love stays.+ im youngmin!

2.4 | line twenty four

  ❝ maybe love is not ready for you,
maybe you are not ready for love,❞
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     "youngmi—" for the third time, jia tries to call youngmin, but to no avail.

     "ayo it's youngmin, im either busy, which is never true, or just tired to answer, leave a message after the tone!" youngmin's voicemail goes through.

      jia was worried, six months, none of them have seen each other. one of them is either too busy or the timezone is not right.

      six months of no texting, calling, facetiming, or anything.

      jia sighs, she wanted to give up. she felt helpless, hopeless, she knew youngmin was busy, but seriously? not even a second? hour? minute?

     six months soon turned to eight months. jia was a mess, jia felt depressed, no texts, calls?

     jia met up with both taehyung and jimin at a near cafe salad bar. they shared everything about life.

     "not even one text?!" jimin was shook, his mouth agape. jia shakes her head, sighing, taking a sip of her latte.

       "eight months, for fucks sakes, eight months!" jia raises her voice, stressed out.

       that was when, as if on cue, her phone dinged. she received a text from youngmin. her heart pounded fast.

       'we need to talk' youngmin's text popped through her phone.

       jia was worried, what did he mean, they needed to talk?

       'talk? you're back in seoul?' jia typed out and sent.

       'oh, sorry. i'm in Thailand.' youngmin texted back.

       'oh, okay,' jia sent.

       she felt disheartened, but none of that even mattered, as long as she's with him, right?

        'jia, im so fucking sorry,' youngmin sent.

         jia's heart dropped, what did he mean by that?

          'youngmin? what do you mean? let's call? facetime? anything? we can't possibly do this by text,' jia sent.

           'are we really in love?' the text popped up.

           'are we ready for this?' another text popped up.

          'am i ready for this? are you ready for this?' followed by another.

           jia's eyes widened, she got teary-eyed, her heart sank.

          'of course we're ready. we've been together for four years,' jia could only think of that.

          'but are we ready for more?' he sends back.

         'youngmin why are you telling me this?' jia texts.

         soon, she sees the 'seen' right below her text.

         "youngmin, what the fuck have you done this time," jia whispers to herself.