ONLY MINE | JINKOOK/YOONMIN

Jin

"Hi," I said with a little smile when my mother opened the door for me.

"Again?" She asked with raised eyebrows. I silently sighed when I bent to take my bags from the ground.

"Yeah. And the last time. We are done." I said with a fake smile and entered my mother's house.

"Hahaha. I have heard it several times before. You really expect me to believe you?" My mother laughed mockingly.

"I don't expect anything from you," I said on my way to my old bedroom.

"Good! So you don't expect me to feed you! You are a grown-ass man! Find a job already and help me with the house!" Mother yelled but I wasn't in the mood. I closed my bedroom door, away from my mother, from the world, from him. I leaned against my door and slowly slid down in a sitting pose. I've let a few tears slide down my cheeks. Mother is right; I pitied myself enough. I wiped my tears and pulled my phone from my pocket.

"Hobi. Hi. Are you free?" I asked instantly when my best friend answered.

"Hi, of course, do you need anything?"

"No, I am home so I want to see you." There was a long silence after I said it.

"Okay, I am free."

* * *

"I am your best friend! You told it to that cunt who tries to steal your man but not to your best friend?! I am upset now!" Hoseok exclaimed after I told him about my final breakup with Jungkook. Yeah, I told Jimin first, because coincidentally he was the first person to visit me after I decided on the breakup. I knew It was not a secret anymore and I was somehow tired of playing that old game where we pretended to be happy to see each other and act like friends. So I told him to get the fuck out of my house and go to find Jungkook who is gonna have a lot of free time for him now. I know he loves Jungkook, I can see it and he shamelessly told me himself. But I know Jungkook doesn't feel the same about him. I actually pity Jimin, he is a manipulative bitch, but a very pitiful manipulative bitch.

"Sorry, you are 4th person I am telling it to," I said with a warm smile but he didn't look relieved.

"Bitch." Hoseok snorted. He got up from my bed and looked around.

"Looks the same. Same lame." Hoseok said with a mocking smirk.

"Shut up. I am about to find a job and then get something bigger for myself." I said with a sigh while looking around my little bedroom. I remember the first time I ran away from home. I wanted to live in New York and find my prince who would save me from my miserable life. I didn't make it into New York nor found my knight in shining armor. Wait. Who am I trying to fool? Jungkook was my prince, he saved me and gave me everything from the moment he met me. But as I grew older, I found myself wanting more than be someone's trophy, or pet to care about. I want to find my true self, get a real job and make real money, have debts, meet new people, and suffer from the pain of the reality of life. I want something real for a second.

"I want to have a baby," I said. Hoseok stopped and looked at me shocked, not expecting my sudden statement.

"You just left your boyfriend. I guess you need one to make a baby." Hoseok pretended to be soft with his words as if I was retarded.

"I know. I will find someone. It can take a few months or years but I want to get stable. I was living life on a roller coaster with Jungkook. Now, I want a stereotype, a system, and some rules." I said determined with a wide grin.

"You went through some process of enlightenment after that breakup? I cannot recognize you, Jin." Hoseok said and stared at me a little worriedly.

"What? You want me to lay here on the bed, crying, acting like a child, and then running back to Jungkook?" I asked angrily.