The One

Chapter 19

Jimin:

Today's the day. Jimin grins as he looks up at her window. She's in her kitchen moving around.

She's having a late breakfast.

Jimin runs his fingers through his hair, biting his lip.

This time. This time I'll persuade her.

Nodding to himself, he begins walking across the road, a small smile playing on his lips.

Suddenly, he spots a car he recognizes from Bighit. He ducks behind a pillar as he watches the car leave the garage and down the street. As it passes him, he recognizes the driver.

Grimacing, he squats to the ground, clutching his hair to gain control of his emotions again.

Him again?

Fucking Min Yoongi.

He takes a deep breath and stands again, watching the car go regretfully. Of all the members he could go up against, he wishes it wasn't Yoongi.

He recalls the call from Namjoon he received last night not long after leaving Lilly's place:

"Jiminie, what are you doing?" Namjoon whispered tiredly.

"Hyung, I love her," Jimin responded, his chest tightening.

"But she doesn't love you back," Namjoon said firmly, "You can't keep terrorizing her like this or you won't even be able to salvage a friendship,"

"You don't know anything!" Jimin snapped, his hand gripping the phone tightly, "I know she still has feelings for me. I can't let her go like this. I've never felt like this before,"

"You're hurting yourself and others," Namjoon sighed, "You need to let go so you can move on, okay?"

"Stay out of this, Namjoon Hyung," Jimin sniffled, ignoring the stabbing pain of disappointment, "I'll win her over! Watch me!"

"Jimin, she messaged me. She said you had been there and that she was scared," Namjoon mumbled sadly, "Please, don't do this,"

"I'm hanging up," Jimin snapped, turning his phone off.

He pushes these thoughts aside as he slips into the garage before it closes.

He rushes up the stairs to her home. He stands in front of the door, his heart beating fast.

Taking another deep breath, he knocks.

"Who is it?" He grins as he hears her timid voice on the other side.

"It's me," he says, trying to control his butterflies.

"Jimin?" she says loudly, gasping.

"Can I come in?" he bites his lip, imagining her blushing.

She's not blushing you idiot, she's scared!

He once again ignores his subconscious.

"Jimin, I can't see you today..."

"Why?" He asks, frowning slightly.

"Yoongi will be back soon,"

"He'll be back?" Jimin grimaces, imagining them cuddling on the couch, "Does he live here already?"

"At the moment, yes," She replies.

"I just want to talk, I promise," Jimin murmurs. He must see her.