Worth Remembering //Park Jimin

Reflection

Jimin's P.O.V
After putting Y/N to sleep I talked to Taehyung. We were standing in her living room.

"Hyung what is your heart telling you?" he asked.

"I'm just as confused as you Taehyung," I said.

"Don't lead her on just because you're confused. She's more fragile than you think," he said.

"Whenever I'm around her, I feel like I can't resist the urge to want to hold her. But shouldn't my heart be for Su Hae?" I asked.

"Just because Su Hae is your first love doesn't mean she's the one hyung," he said.

"I just want to hold Y/N's hands but at the same time I keep wanting back what I once had," I confessed.

"You said it yourself though, Su Hae isn't even the same anymore," he said.

"Yeah I know. It's like meeting a stranger. She's the complete opposite of the girl I once knew," I said.

"Then what about Y/N? Do you like her for her or because she reminds you of the girl you once loved?" he said.

"Taehyung-ah you've grown up," I said looking him in the eyes.

"Don't avoid my question hyung. If you don't want to be her man then I'll sweep her off her feet like the princess she deserves to be," he said.

"I thought so. You had feelings for Y/N too," I said.

"She's not a replacement hyung. Don't lower her real value. I'll let you think about it more," he said as he left her place.

What did I like about Y/N? Yes she was a constant reminder of my first love. Everything about her was spot on. Maybe I do like her because I was trying to fill a missing space in my heart. But why is it that even when I'm with Su Hae all I can think about is Y/N? To be quite honest with myself, lately I've been thinking about my times with Y/N more than my first love. The way Y/N smiles, her caring heart, her gentle kindness, and how she tries to act tough all the time. I liked how she teased me even if it's my height she's making fun of. I loved the warmth of her lips.

I walked back into her bedroom to check on her. She was sleeping with her back facing the door.

"Maybe it's because she treats me like an idiot and she doesn't see me as only an idol," I said quietly.

"Pabo. Anyone can see you as you. You don't have to be an idol to be loved by people," she said with a hazy voice.

I walked over to sit by her on the side of the bed.

"Don't people like me only because of that?" he said.

"No. Not all idols are loved," she mumbled.

"Why do you like me then?" I asked.

"You a pabo. You not cute. But you also cute. You dance and sing to my heart," she said.

"Your grammar is off," I said smiling.

"Shut up. I'm drunk," she replied.

"But are you?" I asked.

"Yes I am," she replied in English.

"I see," I whispered to myself.

"You're caring, funny, optimistic, humble, beautiful, and so much more. Jimin-ah, you're the star I can't reach. Even though you're next to me I can't touch you," she said as she started crying.

Her sobs were quiet. I don't have the right to dry her tears because I'm always hurting her but I walked over to the other side of the bed and wiped her tears anyways.

"Hajima. Don't cry," I said.

She cried even harder now.

"No you stop it. You keep stirring my heart like crazy and leaving. It's like being in a dessert for days and having someone poor water on the ground right in fromt of you!" she said loudly.

She wasn't screaming but her heart was. She turned her face into her pillow.

"Mianhae Y/N."

That's all I could say to her.

"Me too. I'm sorry too," she said from under the pillow.

"You won't be able to breath. Come on out Y/N," I said, putting my hand on her shoulders.

She slowly turned over to her side.

"Sleep here with me? After tonight, I promise. I'll be over you," she said.

"I can't do that but I'll stay until you sleep and go," I said.

She wiped her tears and closed her eyes. Soon she drifted off to sleep and I went back to my dorm.