LODGE MATE

Chapter 6: Twice

Something happens to Jimin, but luckily Jungkook is around to help.

Jimin has been in bed, staring at the ceiling for twenty minutes now, the events of last night replaying in his head.

"I can't believe this. You're really him? Aren't you?"

Jimin, although he had been drinking last night, remembers the disappointment that he had seen on Jungkook's face. It's so fresh and clear in his mind. He looked almost disgusted. Why wouldn't he? Who would want to date Jimin, right?

"I'm an idiot." He sighs. Two months of building up a friendship only to have it all crumble down before him. And the worst part? He still has major feelings for Jungkook. Major feelings that he'll never be able to act on. "He probably hates me now." Jimin tells himself. He rests his arm over his eyes. The scene replays again, and it forces Jimin out of bed. He doesn't want to think about it any longer. It's depressing him. So he tries to be productive.

He cleans. He cleans like he's never cleaned before and never will again. He scrubs, washes, sweeps, mops, and he swears he can see his reflection in every surface in his apartment.

And it's only been three hours. And he's still alone. Jungkook hasn't come back, and Jimins not sure if he ever will.

Deciding he should just move onto the next task, Jimin locks himself in his bedroom to study. He studies and studies until his brain feels fried. But even then, he studies. It's the only thing worthwhile to distract him.

But after a little while, he forgets how to read, and he's forced to get some air. He decides to take the stairs to kill some time, walking three flights to the ground floor. It doesn't take him long before he's pushing the doors open and letting the cool, night air hit him. The day really seems to have passed by quickly. Was he really studying for that long?

As he's thinking that, Jimin realizes how hungry he is. "When was the last time I ate?" He mumbles to himself. Now, he can feel just how dry his mouth is too. "When was the last time I drank anything? I feel weird."

And like that, he's out.

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Jungkook doesn't want to return back to his apartment, but he has to. He needs clothes if he's gonna crash at his friends place. He's just hoping that either Jimin isn't there, or he's in his room so he doesn't have to see him. He slept on it, and he still doesn't think he can forgive Jimin right away. The worst part though? Even though he found out that it was his roommmate this whole time, he still has feelings for him. Major ones.

Jungkook rounds the corner and slows down when his apartment building comes into view. Great. He thinks. He recognizes the outline of Jimin standing outside the doors. Maybe he should just turn back. Maybe he should just—

"Jimin?" The name escapes Jungkook's mouth as he watches his roommate suddenly fall onto the pavement below him. "Jimin!" Jungkook's whisper turns into a shout and he finds himself sprinting towards the other male. "Hey, Jimin." Jungkook kneels in front of him, picking him up, trying to get him to stand or sit or something, but he's limp. He's limp, but he's breathing.