"Jimin, you idiot" -I yell at the mirror and drop a fist on the sink.
All night I couldn't sleep. It was because of her. She keeps my attention locked in herself. I just can't fall asleep when her energy is warming me. Making me sweat, resist. It all ends with me, staring at her with her eyes closed, listening to her little snores, seeing her hair dry and the black bangs fall on her little forehead.
Why can't I look away?
I promised to myself.
I promised to Hoseok.____________________________
"Jimin, I-I think someone's home" -Hoseok's low voice is heard through the phone.
"No way. I'm at the beach and ***** is with a... Friend" -it hits me shortly.
Why would they go home?
"I saw ***** going home with a guy. I don't want to cross a bridge before I come to it, but they looked suspicious" -I feel my eyes getting watery. No. I don't want to believe this.
"Jimin, I'm sorry" -Hoseok says, while my world rolls in a gloomy pit.
"Hoseok, promise me" -I say aggressively. "Promise you'll never let me fall in love again. Never if this happens"
The dull end of the call sound echoes into the emptiness.
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Here Jimin is again. Face to face with SungHee, unaware that she might wake up any second. The rays of the sun hit her face directly, shining through the bangs. As time passes by the girl's lips press together and form a smile. Jimin can only wonder what is she dreaming of. Her skin's so clear, it calls for attention and Jimin throws the towel in. One point for SungHee's skin. Jimin loudly, yet so softly presses his finger onto SungHee's cheek and slowly brushes the tip of it. The blonde boy doesn't even know that a huge grin is plastered onto the face SungHee hates to see, but secretly enjoys. Jimin stops, when his cheeks heat up to the brightest shade of red.
Why is she so...
Perfect?Jimin questions.
But a sudden bang on the door banish the clouds around Jimin's head. The boy scoots away as if they hadn't been cuddling for the whole night.
Aren't these two just sneaky?
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I hum and shuffle around on the matress, when suddenly it disappears under me. That's when it hits me.
I just fell from the bed.
The cold parquet feels hard on my ribs since I fell on my face. I lift myself up with some wetness on the corner of my lip. Did I really slobber?
Fuck. It hurts.
I rub my ribs and start wobbling in my sheets, that are on the ground together with me, like a worm.
"Are you okay?" -I freeze with my eyes jumping from their sockets.
Right. I'm in Jimin's room.
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Viridity - p.jm
Ficțiune adolescențiViridity \ və-ˈri-də-tē\ (n.) naïve innocence -she is so naive but so innocent that my mind can't comprehend. It was her Viridity that I fell for. Hyung, I think I'm in love again. "I don't think it was you. I didn't fall for you. I fell in love wi...