jimin? I might have something of yours."

Oh god, no! I'm sure he found him. The mirror was on top in the bag, he definitely saw it. Jungkook never listens to me, when I tell him to stay hidden. 

"Y-yeah! I noticed that y-you grabbed my bag instead o-of  yours. I'm on my way to y-your apartment," I say while stuttering. 

"Yeah, the bag, but might wanna tell me why there is a mirror with a person in it?" he asks.

 Well, what a nice week it has been. Not only did I fall in love with someone who might not exist, but also in less than a day three of my friends found out about him. I haven't told Tae or Hobi that I'm madly in love, and I wasn't planning on telling anyone, but I might just have to explain to Joon about this or he won't stop nagging me about it.

"Y-Yeah, about that. I'll explane everything later. I'm almost there," I say quickly. He agrees and hangs up, and I start running again. I'm almost at his apartment. 

After 5 minutes of running, I make it to a wooden house. Joon doesn't like big aparment buildings, so he found an apartment in a house, which has only about 10 apartments in it.

I stop to take a deep breath. I can run quite quickly, but with my current health, it's quite hard. I quickly dig my phone out from my pocket and call Joon. He picks up and tells me to come in. I really understand why he likes his apartment. It's far from all the ruckes of the city. The house itself is nice and the wooden staircases are beautiful.

I make it to his apartment door and knock. A few seconds later, I hear footsteps coming closer to the door and the it opens, revealing Joon.

"H-Hey," I say akwardly. He greets me and tells me to come inside. I hop inside and take off my shoes and jacket. I go inside the living room, placing the bag onto the ground and throwing myself onto his couch.

"So," he starts, "Want to explain this," he says while handing me Jungkook. I slowly take the mirror into my arms and hug it, making Joon look at me weirdly.

"Where should I start?" I whisper slowly, "A few years ago, I started to feel like somene was following me. The feeling kept getting stronger when I went close to mirrors, and since the world is basically filled with them, then I always freaked out whenever I went outside. I threw out all of my mirrors and even had to make Taehyung throw them out, because the feeling of emptyness was just drving me crazy," I say. I look down at Jungkook and he nods me to continue, but before I could start again, Joon asks, "Emptyness?" I slowly nod.

"Yes, emptyness. I felt like something was missing. It was last week when I finally had the courage to buy a mirror, which is this one," I say while gesturing at the mirror, "and I didn't think I'd find Jungkook in it. It was weird at first, but soon I fell for him and we did kiss, somehow, but that's not the point. Soon, Hoseok found out and so did Tae. The only thing those two don't know about is my health and my love for Kookie."

It seems to take a few seconds for Joon to understand everything. He seems to have a satisfied face, that soon turn into a frown. 

"Health? What about your health?" He asks. I knew he would bring that up. Dumb me! Why did I have to mention it!?

"I... I don't know myself. It's normally just pain in my chest, but the doctors don't know what the couse of it is. It might be nothing, but It could be something serious."

I'm going to cry. Why am I going to cry? Why has this week been so emotional!?

I feel both Joons and Kookies eyes on me. I don't pay any attention to it, as I feel my chest tighten. I tighten my grip on the mirror, letting out a sob. In the corner of my eye I can see that Kookie has moved to another mirror on the wall, looking at me with worried eyes. Both Joon and Kookie look at each other for a second, before looking back at me. When did I start calling him Kookie?

The tightness in my chest keeps growing, and suddenly pain attacks out of nowhere. I let out a sharp gasp. I lose the grip on the mirror, resulting it to drop onto my lap. I quickly place my hand over my chest and tightly grip it, leaning over. Both Joon and Kookie let out a gasp, and Joon stands up and runs over to me.

"Jimin!" Both Kookie and Joon shout. Joon grabs my shoulders and shakes me, but I only continue to cry out in pain. He panicks, and tells Kookie that it would be best to call an ambulance, and Kookie agrees. I can't think straight.

"D-Don't," I say while sobbing. My vision blurs, and I feel my body lose consciousness. 

"P-Please, don't c-call the a-ambulance," I say through my gasping breath. I know I'll pass out, but it's nothing serious,nothing that I can't handel. It has happened before.

"What do you mean?!" Joon shouts. My body can't take it anymore, and I fall onto Joons body. He wraps his arms around me to keep me from falling to the ground. I keep gasping out in pain, even though the pain isn't as bad as before. It takes a while until the pain is completly gone. I push myself out of Joons grip, and I slump back onto to the couch, tired.

"It's not new to me," I say. They both look et me like I'm crazy, "I mean, this has happened before, and when I would call the ambulance to go to the hospital, it would come out as nothing serious, though the doctors are still worried."

"But what if it was something this time?" Kookie asks. I don't know what would happen if it was anything serious. I guess I would panick.

"I don't know,  but I know that it was nothing serious," I say. Joon and Kookie don't look satisfied. I never wanted to worry them. I never wanted to worry anyone. 

I slowly pick up the mirror rom my lap and hug it again. I don't want to let Kookie go, ever.

"Would you like something to eat? I have to make lunch," Joon asks.

"Yeah, I would like something, and if you could, then could you make me some coffee?"

"Of course," Joon says, and goes around the corner, disappearing into the kitchen. I look down at the mirror, where I see Kookie appear. A small smile playes on my face.

"I'm thankful!"

"For what?!" Jungkook asks. He looks so pretty. His smile, his eyes, his nose, his everything.

"For finding you..."