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What is friendship to you? Let me rephrase it: how do you feel about a girl and a boy being friends? 

Typical people think a girl and boy can never be friends. Best friends. 

Friendship is all about trust, love and understanding. Having each others back in every circumstances doing all the crazy things, supporting every discussion Correcting stupid mistakes. They trust you more than you trust yourself. Love you for who you are, never judging you. Know you more than you know yourself. 

Some are blessed to have friends who are always by your side. I feel so grateful to have my friends by my side. 

To describe How Jimin's and My friendship is understanding, craziness and love. We have been frowned upon by people seeing our friendship. We are too friendly to be friends. 

Jimin is an anchor to my life. He has been all my life to every ups and down. Jimin is someone who I can rely on blindly, do crazy stuff without fear of being judged. We are not brother or sister, No. He is my Best friend and my other half. I love him.

Friendship between men and women shouldn't be romanticized. 

"No it is my turn, you had yours last time". 

"I didn't". I argued back 

"You did". He retorted. 

"I remember clearly you said I could get anything I want today". I smiled,

 "Breaking your promise, are we?". 

Jimin scoffed blandly. I smiled at him innocently before sashaying my way to the carts. Huffing behind me he followed muttering curses looking me a brat. 

I just happily waited for him sitting in the cart looking at me flailing my arms to annoy him. It was our thing we always went to one particular shop, riding the carts in the aisle disrupting peace around us until we got kicked out of the shop. It was Jimin's turn to enjoy the ride as I pushed the cart and there was no fucking way I would let that happen. 

"Oh c'mon don't sulk I am not going to push your fat ass so suck it up and push the cart". 

Throwing me a nasty glare he gripped the handle of the cart

"Who are you calling a fat ass? The only fatass I see is yours". He snapped jerking the cart. 

I yelped, glaring at him for scaring me. As an apology he kissed my forehead telling me to sit properly so I wouldn't get hurt. 

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