1.0 | Whisper Sweet Nothing | k.th✓

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"I don't know what else to do, Jimin!" I buried my face in my pillow and let out a long groan. "I didn't mean to say those harsh words at him. I was just frustrated that he doesn't care about my effort for this assignment, let alone my feelings!"

"Just apologise to him, Wonnie." He got off of my beanbag and went to sit on the bed, next to me. I felt his hand slow caressing my back . "Although he likes to shut people out, I know he needs somebody."

"Why can't you just tell me his problems?" I whined.

"Because it's not my story to tell. Taehyung trusted the boys and I to keep it a secret." He heaved a heavy sigh and tousled my hair. "In time, i'm sure he'll open up. But for now, just be there for him."

"Why can't they just assign YOU instead of me!"

"As if that brat would even listen to me," he laughed.

I looked out of my bedroom window that was next to my bed. My arms; hugging my pillow to my chest.
"I think I should move on from him," I averted my eyes from the window to Jimin. "I think my feelings are getting in the way, don't you think?"

"It's only getting in the way if you think that it is." He threw me a gentle smile and lightly nudge my arm. "Have a little faith in yourself. You're a pretty girl and I would seriously think Taehyung's gay if he doesn't like you."

"Tch," I clicked my tongue and rolled my eyes. "You're just saying that to make me feel better."

"Is it working?" I snorted at the sight of his goofy grin.

"Yes, dork. It's working." I pushed him off my bed and chuckled as he groaned. "Now, what should we do. The night's still young."

"Want to go to Ricky's party?" I arched my left eyebrow and slang my left leg foward. "Awh, c'mon Wonnie. It's been nearly a year since I last hung out with you. Please!"

"There's no way! Nu-uh!"

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# S O T D

❝Love, like cherry blossoms, seems to easily lose itself
Like a dream, like fireworks
We burned, and all that remained were ashes.❞

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