𝕆𝕟𝕖 ℕ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 || vmin

♣︎11

Jimin sat on the couch curled up in a ball. The clothes he had left at Taehyungs place were scattered around him. He had no more tears left to cry. He knew he messed up and had no idea how to fix it.

"Minie?" Jungkook spoke softly "Do you want to shower?" Jimin shook his head. Jungkook had watched his best friend deteriorate in a week. Junkook frowned and sat down next to the older. Jimin laid his head on his shoulder.

"How do I fix this?" Jimin asked his voice broken.

Jungkook pulled him into a hug "You're just gonna have to go and beg for forgiveness and hope he accepts it"

"What if he doesn't?"

"Then you have to move on."

They both sat there in silence. The gears in Jimin's head-turning on how he was going to fix this tragic love story. Jungkook grabbed the remote and switched on the TV.

"The only child of the Kim Chain Restaurant will be leaving to America to open up the latest food chain..." The news anchor spoke. A picture of Taehyung with black hair popped up on the screen. Jimin sat up and watched in horror.

He turned towards Jungkook "How am I supposed to fix this if he's leaving the country?!" he glanced back at the TV "He even dyed his hair to a regular color!" he started crying again. Jungkook watched as his friend looked more and more like a whiny snot-nosed child than his senior.

Jungkook grabbed Jimin by his shirt collar "Get a grip! You've been like this for a week! You really wanna fix this?" he asked, Jimin sniffled with a nod "Then get your ass up and fix it!" he picked the older up, got him cleaned, and dressed before kicking him out of their apartment. Jimin stood there for a moment trying to figure out what had just happened. He contemplated going back in but he knew Jungkook locked him out.

Jimin didn't even know if Taehyung would even speak with him. He pouted and started walking until he got out of the apartment building. His phone started to ring. Jimin glanced at the caller ID and groaned.

"What?!" Jimin shouted, some people looking at him.

"You've been ignoring my calls for a week!" Jooheon shouted back.

Jimin rolled his eyes "I told you I want nothing to do with you anymore" he started walking down the street, his sadness now replaced with anger.

"Is that why we-"

"Shut your mouth" Jimin stopped in his tracks "That was the biggest mistake of my life. I was trying to get on good terms with you and you used me! You didn't want to get back together, you just wanted to know if you could sleep with me whenever you wanted! I was an absolute idiot!" his voice was filled with rage as he told off Jooheon "I lost the best person who has ever come into my life because of you! Granted I was in the wrong for trusting you of all people and for letting it get as far as it did" he took a breathe "But you are sick! You just play games with people and continuously ruin my life! We are done!" he pulled the phone away and ended the call. He leaned against the wall and started to cry.

Jimin mustered up the strength to pull himself together and wiped his tears away. He was determined to speak to Taehyung. He marched down the street with a mission in mind. People that walked by moved out of Jimins way as he marched towards his destination.

The giant building looming over him as he approached Taehyungs apartment complex. He opened the front door and walked toward the elevator. The doors opened ad he hopped in punching in the code. It declined. He tried again, the code once again declining. He scrunched his eyebrows and walked towards the front desk.

"Excuse me?" Jimin asked with a smile "The code for the twentieth floor isn't working?"

The front desk lady cocked her head to the side "I'm sorry but they moved out a few days ago, didn't your friend tell you?"

Jimin's eyes widened, his legs giving out. He allowed his body to fall to the ground "H-He moved out?"

The lady rushed around the desk and lifted Jimin to sit him on a chair "Yes, it seemed very urgent as well..." she grabbed him a cup of water "Maybe you should try calling him?"

"I-I can't" Jimin frowned, thanking her for the drink "He blocked my number..." he mumbled. The young lady sat there awkwardly not knowing what to say "Thank you for letting me know..." Jimin chugged his water and left the building.

He stood outside for a moment trying to figure out where he should go to get ahold of Taehyung. For a moment he felt like he was in Jooheons shoes. This is almost exactly what happened between the two of them except Jimin wasn't drunk and had no excuse for betraying Taehyung. The other thing is that they weren't exactly exclusive yet either, but Jimin knew that was just a copout.

Jimin sighed and started making his way back home. The rain started to pour down onto him.

"Of course it's raining..." Jimin mumbled. He walked into the nearest building to seek shelter and find an umbrella.

"Welcome in!" A man greeted. Jimin looked up and saw he walked into a bar and not just any bar, this is the bar where he had first met Taehyung. He made his way to the counter and sat down "Can I get you something to drink- Wait I know you" the bartender remarked.

"You do?" Jimin questioned.

The man nodded "You're Jimin, I've heard a lot about you from Taehyung. I'm Namjoon, a friend of his"

"You know Taehyung!?" Jimin spoke a little too loud "H-Have you seen him?"

"Not for a few weeks" Namjoon thought "But, I did speak to him a few days ago. He suddenly told me he was moving to America to open a new restaurant chain"

Jimin sighed and slumped in his seat "I may be the cause of that..."

Namjoon poured Jimin a drink "How so?"

"I made a really dumb decision... I cheated on him but we weren't together... I know I hurt him and now I haven't been able to get in contact with him to even apologize. I'm sorry I don't mean to rant..." Jimin sighed.

"Don't apologize. I know what happened. Honestly, we all make stupid mistakes. But I can honestly say you were one of the best things to ever happen to him" Namjoon spoke "I think if you get a chance to speak with him and show him you're truly sorry, he'll forgive you with his whole being"

"But he seemed like he wanted nothing to do with me anymore... I don't even know how to contact him..." Jimin frowned, taking a sip of his drink.

Namjoon leaned on the counter with a warm smile "I think I can help with that"