We were just kids when we fell in love🎶
Not knowing what it was🎶
" I thought... I knew what real pain feels like. But no, I didn't....... I didn't until I saw the way you looked at her." PJM
Jimin has been in love...
" let's celebrate," dad cheered, hugging me as I received my graduation certificate.
" No, thank you," I smoothly denied, " I really don't want to get in trouble, I clearly remember the last time we celebrated, I was grounded for four days," I rolled my eyes.
" I don't know why you are so afraid of your mom," dad said, making me let out sarcastic laughter.
" The irony," I said, reaching towards the car as dad followed me. " Just let me tell mom what happened yesterday when you almost ended up in jail and then I'll ask who is more afraid of her,"
" IT WASN'T MY FAULT," Dad grumbled, " that son of a bitch was trying to steal my food,"
" No, Dad. He wasn't trying to steal your food. You took his food when he clearly ordered first," I sighed.
" Whatever," he rolled his eyes, " let's just get out of here and celebrate. It's your birthday as well," he said patting my back, looking all proud. " Can't believe you are twenty," he added.
Yes, it was my twentieth birthday and almost two years since Jimin left. It would be a total lie if I say I totally forgot about him but yes...time heals everything.
It still hurt thinking about how we both fell apart but it didn't ache anymore.
My heart still wished for his happiness, it still wanted everything best for him but it didn't include me anymore.
Dad and I reached home from college and mom already prepared everything.
" Happy Birthday, Jungkook," everyone said in unison, and to my surprise, there were more people than I expected.
My Mom stood in the living room, with the cakes, smiling fondly at me. Behind her, stood Mr. And Mrs. Park., I bowed them as Mrs. Park came forward to hug me.
" Can't believe, the little Jungkook is a grown-up man now. " she smiled as she held my hands pressed them fondly. I smiled back.
Even after the day I overheard the conversation between Mrs. Park and Jimin, I couldn't stop visiting them. They always welcomed me with their whole heart. They missed their son, and somehow I was filling that void.
Jimin took care of my mother when I was gone and I was taking care of his parents. Not only because of that reason but because I wanted to.
" Where are your friends, Jungkook?" Mr. Park asked out of nowhere as he took a seat on the couch.
" I... I don't know, I haven't seen any of them snd I don't know if they even remember that it's my birthday."
~I don't know if Jimin remembers that it's my birthday, I wanted to add.
I chuckled dryly as they all looked at me.
Ahh! Those sympathetic looks.
" But it's totally fine, I don't care anyway. I've got you guys, I am happy with that," I shrugged.
After that, the rest of the day went by smoothly and Mr. And Mrs. Park left after having dinner with us.
I laid down on my bed and thought about Mrs. Park telling my mom about Jimin. How happy he was there, how fine he was doing there. And that he'll be back in two more years.
We both were avoiding each other as much as we could. I tried not to visit his home in the hour when I knew he would video call his parents. And even if he was on call, I'd just leave.
He was moving on, he was happy and I didn't want him to remember me. No matter how badly I wanted to see him...I just couldn't get myself to talk to him, knowing that he has someone else.
The storm in my mind slowly came to rest. By the passing time, it felt like my heart was slowly covering with layers on unbreakable ice...inch by inch.
Nothing made my heart warm anymore. Not even his name. The name that I wanted to hear every second of my life. Now it only pained my heart.
What I did wasn't good but I didn't deserve all this. I deserved to remain his friend at least... If he was struggling... I struggled to.
If he couldn't think good about himself, I had an identity crisis too.
But what they all did to me? They left...they all left...Not a single one of them remained by my side including Jimin.
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Author's pov.
"Jungkookah! Let's go, have lunch," Lisa came running out of nowhere, making Jungkook jolt in surprise. He quickly looked up from his book and glared at her.
" How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me Jungkookah," Jungkook rolled his eyes, as he didn't want to be referred to as 'Jungkookah' for very specific reasons. " and please let me prepare for my entrance test,"
" I thought you're over him," Lisa taunted, scratching her nose. " and let's study together, I can help you,"
Jungkook remained silent, giving her the icy cold eyes.
Maybe Jungkook's cold behavior pushed people away from his life. Maybe no one tried to understand his side of the story. Maybe everyone thought of him to be the reason that Jimin was gone. But whatever it was...
Lisa was persistent, she never cared if Jungkook was rude to her or when he gave her icy cold eyes. She just ignored everything and stayed by his side, when every single friend of his left.
People might call her an obsessive bitch but deep down she knew that if she also left him alone...Jungkook would completely turn off his feelings.
And a person without emotion was nothing but a walking dead.
She purposely always taunted Jungkook about Jimin. So that he would remember him so that he would remember the feeling attached to Jimin, whether they were hatred or love.
" I really want to see him. I heard Rose talking about him. She said he has changed a lot. He is not the Jimin we knew," Lisa sighed, sitting beside Jungkook, who was busy ticking his pen.
" Yeah, he is definitely not the Jimin I knew," he smiled bitterly.
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Too dramatic.
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