mindgames | pjm

13.

a/n: i want to die.

A month later...

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Nothing had happened since that night. The house was quiet, and it felt weird, I was so used to being anxious and unable to relax in this house. I must've gotten a cold last night though, because I was coughing and my throat hurt. I could only breathe through one nostril.

I couldn't stop thinking about him though, Jimin. I have no clue why, but I feel so close to him. Like I had known him way longer than only couple weeks. I already knew all of the finite details about his appearance, like his tiny hands... the small chip he had in his front teeth. I knew his personality, he was clumsy and sweet. He would do anything to help someone else, putting their needs before his own. And that night, where we stood and danced with the fireflies. Yeah, I know what you're thinking, it meant nothing to him. But for some reason, it meant something to me, even after only knowing him for such a short time.

There was some sort of connection to him. It wasn't exactly love, it was somewhat like if I were him and he were me. I could tell what he was thinking sometimes. It made me feel weird. Anyways, Jimin and I hadn't talked for a while. He had been really busy lately, but it was Saturday, so I thought I'd give him a call. I pulled my phone out, opening my contacts and selecting his name. It rung, and I felt awkward out of nowhere. Just as I went to press the end button, I heard his cheerful voice chirp over the phone, "Ah? Jae!" I didn't even have to see to know that he was smiling.

My face lit up, smiling happily.

But that smile vanished as soon as I heard a voice. It was a girl. "Aishh, Jimin-ah, get off the phone and come play with me."

My heart fell to my stomach, I gulped. I heard him tell the girl to be quiet, "Eunjae, hello?" I couldn't say anything, I tried, but no words came out. I didn't understand why, but I felt my heart shatter. "Jae-ahh, helloo? Did you buttdial me."

I looked down at my feet and cleared my throat, ¨Uh, yeah. Sorry.¨ I hung up the phone, sliding it back into its place, my pocket. Even though I had no right to be, I felt misled. I was jealous, but upset at the same time. I plopped down on the couch, snuggling up with a blanket, it was fuzzy and soft. How could he? I wanted to cry, and I felt my mouth water. See, I'm one of those girls that like to stay away from men, because I catch feelings way too quick. And it never ends well.

I covered my face with the blanket, wanting to dig myself a deep hole and never come out. I sniffled, moving the hair out from over my eyes. My phone rang again, it vibrated in my pocket but I didn't dare touch it. My phone chirped and dinged for a few seconds, and I wanted to cry even more. For some reason, I pulled my phone out and listened to the voicemail he'd left. "Uhh, Eunjae? I know you're lying." He chuckled, how dare he laugh. "Come over, I have someone I want you to meet." He chirped, "I promise, you'll love her, you guys will get along nicely. Okay? Byee!~" I felt disgusted. Why would I want to meet his girlfriend? I read the messages, Please answer me, she'll be leaving soon. Said one. She says hurry up. Said the other.

I didn't want to go, I wanted to stay in my comfort spot and never come out, although this house is far from comforting. But I decided I'd go, just because. I got up and ran upstairs, throwing on something casual but I made sure it accentuated my physique. I put some makeup on and threw my hair into a messy bun. I was ready in like 15 minutes. I texted Jimin, On my way, and I headed out the door.

I hesitated at first, but when I reached his door I knocked softly, holding my hands behind my back. The door swung open, Jimin wore a baggy white button up shirt and black ripped jeans. "Oh? I thought you weren't coming." Jimin smiled softly and gestured me to come in. I heard a girl's voice in the background, my smile starting to falter. I perked right up, putting on a show as I stepped in. If I looked around, I saw a girl lounging on his couch. She wore short-shorts and a loose t-shirt. I looked away and back at Jimin. "So how have you been?" He smiled, folding his arms.