flipped

fifty-six.

쉰여섯

     jimin smiles, just slightly but it's still a success looking at the fact that those beautiful lips haven't turned up since the past weeks.

     yoongi is pleased, he's sad but the fact that jimin is smiling, even though not that wholeheartedly, he's glad. "i've missed that." he points at jimin's lips.

     jimin gets it, although his mind and body are not very attentive or alert, he understands what yoongi means and his smile disappears again. "i'm trying to get over him."

     "trying to get over a person who loves you?" yoongi asks, frowns.

     "he lied to me. did taehyung not tell you that part?" jimin furrows.

     "he did say something about dance but jimin, that was the past. he loves you now doesn't he?" yoongi doesn't know what he's doing, all he wants is jimin to be happy.

     "that doesn't change the fact that he indeed started our relationship on a lie." he's vulnerable. and yoongi decides to not talk about jungkook anymore. he sighs, stands up from the couch and hugs jimin, who sits at the edge of the bed.

     "i'm sorry for what's happening." yoongi holds him tight as jimin's hands wrap about his torso. "i know how you feel about love. but dear, that's what life is. it's hard but it's worth it."

     jimin sighs, losses his grip on the older. "i feel bad for rejecting him. i feel bad for not being able to give him what he wants. neither the dance nor the love." jimin looks away, holds his head. "maybe i'll just do one of the things that he wanted me to. maybe that'll make him happy," he says sarcastically, laughs bitter.

❝just to make him happy❞

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     a/n: dramarama is around the corner. wait for iittt..