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When it Gets Too Much (Jimin)

You weren't much, you never were. Your parents treated you as an average person, another person coasting through life. Receiving average grades, with average looks, overall an average existence. You didn't expect much, no one did. Boys didn't do a double take when they saw you crossing the street, or lingered a second longer to get a better look. You were the kind of girl that people could go to school with for six years and still manage to forget. You were that forgettable. You didn't mind, it didn't matter to you. You knew you were forgettable, until you met someone.

You never expected much from the relationship, it was going to be a three month fling that ended after he realized how terribly tragic and boring you were. There wasn't much to you, you were decent at photography, didn't like being around people, and squirmed away from any physical contact.

You were a nineteen year old hermit who preferred the company of books rather than people. But every single day, he pulled you out of your darkness.

He would come storming into your life one day then silently sneak in the next, pushing you to your emotional and physical limit. Dragging you from store to store, amusement park to amusement park. He was relentless, beaming his gorgeous smile back at you as he clung tightly onto your hand. He didn't expect anything from you, he knew what you were like. Yet he stuck around, even when you pushed him away. Especially on days like today.

Today was Christmas, a day full of joy and glitter for everyone else, but you. Today was a day filled with ache and pain. No one knew why you were like this, why Christmas caused you to fill up with darkness. You didn't have the heart to tell anyone, frightened that it would soil the small piece you had clung onto for so long. That if you spoke about it, you'd lose a piece of it.

3 years ago you lost the most important person your life. You lost the one person you could turn to. She was your best friend, the older sister in your life that God accidentally forgot to stick in your real blood-related family. But someone was selfish enough to run away from a mistake they had made. She was in a hit and run accident, one second she was walking down the street to the convenient store the next, she was gone. The person who you had spent late nights giggling over silly boys and eating junk food with, the person you had planned your dream wedding with, was gone. The older sister who stood by your side didn't even get to see you graduate high school, or scream for joy when you got into college. She was left alone on a cold street Christmas Day dying. The person who deserved the most in the world was gone. You should have been used to it by now. People leaving you.

They always left you. But this one hurt a little bit more.

The darkness clung to you like a well worn blanket, enveloping you entirely, weighing you down as you tried to push past the day. But nothing helped, everything reminded you of her. But that didn't stop Jimin. He was relentless, pushing past your cold looks, the shake offs, and the hard exterior. He slowly began to thaw the ice that had enveloped your heart, staunched the burning rage that had been boiling inside you for the past three years.

"Y/N want to grab a cup of coffee? It's Christmas Day, it'll be my present to you!" Jimin beamed his signature sunshine smile

"I don't want a Christmas present from you, I don't like Christmas."

"No one hates Christmas unless they're the Grinch, and he ended up liking it."

Shrugging lightly you looked at him, "We don't talk about Christmas.

End of discussion."

Pushing past him you forced yourself to keep it in. To make sure you didn't snap in half and accidentally catch Jimin in the crossfire. But Christmas was something no one could fix for you. God decided to mess that up for you three years ago. You felt Jimin grab your wrist,