Rain [yoonmin]

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JIMIN' POV 

January was already about to end. In a day. That's surreal because time went by so fast.

I used to spend most of my time with Yoongi, reading or watching old movies. We visited his parents quite often whenever he had time.

I would often go out on walks with Cloud and Yoongi and that was one of my favorite things to do.

Sometimes I'd wake up from a nightmare and not remember anything.  Yoongi would kiss me and that was my relief.

Yoongi worked on Taehyung's music sometimes, and I would watch him play the piano.

That has been my hobby lately. Watching him play and playing the piano with him. He looked very different when he was playing it.

His love for music made me love him even more. It was like falling in love all over again. Something that felt new yet familiar. I was falling for Yoongi everyday.

Yoongi took me to the hairdresser last week and I got a haircut. He said that I looked almost ten years younger with my short hair. We had a good day that day. Every day is a good day with him. 

Jungkook, Hobi and I would dance a lot. And it made me a lot calmer. Dancing really felt nice. It was very tiring at first but I got used to it very soon.

Hobi was doing a lot better. He would talk to me for hours. Hobi was my serotonin boost. We would laugh at Jin Hyung's silly dad jokes. Namjoon would often take me to art exhibitions, give me books to read after my shift at his cafe.

I loved working there. It often gave me time to think about the dream I have been getting. It's the same one I saw on Christmas night.

It's the same dream where someone is trying to hurt me, and Yoongi is not next to me. He wasn't there because I asked him to leave.

What was I even trying to do?

I tried to ask Yoongi a couple of times but he looked anxious every time I did, so I decided to figure it out myself.

I read Yoongi's Journal thrice, each of the entries was very dear to me. I wrote a lot of poems for Yoongi and we read them while drinking coffee in the morning. I've felt loved every time I re-watched our CDs and read our own journals. By now I got used to the dull ache that spread across my chest when I revisited our memories in our journals.

This morning Yoongi and I were out to shop for new clothes. He was eager to get some new clothes for me.

We once bought girl's clothes for each other and wore them to college. Yoongi showed the pictures we took wearing them. So admirable. 

He promised to take me to our place after shopping so I was excited.

"Do you like these?" he asked, pointing towards a gray sweatpant.

"This is nice." I said but he remained quiet.

Yoongi looked pale suddenly, like all the color had drained out of his face, and that scared me.

YOONGI'S POV

I never imagined that I'd see him. I felt like I was in a horror movie. It felt like I was living that moment again. Like he would take Jimin away from me again.

Jimin was calling me but his voice felt distant. It felt like someone was cutting through my wound all over again.

I quickly turned to face him.

"Are you okay?" he was holding my shaking hands.

"I am. I was just-"

"Hey, hey, it's okay." Jimin sounded calm.