Jimin's POV:
The sun was beaming harshly into my room, the need for a man made light was unnecessary. However due to the clouds coming in a blocking the natural light, the need for this light was nessasray at some points. The day was Saturday, it's been a whole 3 weeks since Taehyung confessed, it's been a while 3 weeks since I kissed him. It's been three weeks that I couldn't stop thinking of that stupid kiss. Taehyung and I have grown much, much closer since that Saturday which both shocked him and I. Homework was scattered before me on my desk, computer by my right and pages with streaks of black pen marks covering the wooden surface. Upon looking up at the clock above me, the current time stunned me.
Working for 4 hours, nice. I thought, proud of myself.
Pushing off my desk, my chair rolled back allowing more space for my legs to stretch out. Pulling my hands over my head, I let out a strange sound, somewhere between a groan and grunt, feeling relief run through my now relaxed body. Slumping my body down, a yawn passed my lips before I forced myself on my feet. Turning to see Taehyung sound asleep on my bed, at first startled me, but once Friday nights events were remembered again I sighed. Advancing towards the bed, I hovered over Taehyung's sleeping form before slowly lowering myself onto the bed, hoping my movements won't wake him. He merely stirred to which I held my breath as I watched his left hand move up before he slumped it over his torso. Exhaling quietly yet thick, I allowed my heart rate to slow down before relaxing my body, allowing it to sink into the bed below me.
Unconsciously, my hand made its way to grip his hand, the one slumped over his torso. It was a tight grip, I held his hand in mine loving the warmth it possessed. A small smile creeped onto my lips as I could feel his heart beat, could feel when he would inhale and exhale. My eyes trailed up to look at his sleeping face, his lips were slightly parted, his kissable lips. Suddenly his face changed, his breathing became harsh as his eyes squeezed tightly shut.
Nightmare.
I run my thumb over the back of his hand hoping to calm him down but to no result. Instead he shot up right scaring me half to death. My heart dropped and my eyes went wide, I held my breath as I quickly released his hand to which he brought up to bury his face into. Taking in deep breaths, the only thing I could do at this moment was to run my hand up and down his back, reassuring him I was here. Time went by before he sat up right, blood shot eyes looking at me.
"Jimin." He whispered.
His voice was low, deep and full of sleep. This mere tone of voice sent shivers through me, it had me worried. He inhaled deeply before speaking again, before saying 'you're okay' and before I felt my heart stop. I swallowed thick before asking.
"What do you mean I'm okay?"
His tongue slowly ran over his chapped lips, coating them in saliva causing them to shimmer ever so slightly and causing my heart rate to pick up.
What are you doing to me Kim Taehyung?
Blinking out of my thoughts and standing off the bed, I loudly breathed in and out, rubbing my hands together due to the nerves.
"Dinner?" I asked.
To which he nodded, thankfully removing such dense aura in the room.
*
Taehyung was always so strange, he always stood out from the crowd. He was like the individual who would wear red in a black and white party. The one who would walk the one way when everyone else was walking the other. He captivated me as soon as I laid eyes on him, the loud happy child who's eyes only saw the good in people and good in the world. I envied him but that was preschool. Now I sit before him, a mere table between us and I look at him wishing to see Taehyung once again. He was upset, his eyelids draped over his eyes, hiding such beauty. He never got enough sleep, not for a while. A strong urge rushed through me, an urge where my body desired to hug Taehyung, to express comfort. But I held myself back, I was scared, scared to fall for him.
"Tae..." I begin grabbing his attention, causing him to look up, open his eyes wide and stare at me.
I didn't want to speak then; my words were suddenly caught in my throat. You arched your eyebrows waiting for a response, wondering why I said your name. And just when I was about to speak, when I built up the courage, he came along. He sat by me, throwing his arm over my shoulder. I never once tore my gaze away from Taehyung, I could see pain swimming in his orbs and it hurt.
"How are you Jimin?" He asked.
"Good, Jungkook, good." I reply, voice thick with sorrow.
I felt Jungkook close the gap between us, I felt his breathe brush against my ear and I flinched. As I was about to push him away, he spoke.
"You love him?" And I gasped.
"You love him and you won't tell him." He continued.
"Jimin, you've loved him for so long but you only just realised? You tried to block away this love because you were and still are scared to admit it. You hurt him Jimin. After your love of your life confessed you shot him down and he's suffering."
I slowly turn to Jungkook who backed away slightly, starring at him in awe.
How did he know? I ask myself.
How did he know before I did?
I shoot my gaze to Taehyung who wasn't there anymore and this sent both fear and worry through me. I then quickly push myself off the seat, hands firmly placed on the table before me.
"Where is he?" I ask.
"He went to the bathroom."
And that's exactly where I headed but I met him half way. Due to Taehyung's lack of sleep, his movements were slow and his body was slumped. I grab his attention by blurting out his name, he looked stunned to me, asked 'weren't you with Jungkook?' To which I nodded to and replied 'was.' Advancing closer to him, I lessened the gap between us before stopping. It was silent, I stared at him and he stared at me. It was when I decided to move, when I raised my arm and cupped his cheek.
"I'm sorry...." I say and he merely knitted his eyebrows together in confusion.
"I'm sorry for rejecting you Tae, I was scared. I was scared to admit that I loved you too."
His eyes then went wide, I heard his gasp and I could clearly see his eyes fill with tears.
"Jimin." He spoke. My name coming off harsh on his tongue.
And then he smiled, he smiled that smile I love seeing. Happy tears rolled down his cheeks as a slight chuckle passed his lips.
I'm sorry Taehyung. I love you too.
A/N
I am back. 2 in a row.
L.T
