❤︎My heart don't care how complicated things will get.
It still want you❤︎---------------------------------
Yesterday
It's almost evening when Jimin and Yugyeom sit quietly on the stairs of the back lounge. rubbing hands together to warm up as the weather gets chillier around this time, breathing air and in a matter of seconds purifies in the air like white smoke.
Yugyeom is sceptical of how to start the conversation with Jimin, who is busy playing with the grass underneath his feet, plucking some of it.
He coughs before starting "So how have you been?" Jimin stops and turns to look at his way and smiles.
"If you think getting that stupid therapy daily is good then yeah" Jimin pouts making Yugyeom chuckle at the comment.
He nods nonetheless "Right but I guess it's also helping you, isn't that correct?"
Jimin hums, plucking the grass. "Strangely it is" he titters.
There is silence again after Yugyeom nods so Jimin decided to cut it this time " I...I actually wanted to talk with you"
Yugyeom turns his head towards the smaller way too fast, heart picking up the pace. Wondering what he wants to talk about? Does he want him to stay away from now on?. His heart dropped at last thought. He gulps before telling him to continue.
"Doctor told me not to think of my lost memories...but I really want to know them," Yugyeom holds his breath, hands curling into fists " And there is no one who will help me other than you" Jimin's gaze is fixated on his friend, finding the hope of approval in his eyes. "Will you help me, Yugyeom? '' he asks, eyes full of hope.
Yugyeom takes a beat before replying "Ofcourse, I will Jimin" . He is more than happy to make the love of his life remember who he actually is other than just a friend of his. He will help. He will. There is a certain hope of getting his Jimin back and there is no way he will back off this opportunity.
Jimin's eyes light up as he holds Yugyeom's right hand in his warm one " Thank you so much, Gyeom. I'm so happy you agreed to help me."
Yugyeom stares wide-eyed at Jimin, heart stopped beating. He feels the world stop moving as all he can think of is that certain nickname Jimin just called him with,Gyeom. It feels so distant yet he thinks he is hearing things, must be missing him too much that he starts to hear familiar things. His eyes are on the verge to sparkle with tears but he stops himself, his hand which is held gently by Jimin starts to sweat.
After so long he heard the name that he has been craving for, the name Jimin only started using after they got together. oh how he missed hearing this from Jimin.
"-eom Yugyeom" he is brought back from his reverie when Jimin shaked him.
"Yeah?" Jimin sighs, shaking his head chuckling "You spaced out."
Yugyeom scratches the back of his neck "Sorry" he mutters, smiling.
"Oh you also have the same habit as Jungkook," Jimin points out, smiling wide.
"What?"
"You also scratch your neck when embarrassed"
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I Was Always Yours ||Jikook ff|| ✔️
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