drug [ pjm ]

thirty-seven.

Jimin gets home with a worn-out feeling. He never thought not talking to you in just a day would be so tough. Hearing you cry at school made him feel worse than he already does. Rubbing his brown hair, he sets his bag pack on the side of the main door and immediately headed his way to the bathroom to, well, take a bath. He looks at himself at the mirror and sighs, causing the glass to fog. He unbuttons his clothes and completely strips, stepping inside the already-full bathtub. 

Then, he dips himself in. He lets the cold water engulf his stressed body.

Life.

.

.

After taking a bath and rethinking about who knows what, Jimin gets out to dress up into his sleeping wear. He actually went in a bar after school, thinking it would make him feel better. Various women with different ages would go up to him and ask him to have some fun, but his answer was always no. Throughout the night, you're the only one in his mind. You would never leave his brain no matter how much he tries to make you. So he just gave up and let his conscious eat him up. 

Jimin falls on his back on the bed, heaving out a sigh of dismay afterwards. Even until now, you're still in his mind. He doesn't know why, but for some reason, he wants to check his phone. So he does it. He unlocks the piece of device, 1995 being the pass code, and a picture of you shows up. It made his wrecked heart ache so badly, but he neglects the feeling and goes directly to the messages. 

He's surprised. 

There are multiple messages on his phone, coming from the same person. It's none other than you. He quickly taps it and there they are.

[Name]
Jimin, please.
10:05 PM

[Name]
Let's not end things like this.
10:06 PM  

[Name]
Are you already asleep? Please tell me you're not.
10:10 PM    

[Name]
I don't want tomorrow to come, declaring that we're officially over.
10:15 PM    

[Name]
That will be the death of me.
10:17 PM    

[Name]
Yah. Wake up, Jiminie.
10:20 PM    

[Name]
Please. I can't handle this. I'm too weak already, Jiminie.
10:25 PM    

[Name]
I'm sorry for making you wait so long.
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1:00 PM

[Name]
Good bye.
11:30 PM

Jimin stares sadly at his phone and the screen blacks out on its own. He drops his phone and sits up on his bed. His body moves on his own, as he quickly runs to the door of his bedroom, opening it wide. Then, he runs down his large staircases and proceeds to the main door. As he opens it, he almost falls down upon seeing the one and only Jungkook standing right in front of him, about to knock.

"For fuck's sake, Jeon Jungkook!" Jimin yells in surprise, clenching his heart.

"Jimin, I need to talk to you." Jungkook says calmly with a blank expression plastered on his young face.

"Not today. I have to go-"

"I thought about it." the younger male speaks, cutting him off. Jimin gets ticked off, since this guy is delaying him right now. "Tell me honestly. What's your plan?"

"What plan?"

"Don't play dumb with me." Jungkook hisses. "I know you broke up with [Name] and all that shit. It's for her to retrieve her memories back, isn't it? Please tell me I'm correct."

"You're correct." Jimin answers directly, which the taller male didn't expect. "If you're a smartass, you would know the reason why."

"Why do you always have to do this all alone?" Jungkook suddenly asks, eyebrows furrowing at his frustrating hyung. "Because you're too damn selfish, you always keep things to yourself. That's why things become bad whenever you make a decision. You already lost the person you love, and you're not gonna do anything about it at all? What kind of boy friend are you, Jimin?"

It takes a moment for Jimin to speak up, in order for him to be careful of whatever he's about to say. He can tell Jungkook is not mad, but he's not happy either. Jimin sighs. "It's true, I do always keep things to myself. But it's... it's to protect the person I love the most. Do you think that she would like it if I told her I want her to experience the same thing she did in the past?"

Jungkook stares at him with wide eyes. "Whatever do you mean by that?"

Jimin suddenly tugs the other male with him outside, and he shuts the door close. He begins to drag him somewhere in their garden. The Park residence is quite rich, so they got a pretty wide land area. Jungkook follows Jimin, completely clueless. They soon arrive at their destination. 

"Why did you bring me here?" Jungkook immediately asks.

Jimin ignored his question and faces him seriously. "I'm... I'm gonna commit a horrible sin, but it's for [Name]'s memories to come back." he starts.

"You already commited it." Jungkook replies in an as a matter of fact tone of voice, rolling his eyes. "But what's your plan?"

"Back then, I left her, right? Because I had to go to a trip with my family."

"So? What's that got to do with anything?"

"I'm thinking that... if [Name] gets depressed again, since I left her like I did in the past, she would-"

"Hold the fuck up, Park Jimin." Jungkook makes him pause, trying to comprehend with what's happening. "Are you kidding me? You want her to suffer like she did in the past just so she could retrieve her memories back?"

"What do you mean "just so"? It's the only way, Jungkook." Jimin tries explaining.

"I can't believe you. Don't you have any alternate options?"

"I don't. We've only been together for like a few months. We went on like 7 dates, but we only went on a few restaurants, nowhere so special."

"God, how boring." Jungkook comments, his face squeezing from disbelief.

"Yah. It was my first time, you fool. I know it's her first, too." Jimin tries reasoning out with a death glare. "But any ways, I know I'm a fucked up person for planning such a horrible thing, but just understand."

Jungkook sighs, rubbing his head. He honestly finds it ridiculous how Jimin did not have a single, important thing that he gave to you when you were still together in the past. How could you stand something like that? Well, you don't really ask for many things, but just to feel the love from your significant other. But still.

Jungkook sighs in slight frustration, rubbing his neck. He's getting stressed himself. "Man. I don't even know anymore."

"Help me out, Jungkook." Jimin half pleads, asking for a a big favor.

The younger just stares at him as a response. "If it would help [Name], of course."

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i dedicated this story to daniandBrun for getting it right, jiminie's plan. (: but i feel like this story is getting even more boring, jisoos. sorry.