Maybe it should have been you (kt ff)

4. Reunions and memories

Y/n's P.O.V.:

"I hope not everything has changed," a voice came from behind me, a voice I'd recognize anywhere. "Jin?!" I exclaimed, quickly turning around to see Jin's warm smile as he opened his arms. "Are you just going to sit there and stare at me, or are you going to give me a hug?" I couldn't contain my excitement and rushed over to hug him, nearly crushing him in my embrace.

"I missed you, Jin! I guess your car was the other one in the driveway?" I inquired as we pulled out of the hug. Jin nodded with a smile, saying, "Yup, we rode in my and Yoongi's cars." He then went to greet Jungkook and Taehyung.

"So everyone is here?" I asked, and both Namjoon and Jin nodded in confirmation. "I think Yoongi Hyung is still asleep, and Hoseok Hyung is getting dressed," Namjoon informed us.

As if he sensed our conversation, Hoseok suddenly appeared in the room. "Why are you guys making so much nois..." he began to say, but his voice trailed off when he spotted all of us. He paused for a moment, his face lighting up with a big smile. "Jungkookie, Taehyungie, and Y/n/n! I missed you!" he declared, rushing over to pull all of us into a group hug.

Hoseok's enthusiasm was so overwhelming that we struggled to breathe. Jungkook finally managed to gasp out, "We can't breathe."

Hoseok quickly let go of us, his face showing a hint of embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I just got a little bit excited," he admitted sheepishly. I smiled and shook my head, saying, "It's okay, Hobi. We missed you too."

Namjoon, who had taken a seat on the couch, patted the space next to him. "So, how have you guys been? And what is this big change that you were talking about? Tell us everything."

Jimin's P.O.V.: (Right after the phone call with Y/n and Taehyung)

After Taehyung hung up the phone, I let out a frustrated sigh. This is exactly what I wanted, to be apart from Y/n because I can't stand to be around her; it hurts too much. After all that I've done, I don't even deserve to feel any of this. I don't deserve Y/n, no one does, but I really don't.

"JIMIN!" I heard my name being yelled. I turned to see Namjoon waving his hand in front of my face. "Are you okay? You looked like something was wrong," he said, a worried look on his face.

I forced a smile and nodded. "I'm fine; I was just lost in thought." Namjoon gave me a skeptical look. "Are you sure? Because you seem a little upset. Does it have something to do with the reason Y/n is never here?"

I shook my head, trying not to reveal my feelings. "I told you she's just at her brother's house; there's nothing to think about." Namjoon persisted, "But she's there all the time; isn't that a little weird?"

I brushed off his concerns. "She's close to her brother; there's nothing wrong with that. Now, if you're done with your little interrogation, I'm going to take a shower," I said, walking past him.

Namjoon grabbed my wrist, stopping me. "You know, if something is going on, you can tell me, right?" he said. I turned around, giving him a soft, genuine smile. "I know, Namjoon." He released his grip, and I quickly headed for the shower.

Under the hot water, my stress began to fade away, and my thoughts drifted back to Y/n. When we first met, we were so young, and everything was simple back then.

Flashback: (The day Jimin and Y/n met)

My mom was adjusting my tie as she got me ready for another one of those big family dinners. They had these dinners all the time, and I always had to attend because I was supposed to inherit the family business. They were basically long, extremely dull meetings, and I hated going to them.