i remember the first time jimin told me he loved me.
it was in the break room, where the patients could sit and relax before their sessions.
jimin and i were sitting at the window, watching the droplets as they fell.
he'd taken my hand in his.
"yoongi, you know i love you, right?"
i turned to him.
i nodded.
why didn't i say it back?
he smiled.
i should've said it back.
