JM: „No, please don't Somin. I love you, I love you so fucking much, do you understand? You can't give up on us, let me explain! I need to see you, please come back home, I'm going crazy without you I-"
S: „There was no "us" to begin with Jimin. It...
"...-na! Noona wake up" a voice pulled me out of my sleep. I rubbed my eyes and tried to focus on the face infront of me, Jungkook.
"what is it?" I yawned.
"why were you sleeping on the couch?" he questioned with a puzzled look.
"I was exhausted and wanted to rest my eyes...I guess?" I answered and looked around, if he's back then...?
"why? what did you do?"
looking for that damn letter...
"where's Jimin and Taehyung?" I dodged his question and earned a scoff.
"I think the brunette idiot is taking a shower and the Smurf is in his room" he cheekily grinned and I couldn't help but join in.
"alright thanks, oh and I didn't have time to cook, so please just order something" I gave him a small smile and walked the stairs up, quickly.
I was nervous and didn't know how to tell Jimin what was bothering me and how scared I was. I wasn't ready to tell him about my past but I also wasn't ready to face all of this alone...again.
get a grip, breathe in and out!- I kept chanting in my head and stopped when I reached our door.
My hands were trembling and I carefully pushed the door open to...
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Jimin had one of his legs on our bed, his arms and body weight resting on it, he jerked his head up and looked at me. We just both froze in our position and waited for the other to make a move. I knew that he wouldn't do anything so I did instead, my legs walked on their own and stopped infront of him. Jimin now stood straight and just looked at me. Disappointment slapped me in the face.
what? Why isn't he saying anything? Why isn't he reaching for me, hugging or kissing me, like he used to do?
And before I knew it, my arms wrapped themselves around his waist and I buried my face in his chest. The familiar scent of him engulfed me and instantly made me warm. But what bothered me was that he still didn't hug me back, my emotions once again took over me and tears brimmed at the edge of my eyes.
why am I being some emotional wreck- I hated feeling this way but I couldn't help it.
"what's wrong?" I sobbed. He should've had asked me that but he didn't.
"nothing" he spoke coldly, like my tears didn't affect him, not even a little.
"stop lying Jimin. Please tell me, did I do something wrong? Why are you mad at me?" I could feel his shirt getting wetter but he didn't mind or notice.
"I have work to do Somin. Can you stop bothering me?" Jimin sounded so emotionless that I just wanted to laugh at myself. I was crying my eyes out and needed his comfort but all he cared about was work. I don't know what I really was getting angry at but I knew if I didn't release any of it soon enough, I sure as hell would blow up like a bomb.
