ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ᴍᴀɴ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴛʜɪɴᴋꜱ ʜᴇ ɪꜱ, ʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ʜɪᴅᴇꜱ. -ᴀɴᴅʀÉ ᴍᴀʟʀᴀᴜx
「 ✦"Does it still hurt?" His hand rested on me, his fingers gently tracing the scar as he studied it closely. We were so close that I didn't know where to look; my gaze dri...
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➴ A taennie story...ლ
Jennie's POV
These minutes felt like hours. There was only silence between us. Waiting for them to free us took longer than expected. No talking. Nothing moving. We were only waiting to be freed from this awkwardness. The only thing that came out of his mouth were silent breaths I could hear as he was sitting besides me looking at the ceiling.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked, breaking the silence. He turned his head to me as he said "Nothing special" He paused "I guess on how to find him again now that he is gone. And I know it's not gonna be easy as we don't even know his real name. Only his ridiculous made up name." Silence broke in again and he turned his gaze back to the ceiling again.
'Wow' I scoffed 'The ceiling is more interesting than looking at me I guess' I thought to myself. "What's wrong" He asked. He caught me off guard as I wasn't expecting him to notice my little scoff. "Nothing, I was thinking about the same thing" I said. 'That was close' I thought again.
"And?" I asked him. "What and?" "Have you talked to Jungkook yet?" "No, it's been barely two days. Do you think I am some kind of push over that would immediately go to him and ask for forgiveness?" He expressed himself. Silence took over again. I thought about the best way to answer. "If you can change something, change it. If you can't, don't waste your time thinking about it. So if you really wanna reconcile with him then do it now. Or you will regret that you didn't talk with him earlier." He thought for a minute.
"When did you get so wise?" "Did you expect anything else from me?" I raised both of my eyebrows with a sarcastic voice and looked at him proudly. We both started laughing. It wasn't that awkward as it was before. I didn't know that you could actually have a good conversation with him without us fighting. But I broke our happy mood and continued to say something else. I looked at the ground now, playing with my hands.
"You know what my mother used to say to me after my father's death. Life is shorter than you think. Say sorry when your sorry and say thank you when your thankful. I learned this the hard way. I took her and my father for granted and now they're both gone. That's why I grew even closer with the girls these past months. They helped me through everything." I sighed He didn't say anything. Only nod at my answer. I found it odd that he didn't say anything, it was like he stopped himself from saying something.
"I am sorry..." He said. Not looking at me. "Don't be, its not your fault." "No not that, I am sorry-" he sight "I am sorry for"
We were suddenly interrupted as we heard a loud noise from the door. Then a second time. And then a third time.
In an instant we heard a groan "FUCK, WHY IS THIS DOOR SO UNNECESSARY THICK". It was Jimin. He screamed at the door. We both stood up and ran to the voices that were coming through the other side of the room. "You have to try it with your gun. Aim at the door knob" Taehyung yelled through the door.
