Vmin Oneshots

L̑̈ ȏ̈ v̑̈ ȇ̈ ȋ̈ s̑̈ p̑̈ ȃ̈ ȋ̈ n̑̈

when people say love hurts you don't quite believe it till you experience it first hand.

you look around seeing people fall hopelessly in love and think 'how can it be as bad as they say'.

that's what jimin thought too.

but as he grew older and began to fall for others he realised that people where right.

when he had his heart broken again and again, over and over.

Love is pain. he knew that now.

he knew the sickening heart ache that tightened your chest and throat when seeing one you love fall for someone else, right infront of you.

He knew the longing for someone who does want you.

he knew the loneliness that encloses your heart when there's no one to hug you when you're heart is breaking, and you're clutching your knees trying not to fall apart.

He knew the feeling of you're heart in your mouth when you lie and say you're happy for them.

he knew jealousy and envy, and the self anger when knowing that you shouldn't feel them.
he hated the feeling of those selfish emotions. he'd always told himself that he shouldn't be selfish when it comes to others happiness.
yet keeping them at bay was almost more painful than wearing his emotions on his sleeve an possibly loosing friendships.

he'd witnessed two of his friends fall in love with each other. 3 times, actually.
sometimes, they both knew that he had feelings towards one of the two. but no one can control who they fall in love with.
jimin didn't want to get in the way. he put his happiness aside for them. when they asked if he was okay with it, even in the very beginning of thier feelings for each other, jimin said yes, that he wasn't going to stop them and said that he loved them as friends dispite his inner pain and longing to be in one of thier place's.

he put others first. that's how he thought things should be.

but with that came the hiding of pain. tears in the bathroom, the walking at the back of the group in outing where he'd third wheel, trying to hide his painful expression and self pitiful tears.

he grew accustomed to not being the one people liked in a romantic way.

He grew accustomed to the feeling of one sided love.

He accepted the pain of being alone, of being rejected, of being mistreated due to his inability to express his feelings or say no.

he was too nice for his own good. he knew that. People told him that many a time. but he couldn't help it. he never wanted people to feel bad so never said if they made feel sad or offened or in pain.
people would walk all over him and he'd let them.
he was too weak to stop them.

He accepted that he was just a porn in life.

the one who would sacrifice himself first in order to protect others happiness.

the one who would pursue something although it'll most likely end in his demise.

Love is pain, but he would pursue it anyway.
dispite it always ending in his heart crying tears of rejection.

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A/n
sorry this is short. I just wanted to get out some emotions.

I low key cried when writing this.
Am i too emotional, yes
The hormones are at it again ahah. the
Porn in chess is almost always the one who gets sacrificed first, a wierd thing to personify for this oneshot but...:/

there will be a part two that's actually vmin at some point :)