Remember Me | JiKook

Melancholy

Jimin's POV

It's pathetic how something that you knew didn't even exist could hurt you so much that even death, something you wouldn't have even thought about, could seem better than the pain. Mark couldn't forgive me, how could he? Even I wouldn't forgive myself. From what Mark told me, I was the one who killed him.

Well, provoked him to take that step. He told me he loved me more than his life, which he proved. And there I was, looking at someone else, Jungkook. But that wasn't an option anymore. Because, Mark wouldn't let me think about anyone else but him.

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I woke up in a cold sweat. My forehead was dripping but I was also freezing. I woke up to my bed and it took me a while to gather my thoughts. A certain memory made me whimper.

"You're up?" Yoongi rubbed his eyes and that was when I realized he was sitting beside my bed all the while. He was sitting on the floor with his head against my bed. The position looked uncomfortable and must have been the reason for him to crack his neck.

"Yeah. I just woke up. What's the time?"

"It's 2....in the morning" He yawned. My mouth fell open.

"What?"

"Jimin it's okay. Don't stress yourself." I nodded

"What happened and since when are you here?"

"You passed out in Jin's house. Oh, it's been a while" the corner of his lips slightly twitching.

"Aren't you tired?" I asked knowing the answer.

"N-no. It's okay" He held his hands up to refuse.

"It must be uncomfortable like that. Hop on" I sighed and gestured towards my bed.

"Are you sure?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah! Just like old times." I let out a small chuckle. I felt pathetic and selfish but I needed human warmth, that all too familiar comfort. He got under my blanket and I drifted off to sleep.

The same dream, again? The face reminds me of a feeling much similar to that of a home yet I cannot recognize you. Who are you? Why are you tormenting me? I promise I'll be punished.

Jungkook's POV

"Let's go sit in that cafe then" Hoseok pointed to a small cafe across the street. I was surprised at his sudden remark. I didn't expect him to be this curious.

"Umm....sure" Nevertheless, I followed him. We sat in a table at the farthest corner, more convenient. We talked about our friends.

He seemed to know Namjoon well. In fact, they work together. I told him everything about Soo Jung and also the fact that I've moved on.

"Then, why were you crying like that?"
I smiled at his question which made him feel muddled.

"Because of Jimin" His eyes widened as soon as I said his name. "What happened? Do you, perhaps, know him?"

"No....but we've encountered"

"What do you mean?"

"You know, I might or might not be a high school dropout......and my parents have kinda disowned me." He was avoiding eye contact. I grew even more curious.

"What has that got to do anything with Jimin?"

"Uh, I'm always in need of money, you see, because my rapping doesn't get me anything. I stalk people." My eyes widened. "Jimin knows me and what I do. So, he asked me to find something out for him." He looked down and stopped talking.