Instagram (Yoonmin)

Chapter 62

Park Jimin sat at the crowded bar, nervously drumming his tiny fingers on the bar in front of him. This was the first time he had left the house since his and Yoongi's breakup, and although it was a small scummy little place, he was proud of himself for leaving his apartment.

He was finding living alone a bit of a challenge. Although he had his two amazing friends as his roommates, he did miss the comfort of his own home. Busan was a fairly isolated area when you thought about it. Well not isolated, but compared to Seoul it was. Everywhere he looked there was some young, attractive person enjoying their night and in a way Jimin wished that he could just forget all his worries and join them. He needed to forget. He needed to get drunk. That's why he was here.

He managed to finally get the busy bartenders attention, and nervously played with his silver hair while he ordered a rum and coke. He'd gotten a lot thinner since Yoongi left him, which was quite a worry considering it hadn't even been two weeks yet. His cheekbones stood out a lot more than they did before and when he stood up you could clearly see his hipbones protruding from the tight t-shirt he was wearing. But that was how it had to be. When he looked in the mirror he saw at least 10 pounds added onto him. Jimin had gotten even more obsessed with his own appearance than he had been before, probably to distract his mind with something other than Yoongi.

In the small flat he shared with the two other guys, there was always a constant battle for the bathroom.

There was Namjoon, who was aspiring to be rapper but had put his life on hold for his beautiful wife. He was now currently working at a supermarket down the road. He was a lovely guy, especially to Jimin and had always been there for him. Namjoon was very easy to get on with, but did occasionally indulge in random fits of temper when he was too stressed out. And then there was Taehyung, who was so hyper and actually did hate Jimin at first when they first met each other, but now the two were insperable, he was actually currently working as a hairdresser, and was the one dying Jimin's hair all the time. And although Jungkook didn't technically live with them, he might as well be considering the amount of time he spends with his boyfriend. Jungkook was the complete opposite of Taehyung really, but maybe that's why they both got along so well. He was fairly shy, but had come out of his shell quite a bit, and despite being the youngest he loved to tease his hyungs. Especially Jimin. Jungkook seems to be the only one loving his job the most and is currently a photographer. He loved all three of his friends dearly, but not one of them could take his mind off of Yoongi. Yoongi. Shit. He'd thought he was done thinking about him. Of course he appeared in his dreams every night, but Jimin was trying to hard to move on. More and more though, he found himself gazing at his black phone screen and clutching onto it for dear life, arguing with himself over whether to phone Yoongi. He never had.

He was sure Yoongi is getting on just fine without him. After all he was the one who ended things. Yoongi must be doing better for himself and doing things he could never do with Jimin around. He's probably met someone new too. Someone better and who could treat Yoongi how he should be treated. God knows did he deserve it.

Jimin blinked back the tears and jumped when a glass was placed down in front of him. He smiled slightly at the bartender and picked up the cool glass and brought it to his lips. Right, tonight was not going to be like his others. He was not going to mope around pining after his ex boyfriend. No, tonight he was going to drink himself silly and forget about all his problems and worries. Tonight was all about him, and him alone.