𝗜 𝗛𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻 -𝗝𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸

✦ Under the Dim Streetlight ✦

𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊'𝐒 𝐏𝐎𝐕 ♡

I kept looking out the window, stressed but trying to distract myself with the few trees at the side of the road. I always had thought that the only people who passed by here were people who had a connection with the school. There were practically no houses or businesses here. Only the long and curvy road, which went straight to S.B.S gate. Maybe that's why the school looked so much like a prison, it was isolated from the rest of the city. Just a distant place where our parents would leave us while they found some way to get even richer....

"Park here!" I ordered while we were making the last turn, I was already taking off my seat belt. We had passed by Jimin, but since it was very fast I couldn't see if it was really him. Mingyu stopped almost on the sidewalk, because of the high level of alcohol in his blood. We hadn't passed much, we were only a few steps away of her. I looked back before jumping out of the car and the dull street light didn't let me be sure if it was really Jimin. But who else would it be? I opened the door, being hit by the cold wind of the night. "Hold on, I'll be right back."

That street of the school was isolated and had almost no light. Jimin probably didn't want to be caught so he got further away. The floor of the sidewalk was cobblestone and next to here was a big hill.

I kept walking, my eyes fixed on the figure sitting under the pole. I couldn't see his face, because he was looking in the opposite direction. He was hunched in a ball which made him appear even smaller. He had a light pink coat on with the hoodie over his head and gray flared leggings with grey uggs.

The darkness made it a little complicated to see, but it was Jimin, I had no doubt.

A suitcase was next to him which he leaned on. He seemed lost. Seeing the place he was around I managed to be even more worried than before, because being there alone at this time seemed much more dangerous than I imagined.

I took a deep breath before going to him.

"What's in your head, Jimin?" I asked, but unfortunately I couldn't keep my voice calm or low.

Did he ever think about his safety?

As soon as Jimin heard me, he got up quickly from the ground. He looked at me, scared.

"Jungkook?" I heard him gasp and we were silent, just staring at each other for a few seconds that felt like hours.

His pretty brown eyes were teary. I could also see that he was biting his lip when he saw me, trying to control his tears. Jimin never exposed his feelings like that so it was very difficult for me to try to understand him, but at that moment I knew exactly what these tears were about.

It was as if the last hours in which we were away and without news of each other had not existed, because our problem were still the same as when we left the principals room; there was no way we could be together, no matter how much we wanted it.

He dried his tears, taking a deep breath. I wanted to pretend that nothing was happening that I wasn't as frustrated as him and just playing strong.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, crossing his arms and frowning a little.

"No Jimin, what are you doing here?" I said firmly, I hated when he ran away and tried to change the topic like that. He didn't answer and then I repeated the question, being a little more rude this time, because I had no patience at all: "What are you doing here, Jimin!?"

"It's none of your business, okay!?" He replied being ten times more rude than me. He had no reason to act like this, Jimin knew he was in the wrong. He sighed, then tried to fix  what he said. "I'm just..." he shrugged, lowering his gaze. "You know Jungkook, just running away."