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[19]

Taehyung's POV

"Ok, that's it. I'm going home." I grumble in frustration as I pry Jimin's arm off of mine.

For the entire party, Jimin has been following me around, asking me to kiss him. It annoys me because I know he's only talking to me and acting like this because he's drunk. His actions don't have any real meaning.

Just stay away from me, Taehyung. Please.

Those are the only words that have any meaning, because he said them sincerely.

"Take me home with you, Taehyungie." Jimin mumbles, slinging his arm over my shoulder.

I look at his face next to mine. His cheeks are pink and his eyes are half open. A small, arrogant smirk is plastered on his face.

My first instinct is to refuse to take him home and leave him behind, but my conscience gets the better of me. He's already so drunk, and I don't want him to stay here and drink even more alcohol. What if he faints, and no one notices because they're too busy having fun?

I sigh reluctantly and slip out of Jennie's house with Jimin next to me.

I stumble over to my car, struggling under Jimin's weight.

My heart is beating so fast I feel like I might explode.

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I literally carry Jimin into the house, cursing under my breath. He lets go of any strength he has and puts all his weight on my shoulders, laughing at how much I'm struggling.

I finally get to his bedroom and try to throw him on the bed, but his arms stay locked around my neck. As he falls back on the mattress, I fall with him, unable to escape his strong grip.

He grunts as I fall on top of him. I blush like crazy and try to act as irritated as possible.

"Yah, seriously, Jimin. Let go of me." I ignore the fact that his face is inches from mine.

"No." He pouts. "Stay with me."

"Fine."

He smirks in satisfaction and his grip on me loosens. I sigh as I roll off of him, lying awkwardly on the bed next to Jimin.

After a few moments of silence, I decide to get up and take a shower. I throw on a loose shirt and sweatpants, then I quickly brush my teeth.

When I get back to the bedroom, Jimin is snoring softly. I stare at his face for a while, my head spinning with emotions.

My heart squeezes painfully as I realize that he'll wake up tomorrow with most likely no memory of this night. He will go back to ignoring me, never forgiving me for the confession I made.

I remember the dream I had many days ago. The one where Jimin and I were sitting peacefully on the beach, and the next thing I knew, everything fell apart. In that part of the dream, he kissed me for the last time and told me that our relationship would never work out.

Maybe that dream is right. Maybe that dream was trying to tell me to grow up and stop paying attention to my ridiculous feelings.

But is love ridiculous?

Is it wrong for me to be in love with the one person that has always been there for me, through everything? Is it wrong for me to be in love with the only person that makes me truly happy?

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[tbc]

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a;dslkfjsdlkfjdskjf im sorry this story is getting really boring ugh i tried so hard to make it better but no one is even reading it haha

I'm planning to end this story soon so please stay for the last few chapters! I am also starting on another fanfic, and I will try out a different writing format so yeahhhh