ceo; pjm (cringe af do not read)

| thirty-three |

y'all about to whoop my ass i know...
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"Sang ki?" Jungkook waved his hand in front of my face, making me snap out of my daydream. dreaming about Jimin confessing to me...

i am crazy.

"lets go get something to eat, shall we?" i nodded and looked around, searching for Jimin and Yoongi. neither of them have returned.

i glanced at Hoseok who was already staring at me.

"you know, me and Yoongi might get together."

i choked on air. was that even possible?

"wh-what?"

"he said he likes me." Hoseok blushed, looking down at his food.

"you two should get your food, we'll be leaving the hotel at three!" Hoseok yelled loudly, making me chuckle.

"right!" i smiled at him, grabbing Jungkook by the arm.

food will probably make me better and forget about the dream i had.

a sudden pang in my chest made me snap out of it. why should i be sad over a dream? it wasnt going to happen anyway, Jimin confessing to me.

(i actually am thinking about a sad ending... bye-)

i walkd towards the stack of plates with Jungkook following me behind. i didnt not care. i love Jimin, and i think him hurting me wouldnt change that. i think.

once i was done with picking out my food, i stared at my plate emotionlessly, waiting for Jungkook to finish.
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i sat back down on my chair, Jungkook sittung beside me. i gave him a small smile and digged into my food.

"mhm!" i moaned in pure bliss. the food was delicious.

"this- is- so fucking- good!" i moaned again, Hoseok and Jungkook both shooting me weirded out looks. i shrugged at both of them.

it was boring.

i didnt feel anything. i couldnt even think about Jimin. i didnt know what to think about, it was the second time.

second time me dreaming like this.

i didnt like what he wad doing to me and my heart. i wanted to actually slap him- not just a damn dream!

"do you guys really think J-Jimin doesnt like me?" i choked on my own words- they sounded sadder then they were supposed to. and thats when i realized,

"you know you can talk to us abouy anything..." i was crying.

tears were running down my cheeks without me realizing before. Hoseok gave me pitied looks and Jungkook looked mad.

"i. will. fucking. kill. him." Jungkook murmured under his breathe, but i heared him.

"no! its alright! these are just tears!"

really, sang ki? these are just tears?

and you dont think they wouldnt know that your tears were crying, sang ki?

these tears held deep emotions. i knew that. but, they were still just tears.

"no!" Jungkook whimpered next to me.

"these are not just tears, sang ki. these are tears of hurt- of saddness. he is putting you through too much pain."

why were we constantly talking about this. it was bothering me. i didnt want these conversations anymore. they hurt me more- they made me realize what he was actually doing to me.

"let's stop talking about this, yeah?" Hoseok smiled painfully, trying not to give me a pitied look.

but i knew. i knew he pitied me. but i didnt want that.

i wanted Jimin to realize that i was dying. he probably hasnt even noticed my sudden change of behaviour has he?

he probably doesnt even care, does he?

he probably doesnt even want me to exist, does he?

all sorts of negative questions were sprinting through my mind effortlessly. and the answer to all of them was yes.
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im so sorry. this was one of a boring chapter *sigh* i am really ruining this story, arent i?

tell me, bE hOnEst plEasE!

anyways, i'll update more later ❤

I love You ❤❤