saranghae, playboy {BTS Jimin Fanfiction} [Short Story] ;

Salanghae, Playboy {BTS Jimin FF) Chapter 2

As I walked forward, a rumble sounded above my head. I sighed and put my hood up, knowing I would need cover. The rain poured down, bouncing on the road and pavement taunting me to hurry on home. My feet were soon squelching because of my soaked shoes, and I thought about the situation I was in. What did he mean "do you remember what we were?"? We had never met before college, so why does he think that. In Busan, all there was was Taehyung oppa and Jungkook. No Jimin was ever present.

As I opened the door with my key, I sighed, knowing I would have to explain my absence and depression. I breathed in deeply, and stepped through. Immediately oppa ran to the entrance and hugged me. "Where were you? I was so worried about you!" he spoke, and tears fell down my face. "Where's appa and eomma? I want to hug them." His arms loosened around my back. He started scratching the back of his head. "Umm, they're..." he paused "they're out! Yeah, gone shopping." I didn't know why, but I knew he was lying. I put my bag down and walked to my room, hoping he would follow me.

I sat on my bed, forcing a tear out. "I am going to say it again. Where's appa and eomma?" he sighed deeply. "It doesn't matter. It's late, go to sleep." My heart started pounding. What was wrong? "Wae?" I spoke. "I told you, it doesn't matter." I shouted at him. "WAE?" and he shouted back. "Go to bed!" "But-" "SHUT UP!"

My jaw was left hanging. My fingers curled into fists. "YOU'RE SO FUCKING RUDE! IF EOMMA WAS HERE YOU'D BE GROUNDED! WHERE ARE THEY?!" He was stood at the door, and stayed in that position for a few seconds. "THEY'RE NOWHERE OKAY? I'VE TRIED TO HIDE IT! YOU WERE OBLIVIOUS! BUT JIMIN JUST COULDN'T LET YOU GO! I TOLD HIM WHAT HAPPENED! HE DIDN'T BELIEVE ME, SO TRIED TO GET YOU BACK! NOW YOU KNOW..." He walked out, going into their room. I followed him, and I gasped at what I saw.

Lying on the bed were loads of newspapers, dated half a month before I started college. They spoke of a car crash, two killed and one injured. Five people in the car, two parents, their son and daughter and the best friend of the daughter. The parents were killed and the daughter was injured. She suffered severe brain damage, unable to remember any moment of the crash. Her name was... "Y/N?" Oppa's head turned, tears streaming. "I... I wanted t-to tell you..." he stuttered slowly, unable to comprehend what he was saying. "It's fine, don't worry." I said, holding him in my embrace.

"I thought you would be angry at me..." he said, looking deep into my eyes. "Oppa, it's not your fault. It's no one's fault. Mostly though, anything from then on has been my fault." His eyes widened, and he sniffed. "No, how?" I looked around the room, before answering. "You had to protect this from me, Jimin didn't want to give me up. Guess why Jimin is in hospital? Me." Suddenly, as if his tears dried up, Taehyung stood up and looked down at me. "Jimin's in hospital?! WHY?!" I started stuttering like he did before. "I thought you knew, the ambulance outside of school asked if you wanted to come..." He gasped in shock. "That's because I am the class president, so I expected that it's because I need to support anyone in need!" He grabbed my hand, and we ran to his car.