I glanced at the boy beside me and saw that he was sleeping, again. He really looked so tired. A month had passed since Jimin received the news. At first, I thought everything would just be fine. I knew that there were would be changes, but not this much. We've spent time preparing, I watched him practiced his dance, his vocals and even his Seoul dialect. We had so much fun because we spent the whole time together. We danced together, watched movies together, ate together. We held hands while walking to school and going home. We even held hands secretly in class, hiding our linked hands under the table while chuckling. We laughed at every little things and to his jokes, we thought that everything will be fun, that everything will be okay.
Well, everything was okay, until two weeks ago. Two weeks ago since he became an official trainee. Our time spent together became less—much much less. Sometimes he came to class late, and most of the times, he slept in class. During lunch break, he would prefer to sleep than eat with me. After class, he will immediately go back to the company. Saying the words I hated the most—"I'm sorry. I promise next time". But I always smiled and nodded to him, assuring him that everything was fine.
The bell rang signaling lunch, half of the class already flooded the hallways and went to the cafeteria. I looked at Jimin's figure sleeping, I put my elbow on the table and rest my head on it, copying Jimin's position, but my body was facing him. With my other hand, I started to trace his face features. Even though we are together now, I still missed him.
I got surprised when he suddenly held my wrist. I flinched a bit "I'm sorry if I wake you up" I looked at his face but his eyes were still closed. He still held my wrist and put my hands on his face, my palm touching his cheeks. "You didn't. I'm already awake." He said. I blushed, so he knew that I was tracing his features "Uhm, Jimin". "Hmm?" "My hands" I said but he just opened his eyes and smiled "I like the feeling of your hands on me. It's warm and comforting".
We both sat properly, but our hands were kept intertwined, as if no one wants to let go. "Uhm, I'll buy lunch. Will you stay and sleep?" I asked him but instead of answering, to my surprise, he pinched my nose using his free hand. Without letting go of my hand, using his other hand he reached for his bag and took out two lunch boxes. "What's that?" I asked. "Our lunch" he said and put the other on my table. "I cooked these" he said proudly and gave me the chopsticks.
"Thanks, but you don't have to do this. I know you're tired from practice" I said. I knew Jimin, he helped his mom in the kitchen but he's not a great cook. I knew that it took a lot of effort and time of him just to prepare these lunch. "I have to" he said and I looked at him questioningly "You always go down at the cafeteria for lunch" He said while pouting. "But you're sleeping, and I always bought your food" I reminded him. "But you always came ten minutes before bell rings and I eat alone. I missed eating together with you" he said, I can't held back my smile "me too"
"Let's eat" he said. "Uhm Jimin" I said and he looked at me "I'm not a leftie, I can't eat with my left hand" I said because he was still holding my right hand "Oh right, then I'll feed you" he said cheerfully before getting some meat from the lunchbox "Jimin!" "I won't let go, you have two choices, be feed by me or be hungry" he said and smiled teasingly "Aish, fine" I said and ate the food he was feeding me while he smiled victoriously.
The bell rang and it was dismissal already. If before I'm one of the students who wished for the bell to rang early, right now I'm the total opposite—because dismissal means that Jimin have to go back, and we're gonna be separated again. I just sighed heavily as I packed my things. I got out of the door first, not forgetting to say goodbye to my friends when suddenly Jimin came beside me and held my hand again. I looked at him but he just casually said goodbye to our friends before facing me and showing me his smile "Let's go" he said.
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GOODBYE ; p. jm
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