Regret | pjm

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 curiosity grows over time

He woke up with a groan due to his best friend hitting him on the head with a pillow. Taehyung plopped next to Jimin and looked at the annoyed boy. The streaks of sunlight slipping into the room from the gaps of the curtains.

"Why'd you wake me up?" He asked, irritated.

"For fucks sake, you were moaning in your sleep." Taehyung deadpanned.

"Oh."

A blush crept up on the young man's face as he looked away from the boy in embarrassment. Did he just have a wet dream?

It had been two weeks since he last saw the girls and he couldn't get her out of his mind. It felt like this really strong force kept attaching himself onto her. He couldn't let go. He wouldn't.

"Who were you dreaming about though?" Taehyung asked, having a cheeky smile on his face.

"No one. Just leave me alone."

"Come on, after going through all that torture, I at least deserve to know."

"Fine, it was the girl." He admitted.

"What?!" The other male almost screamed, his eyes widening. "You're so weird, Jimin."

"I don't care. I just need to know who she is." Jimin sighed.

He was still on the idea of finding who she was and why he felt like this. It had been bugging his mind for days. He was sure that he wasn't obsessed, but if this continues to go on he might just be so.

"You're really not letting that go, huh?"

"Hold on, I could check the hospital records." He mumbled, a fresh idea popping into his head.

"What? That's illegal."

"Doesn't matter. Get the fuck out of my room, I have to change." He told the boy.

"Geez, a little politeness wouldn't hurt anyone."

"Too bad." Jimin smiled before forcefully pushing the boy out of his bedroom.

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"Hi, I'm Park Jimin." he smiled towards the receptionist.

"How can I help you today?"

Jimin looked at the boy to his side, who was shaking his head not approving of this. He took a deep breathe and looked back at the receptionist.

"I kinda need to see the people who were discharged on August 3rd." He had a pleading smile plastered on his face.

"I'm sorry Mister Park, but those are confidential."

He sighed and threw his head back. He thought about what he should do now.

"Min, I told you it wouldn't work." He sympathetically looked at the boy.

They both bowed to the receptionist and as they were about to leave they saw the doctor that took care of Jimin. Hope shined in his eyes as he felt another opportunity coming his way. He rushed to the old doctor.

"Oh, Mr. Park? Is anything wrong? Is it your arm?" The lady questioned the boy.

"No, Miss. It's just that I need to see some of the records on the day I was discharged." He said, nervously.

"Sorry Mr. Park, that's confidential. If there's anything else I could help with, I'd be more than happy to help." She smiled sympathetically at the youngg male.

"It's okay Miss. I'll get going now." He made a formed his lips into a thin line. "Let's go, Tae."

They exited the complex and headed home. Taehyung put his arm around the sulky boy to try to comfort him.

"Jimin, It's alright. I mean was she that pretty for you to check the hospital records?"

"The prettiest."

"Plus, I feel like I already know her but I don't?"

"Our poor Jimin's lovesick." Taehyung pouted.

Jimin chuckled at the boy's attempt to make him more happier. He was his soulmate for sure. Every time he felt sad, happy, angry, or even if he was feeling nothing, Taehyung was always there. They just happened to click. They were each others person and they wouldn't give up the world for that.

"I don't wanna get in this illegal shit, but isn't Yoongi a hacker?"

a/n: a short one cuz im lazy aaAAAAAAA

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