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Jin

Note: Just so you know, the next six imagines are going to be angsts. So, If you want a part two, please comment.

***Y/n's POV***

I have been having the most tragic day today. Jin and I cut ties with each other after he said that we should break up because of our eommas constantly fighting with each other. And I feel so sick too.

I'm living with my friend for now. She's the one that picks me up when I fall down.

"F/n-ah" I rubbed my hand lazily on her face "I don't feel good"

"If you need to throw up, throw up in that trash can" She pointed to the basket right next to me.

"I gotta go--" I ran into the bathroom instead and puked

"...or that" She walked to me and patted my back "Y/n-ah, maybe you should go to the doctor's office"

"Ya don't say" I puked more after that

"Did you drink at all?"

"Nope. Sober motherfu--*puking noise*"

"Oh ho ho, you're taking a trip to the doctor's office" She flushed the toilet and picked me up. "Take that basket with you" I grabbed the smaller trash can. 

***After many minutes of puking***

"The reason to your puking is due to stress" My doctor said

"So is there any way to stop it?"

"A couple bottles of soju might due the trick. But not too much"

"Arraseo"

"Have a good day"

"Yep. You too" I walked out with f/n and she drove us to the bar to grab some drinks. "I'm not gonna be a sober motherfcker now. Oh, two sojus please"

I saw the door open and that nightmare masked as Jin walked into the bar with another woman. I sighed and ruffled my hair.

"Why did this happen to me?"

"Because your eommas were fighting with each other" f/n said looking through her phone. She put on Eyes, Nose, Lips by Taeyang and I listened to it, swaying around and humming to it. The sojus arrived in front of my face and I just drank it. F/n took tiny sips of it, being careful not to get drunk

"Neoui nun ko ip nal manjideon ne songil jageun sontopkkaji da yeojeonhi neol neukkil su itjiman" I started to sing the chorus becoming completely drunk. People started to look at me as if I was strange but meh.

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After a few hours of continuously singing that one particular song, f/n and I drove home; her the designated driver, me the drunkest I could get. I still can't get over the fact that Jin and I broke up.

I miss the days that we spent together, cuddling with each other, eating food, walking on beaches, and even basic stuff with each other like watching TV.

"F/n, mianhae. I had to make you drive. I just feel very...pressured..you know, like my skull was pounding and my headaches were the worst, like, ugh!"

"And you sound like a hippie too"

"I know.." I bitterly laughed "You're like the bestest friend I've ever had, like...I'm your bitch, and you're my bitch, like yeah maaann" She started laughing

***Jin's POV***

I saw a very scary person today; y/n. She was drinking and she hardly ever drank when I was with her. I was hanging out with my new girlfriend, but she didn't really like me and truth be told, she was kind of like blah. Like the color beige. Boring basically

I took more shots of soju and other drinks until I was completely drunk and could hardly walk or keep my eyes open. I rested my head on the table and someone working at woke me up a few hours later, saying it was closing time.

Miserably, I trudged down the street and walked to my condo. It felt as if I was a zombie just limping down a road. A huge lump in my throat formed and tears started to block my way from seeing.

"Y/n-ah!" I roared into the plain air. I started to sob "Y/n-ah" It was hardly a whisper at that point. I opened my eyes and I was at the beach, the one y/n and I used to go to. I can still hear her laughter in my head.

Out of the blue, I started to scream until my lungs gave out. When they did, I fell onto the sandy shore of the beach our memories were stored into.

"Why did our eommas drive us away from each other. Wae? WAE?!" I shouted again, my voice becoming extremely sore. I lost the woman I truly loved. Why am I such an idiot. Memories kept flashing in my head; the times we laughed, the times we fought, the times we cried, the time we spent with each other. It was golden.

***Y/n's POV***

I thought of the beach we went to when I fell asleep. I saw the memories we shared with each other in my dream. Now, it has became nothing but dust.

I woke up and didn't see Jin right next to me, with and arm over my waist. I want to go back to those days

"Tough shit y/n. You have to start learning to stop being so greedy" I scolded myself. When I stood up to go brush my teeth, I felt dizzy so I fell onto my bed.

"F/n-ah!" I called out "Mommy?"

"Why did you call me Mommy?" She asked while brushing her teeth

"Because I need hangover soup. I feel so dizzy. I tried getting up but I fell back down"

"Poor baby. Get the hell up" She grabbed my arm and balanced me to a chair. There was already soup and a glass of water.

"Komawaeyo unnie"

"Don't mention it" She went back to brushing her teeth.

Memories started to flood back and I tried denying a lot of it. Just eat your goddamn soup, okay? I thought to myself but everything reminds me of him. Eottoke?

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