I'm not Ok [BTS Fanfic; Jimin X you ft.Jungkook]

Part 7

💞*NOTICE*💞
Y/N: your name
F/N: friend name

"Yah stop doing that, you keep reminding me of when we broke up" you said pulling away from Jimin. You left Jimin and headed to his bedroom. Suddenly, you froze when you saw the bed. It was exactly the same as you left. Then you looked around the room. Only making you want to cry. You felt your legs becoming noodles, so you held on to the wall for support. You heard Jimin's footsteps so you stood up straight and jumped on the bed. You started jumping, so the tears would dry and so that Jimin wouldn't see them too. At the corner of your eye, you saw Jimin leaning against the door frame watching you. "Y/n stop it" Jimin said sounding frustrated. You obeyed and sat down feeling a bit uneased because of his tone.
Y/n POV
I got to admit, hearing his tone of voice made me jump a little. Jimin sounded angry, I wouldn't blame him. I was invading his life again. "Let's talk" Jimin said acting seriously. I nodded looking at him seriously too. "Look I know you won't remember, but I still love you y/n. After you left, I became a mess. My life was so dull, you were my light. If I could go back in time, I would have never did that with...her. It was a mistake y/n, I was drunk. I was selfish and stupid. You were everything I needed, but I guess I figured it all out too late" Jimin said as if he had been preparing a speech. I was shocked and confused. I wanted to say so much things back, but it was like my tounge was paralyzed. When I looked in Jimin's direction, he moved closer to me. Before I knew it, I felt his lips on my lips. He started kissing me passionately. I missed this so much, but I had to pull back. It was my turn to say something. I pushed Jimin off and stood up. I ran my fingers through my frizzy hair frustrated. "NO JIMIN!" I shouted looking at the floor. "You don't get to do this to me!" I said , now making eye contact with him. Jimin looked surprised, he wasn't expecting this from a drunk me. "You thought you were bad?!? JIMIN I LIVED THROUGH HELL! I drank so much to the point where I almost died from alcohol poisoning! I smoked so I couldn't feel anything! I cutted-" I yelled with my voice cracking in the end. I felt tears roll down my cheeks. "I even cut my arms and thighs. Wondering if there was still anything worth living for. I took pain killers everyday...." I said with streams of tears falling down.
Jimin POV
I wanted to kill myself so bad right now. While she was suffering, I was drinking my sorrows away. I did this to y/n. I almost killed her. "Y/n...I'm so sorry" I said as I went on my knees in front of her. Y/n's crying stopped and she looked at me. I put my hands on top of hers and brought them to my heart. "Do you feel how unsteady my heart beat is?" I said looking into y/n's eyes. She looked at me like how a deer looked like in front of a car. "It's because my heart is broken in pieces" I said now looking down. I couldn't hold it in anymore. Tears fell from my eyes and onto y/n's lap. Quiet crying became into loud and ugly sobbing. As a man, I cried with all my heart. Suddenly I felt her head rest on mine. "Jimin, let go. I need to go now it's getting late" y/n said softly lifting her head off mine. Her voice was angelic, though her words were brutal. I looked up at her sadly and got up. This was reality now. Y/n no longer had me in her life, she had to get back to her own and new life. She walked to the living room and grabbed her purse. I followed her feeling hurt, she was leaving....again. I opened the door and watched her put her shoes back on. "Bye Jimin" she said giving me a little wave. "Bye y/n" I said copying y/n. She laughed and walked away. "I love you" I said hoping she'd come back. Y/n stopped in her tracks. "Me too" I heard her say before she continued walking off.
Y/n POV
Jimin. If only you knew how much I wanted you back, maybe this wouldn't be so hard. But we both know that getting back together, is going to be as hard as breaking up. I looked back wondering if Jimin was still there. He was. He always looked out for me. I smiled delicately before looking forward. I stopped walking.