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Jimin P.O.V

The burning feeling in my lungs are overhelming. Petals started to flow out from it. I coughed all of it out and can't help but felt weak. I stared at the blue petals in the toilet bowl and watched it slowly being flushed down - with teary eyes.

A knock make me hit reality.

'Jimin are you okay?'

That motherly instrict sound voice. It's jin hyung. 'Yeah, I'm fine' I said while opening the door. I shrugged off the feeling of something colds runs down my spine. I really hate lying. But what should I do?

I have to lie. It's for the best

I make my way downstairs and almost regretting it. He's there. I can't help but feels the petals trying to make it ways out. Luckily, I managed to stopped it from going out.

It's gonna be okay, breath in and breath out jimin. I repeat the same sentence over and over again - like a broken vinyl record.

Oh god,

I wrong,

I was so wrong,

'Jimin hyunggggg~~ Let's eat, I'm hungryyy' Jeon Jeongguk; who was the one behind all of this petals that have been growing in my lungs, whined cutely. I can feel the flower's petal suffocating my airway - making me choking back a pained whines. I flashed him my fake yet hurted smile , which of course, he didn't notice I'm dying because of him.

I walk to the kitchen to join the others. I sat in front of jeongguk and taehyung who hysterically laughing together. Beside me was Namjoon, he flashed a smile at me and continue to talk with Yoongi beside him.

I only stared at the pancake in front of me blankly and stabbed it my fork. Sure I was hungry, but I can't help but try to savour the flowers back to my lungs.

I can't hold it anymore. I get off my chair and everyone look at me weirdly. 'Jimin you did not eat your food' Jin said with a hint of sadness in it.

'I still full Jin hyung. I eat a lot last night' I said but in reality. I didn't eat last night, I'm starving but what can I do?. 'Ohh is that soo? Are you sure Jimin? You look.... more thinner than before.' He said again but I just nodded and go to my room - starting to cough violently and covered my mouth.

Once I reached my room, I started to cough terribly and make my way to the bathroom. Before I can even close the door, the petals already made it way out, covering the floor in blue petals.

Blue is a sign of sad and unwanted.

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When I guaranteed the flowers is all out, I curled myself into a ball and cried like a broken boy. Well, he is broken. Broken and hurted.

Once I relax, I gathered the flowers and flushed it. The burning sensation is stronger than last time.

Just die already Jimin, he will never love you like you do. You just a burden to this world.

Scoffed.

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