JIKOOK ~ one shots

we don't talk anymore. may be should.

: Echoes of the Past

The city lights flickered like stars against the night sky, and the bustling streets of Seoul were alive with the hum of life. Jimin walked along the familiar paths, memories echoing with each step. It had been years since the breakup, yet he couldn't shake the feeling that something was missing, something left unresolved.

As the haunting lyrics of "We Don't Talk Anymore" played in his mind, he couldn't help but think of Jungkook. They had been inseparable once, their love fierce and passionate. But time and circumstances had torn them apart, leaving them with unspoken words and aching hearts.

Jimin stopped in front of a quaint café, its warm lights inviting. He hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open. The bell above chimed, announcing his entrance. He glanced around, feeling a pang of nostalgia. This was the place they used to frequent together, where they'd share laughter and secrets.

"Jimin?"

He turned at the familiar voice, his breath catching in his throat. There stood Jungkook, looking as handsome as ever, his eyes widening in surprise.

"Hey," Jimin managed to say, his heart pounding in his chest.

Jungkook approached cautiously, unsure of how to act. "It's been a while."

"Yeah, it has," Jimin replied softly.

They stood there for a moment, lost in each other's gaze, the years fading away like the mist of forgotten memories.

"Do you mind if I join you?" Jungkook asked, gesturing to the empty seat across from Jimin.

Jimin nodded, and they settled into an awkward silence. The weight of their past hung heavy in the air, and Jimin could almost feel the unspoken words lingering between them.

"So, how have you been?" Jungkook finally asked, breaking the tension.

"I've been okay," Jimin replied, offering a small smile. "And you?"

Jungkook shrugged, a hint of sadness in his eyes. "Trying to make it, you know."

They exchanged polite pleasantries, but neither dared to broach the subject of their past relationship. Instead, they talked about their careers, their dreams, and the people they had become.

As they spoke, Jimin couldn't help but notice the subtle changes in Jungkook. The youthful boy he had once known had matured into a confident man. Yet, beneath the surface, he saw traces of the same vulnerability that had drawn him to Jungkook in the first place.

After what felt like both a lifetime and an instant, the conversation began to wane. Jimin felt the urge to say something, anything to bridge the gap that had formed between them.

"I miss you," he blurted out before he could stop himself.

Jungkook's eyes widened, surprise written all over his face. "I miss you too, Jimin."

The raw honesty of those words hung heavy in the air, and Jimin could feel the weight of their unspoken history between them.

"Why did we let go?" Jimin asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jungkook looked down, his fingers tracing patterns on the table. "I don't know. Life got complicated, and we... we drifted apart."

"I never stopped loving you," Jimin confessed, his heart laid bare before Jungkook.

Jungkook met his gaze, his eyes filled with a mix of emotions. "I never stopped loving you either. But we were so young, and we had so much to figure out."