shadows｡ yoonmin

four

Jimin scoffed as he walked down the dark street. He put his hands in his pockets and looked around. He thought about the many times he told Taehyung to clean up after himself yet nothing worked. That was the only off thing about living with him. Nothing else. He is a great boyfriend but it'd be even greater if he cleaned after himself, at least. That would satisfy Jimin.

He found himself at a bigger café. Not the one he worked at, though. It had more of a disco vibe with the dark walls and colorful lights. There was a girl singing on stage with her guitar, nothing Jimin cared about. He shrugged and walked in, looking for an empty table. He found one by the back and remembered where it was, going to the front. He looked at the person behind the counter and spoke.

"What do you recommend for an angry person?" He asked.

"Uh, there's milkshakes? They'll get your mood up in no time. I suggest the strawberry ones, though. A secret between us, they're the best out of all the flavors." He whispered.

Jimin cracked a smile and nodded. "Alright then. Strawberry milkshake it is."

"Coming right up."

Jimin paid for the milkshake and waited by the side for it to finish. He tapped his fingers on the counter while waiting, not knowing he was annoying someone sitting behind him.

"Can you stop that, please? I'm working on something here."

Jimin quickly turned around and froze in his place. "It's you again."

"Me again?"

"Yeah. You came to the café I worked at yesterday."

"Oh, you're that annoying waiter."

"I'm not annoying."

"Excuse my mistake, I meant nosy."

"How can you not remember me?" Jimin asked. His milkshake was done so he took it and sat in front of the guy.

"I did not invite you to sit with me."

"I wanted to. I know you remember me, Yoongi. You can't forget me that easily."

"Wow, someone's ego is increasing."

"I'm serious. Stop lying. Look me in the eyes and tell me you don't remember me. Tell me you don't remember loving me, if that was even true. Tell me you don't remember the good times we've had together."

Yoongi stayed quiet and looked away. "I don't know who the fuck you are. Now please, leave before I call the police on you."

"Stop lying to me!" Jimin yelled. Everyone turned to look at him. He ignored them, though.

"Alright fine! I do remember you! What good will come out of this if I told you I do remember you, Jimin?! Huh?! What will you get out of this?! What if I remember the good times?! What if I never even forgot?! What if I—" He cut himself off. "Never mind. I have to go."

"Wait, Yoongi hyung."

"Don't, Jimin."

"No please. Don't go. Don't leave again." Jimin frowned. "Don't leave me again. I have questions. Questions that need answers, Yoongi."

"What do you want? If I answer your questions, will you leave me alone?"

"I can't leave you alone, Yoongi. I miss you." Jimin's voice cracked.

Something tugged at the bottom of Yoongi's heart. He closed his eyes and sighed. "Do you want to walk home together?"

"Yes, please."

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btw guys remember when they all went to jeju and jimin got a text from an unknown number? yall didnt believe her but it was legit his mom lol