Wrong ||Park Jimin

Eighteen

"I used to call him Oppa. It brings back memories, so I don't call anyone that anymore."

He nodded.

"So this...Yoonji, was your best friend? And she didn't once think of you?"

I shook my head.

"Well, I guess I didn't mind. She was toxic." I laughed lightly.

Jimin's lips were still pursed.

"Oh, Ji, leave it alone. I trust you."

His lips broke into a smile at that. Never have I seen this kind of smile. So pure, so full of happiness.

"Did you tell Namjoon hyung?"

I shook my head.

"It was a spur of the moment thing. I didn't even know whether I'd tell you."

"But you did."

"I did."

***

I lay in Jimin's bed, facing the ceiling.

"Ever thought of fixing things with Jin Hyung?"

Jimin's voice was close to my ear.

"I don't know. Now that I'm more confident...maybe. I'm still scared. I can trust you, you've earned it. He had, but then he lost it. He broke it."

"Oh, my sweet sweet Hana."

I flushed.

"You deserve so much better. That's why I'm telling you, speak to Hyung. Not now, whenever you're ready. But do it."

I nodded.

"Thank you, Jimin. For everything. For existing."

He stared at me, his eyes went wide. His lips parted, a breath coming out.

"What?"

I smiled back. Nodding.

"Thank you for existing, Park Jimin."

I could see tears in his eyes.

Happy tears.

He instantly wrapped himself around me, and sobbed into my neck.

"Shh, Ji."

"I love you, Hana. Thank you."

"For what?"

"Just..for being you."

More tears were shed that night.

***

Namjoon smiled at Jimin who was wrapped around me.

I smiled at him and winked.

We were at Jin's place, I hadn't shed a single tear yet.

Everyone looked impressed, because they didn't know.

Lee Hana learnt to trust.

"Hana, you look extra happy today, What's the good news?" Yoongi was smiling over at me.

"Well, oppa," I felt Jimin smile at that.

"Jimin earned my trust."

All the boys smiled, and laughed.

Namjoon gasped, dropping the remote of the TV onto the carpet.

"Hana.."

I nodded over at him, smiling widely.