Winter lie °·Vmin·°

Prologue: Lie.

Hey(9:00pm)

Where are you(9:01pm)

Yoongi please answer me(9:02pm)

Is something wrong?(9:20pm)

Please tell me, I can't stand this any longer(9:22pm)

It had now been a week since Yoongi started acting like this; Jimin didn't know what caused it. Even though he's always been a shy and reserved person, when they'd chat they would instantly respond to each other and tell jokes, or complain about things that happened to them in their daily lives. It's been a week since he got so cold and distant, replying listlessly to the boy's texts, not picking up his calls or refusing to meet up due to some "important bussiness". At first he thought he'd let it slide and not think about it too much, but now it had become unbearable for the blond; he was his boyfriend and best friend. He decided to check his Facebook notifications to pass time until Yoongi would answer. His vbody was shaking as he held his left thumb on his mouth and chewed the skin around his own nail, scrolling with the other one through his friends' posts. After a bit of scrolling the blond noticed a picture of Yoongi on his news feed, he thought it was strange, he usually doesn't upload pictures of himself, since he's afraid to show his face. What was most strange was that his "important bussiness" had tagged him in a photo, that important bussiness was holding Yoongi's hand, and Yoongi was smiling.                                                                                                                                       Jimin's phone fell from his hands as he stared at the empty space between his knees. He felt everything and nothing at the same time, anger, sadness, regret, they pooled in those brown eyes just to stream down his cheeks and hit the ground. With shaky hands the boy picked his phone from the floor, sitting with his back against the wall just like he had been all day; he took a few deep breaths and started typing again.

...(10:00pm)

Yoongi(10:00pm)

Yoongi I saw it(10:00pm)

Yoongi  I saw the picture(10:00pm)

Care to explain?(10:01pm)

What the hell is happening?(10:01pm)

Sugar❤️ is  typing...

Jimin freezed the moment he saw the nickname appear, the tears wouldn't stop and they kept hitting the screen that the boy would wipe away with thew sleeve of his favourite gray hoodie. After what seemed like forever a message popped up, but as soon as it appeared the blond shifted his gaze to the tears that had pooled up under him on the floor, not wanting to read the probably horrible words that he was about to read. Ironic, now that he was recieving the long awaited answers his body was rejecting the thought of his heart being shattered into a million pieces. After a while he decided to finally look at the screen, clutching the fabric of the hoodie ner his own beating heart that was threatening to explode in his chest. 

Actually yes, there is something wrong(9:30pm)

Listen, Jimin. I know we've just recently got back together. I know you missed me and  couldn't stand seeing me with Namjoon. What happened that night...I loved it, but I don't love you, at least not anymore. I'm too attached to him and he forgave me. Maybe we could still be friends. I'm sorry.(9:32pm)

 

Yeah, I understand. Sure, it's fine.(9:39pm)

It was defenetly not fine, he had no idea what went through his mind at that time, but he did not want to lose such an important figure in his life, his best friend, his happy memories. Jimin locked his phone and threw it on the ground, his head hanging low, more tears of anger streamed dow his face wetting the collar of his hoodie, he bit and punched his fist against the wall as he screamed "WASN'T I ENOUGH?! WHAT DOES HE HAVE THAT I DON'T? AM I JUST A SLUT FOR YOU TO FUCK?". He kept going until he felt his eyelids getting heavy on his eyes, he slowly shut them and drifted into a sleep empty of any kind of dream. Only some time later he'd come to realized how stupid he was and how weak he had been.