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'Hana's P.O.V'
My eyes were fixed somewhere in front of me, but my mind... it was far away. Slipping, spiraling into a memory I'd buried deep.
Jungkook
"Hana"
The voice was soft, right beside me
I blinked and snapped out of it—out of that spiral—only to find Jimin staring at me with worried eyes
"You okay?" he asked, his tone gentle. Not pushy, not loud. Just... present
I forced a breath in, realizing how tense I'd become—fists clenched in my lap, jaw tight
"yup" I said quickly
He didn't buy it
"What were you thinking about?" he asked, softer this time "you zoned out hard"
"your dick" now it's his turn to frown at me, I chuckle slightly before patting his back
"I just thought about Jungkook" I knew bringing him up wouldn't please Jimin. It wasn't a good memory for him as well
"It's been a year"
"But the pain is still here and that coconut head is the reason" I bit my lower lip to prevent myself to grab a fistful of Jimin's hair and drown him in an aquarium
"Baby, you don't have to keep thinking about that bastard. All you need is me-ow!" I slapped him hard in the face and rolled my eyes "I am not your baby!"
"Right, you're not a baby anymore" Jimin locks me in his arms and sways me like a little kid, he chuckles "but I'll always treat you like one"
He snuggles his face on my shoulder and sniffs me "my baby smells nice"
