FORLORN | JIKOOK

013 ─ regret

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Park Jimin

After I told Jungkook that I moved on, he fell silent, and so did I. I wondered if I should have tried explaining, but he seemed too occupied with his own thoughts to word any of his questions. It was sort of the same with me. I was too occupied with the thoughts from the whole night to really talk much after that. We discussed so much to the point where it was hard to speak much more. There was too much to consider in my mind to want to speak.

I brought him to Hoseok's house. Hoseok had been letting me stay with him, and he never really told me to leave once I decided I wasn't going back home to where Taehyung and Jungkook were. He always told me that if I ever wanted to bring someone over, then I didn't have to ask first. That night, Hoseok wasn't home. He had gone to visit another friend for the night.

"You can sleep on my bed tonight." I murmured after I let Jungkook inside, and I quietly stepped in after him. I slowly pulled the door closed behind me and glanced up at the man who stood in front of me. It reminded me of whenever I used to bring him to me and Taehyung's apartment and I would let him stay the night. But those times and this time were different. We used to snuggle up on the same bed together and go to sleep next to each other; but tonight, we would sleep separately, in separate rooms. "I'll show you where it is." I slowly stepped around Jungkook, and my arm grazed across his as I passed him. "Come on." I mumbled.

Jungkook glanced down at me, and his eyes followed me before he followed, his steps mixing with mine as we walked across the hard flooring. "You share this house with someone?" He asked behind me, and I glanced to the side after he spoke.

I didn't know why, but part of me didn't really want to talk about my new life. About who I lived with, what I did, new people in my life; stuff like that. It's not that I thought Jungkook didn't deserve to know, and in all honesty, I was interested about his own life, and I felt my skin prickle with unease at the strong curiosity I felt. I found all kind of new questions popping to my mind at the thought that a year had past since I saw him last, and a lot had happened to the both of us since that time.

"Yes, with a friend." I replied quietly. "His name's Hoseok." I said simply as we entered a darkened hallway, and I lifted my eyes towards the door that was the entrance to my room. The room Jungkook would be sleeping in. I reached my hand forward and pressed my fingertips onto the hard surface, and with my other hand I slowly twisted the doorknob to push the door open. The door creaked as it opened up, and after a few moments I slowly turned towards Jungkook; my eyes lowered on the man, scanning the man's appearance. I only then noticed that he was wearing a button up, and I felt a frown pull on my lips at the realization. "What's the occasion?" I lifted my eyes up towards Jungkook, and telling by the confused expression that covered his face, he didn't exactly catch what it was that I was implying. "Why're you dressed so nicely?" I explained the meaning of the question while I turned my head and slowly stepped into the room, pressing the door open farther as I passed the entrance. I turned my head towards the wall on the right, and I parted my lips as I reached my hands toward the closet doors.

"Oh." Jungkook said quietly. "Well," He began. "Taehyung and I went out to a nice restaurant for dinner." He explained, in which I turned my head slightly and glanced in his direction. I tilted my head slightly, and slowly pulled the door to the closet open with my eyes lowered towards the closet.

Taehyung, huh? I thought to myself, but I bit down on my bottom lip to hold back any words.

"Well, I hope you had fun with..." I began, but I pulled my lips together a bit and stared down at the closet, almost as if I was too carried away with my thoughts to remember what I was doing. "With Taehyung." I forced the words out. I wasn't quite sure why the words I spoke made me so uncomfortable, and I narrowed my eyebrows before I shook my head a bit to ignore the thoughts. I tried to concentrate more on finding clothes from the closet.