Something About His Heart//A Park Jimin ff// Completed

Chapter 19 (Realization)

I am currently in Jimin's house. It's Friday already. I have not told anyone that I am moving. I couldn't bring myself to face them.
But I will tell them tomorrow. When I spend my last moment with all of them.

Today I am making dinner for Jimin because all this time he has been eating junk foods. He has grown a lot thinner ever since he started working as a barista. Although I wanted to visit him in the cafe, I couldn't. I didn't have enough time. And now I'm leaving. I wish things were different for us. I wish that nothing linked us.

"Noona can you try to avoid cutting your fingers please? You told me you can cook." Jimin said snatching away the knife from me.

"Hey I'm still using that." I snatched it away from him again and continued cutting the vegetables. (A/n: You're practically murdering innocent vegetables)

"Noona thank you. I don't know how I should pay back. For everything you have done for me, I feel like a jerk for hurting you." He said stirring the gravy.

"It's alright. I like it when everyone is happy. So don't get so sentimental." I said and smiled at him.

"Everyone is behaving normally around me but Yoongi hyung hasn't even talked to me after all that." He said looking down.

"He will take time to come around again. He loves you a lot and is probably very confused." I said to him.

"No. He loves you a lot. He is like this with me because I was the cause of your hurting." I looked down because I knew it was the truth.

"He loves you. A lot. I saw it in his eyes. Do y-you love him too noona?" He asked gathering courage.

"I don't even know if I can love anyone ever again. So no, he is like my best friend." I replied with a tint of joy.

"You call everyone your best friend." He said pouting.

"Am I your best friend too?" He asked curiously.

"Ummm we are bus buddies." I said with a smile.

"I don't like that. Even that granny is your bus buddy. I want to be something more more than that." He said in a quite quite serious tone.

"What do you want to be then?" I asked him and he slightly smirked.

"Someone more than a bus buddy, someone more than a friend, someone more than a best friend."

"S-stop messing around and stir, it is settling." I said changing the subject.

"Oh sorry." He went back to stirring.

After a while we were done with the cooking, and I was gathering myself to leave.

"Do you really have to go? Can't you stay for dinner?" He asked me standing before the door.

"I can't. My parents will kill me. But we will meet up again together, don't worry." I said cheering him up.

"But you're not my partner." He said pouting.

"Can't do anything about it." I said pulling him away from the door.

"I'll leave now."
"Noona?"
"Yes?"
"I really want to be more than bus buddies with you." My eyes widened and I quickly ran out of there.

Please Mr heart. Don't beat like this. 'It is probably because of all the running.'

He wants us to be more than friends? But how? I cannot do this.
I cannot face him now. It will hurt him in the end. His feelings for me will destroy him if I am around him.
So maybe it is the best that I leave.

After about a ten minute walk I finally reached my house.

I sat on the little pavement and started thinking about everything.

It is not only his feelings dwelling here, is it? I feel the same too. But it is like impossible to be together with him. I don't know why but it is.
I feel that being with him would be like committing a crime.

I have only tomorrow. And I want to make the best of it. After that both of our lives would be independent of each other. The only thing remaining will be our happy and sad memories.

Why is life so cruel? It took me so much time to come this far, to accept my fate. But then again it is all going away from me.
Don't I deserve happiness too?

I don't think I do. After all these years I have been selfish. I didn't care for anyone except me. I was one stubborn child.

But now when I'm leaving here, it feels strange. Even if I have not spend a lot of time here, I am still too much attached.

But as I said, leaving will be the best for me, for Jimin, for Yoongi and for my parents. It's not like I have a choice anyways.

I sighed and got up and went inside.
My entire evening passed by practicing what I should tell them tomorrow.

Next Day

This is it. I am now fully dressed waiting for Jimin to pick me up. Since he lives near to me, Jin threatened him to bring me with him. Not that I am complaining though.

I was eating strawberries in the kitchen when the doorbell rang. I quickly fixed my dress and went to answer the door.

The door revealed a scene that I almost went blind.
There was Jimin with his good looks and perfectly chosen clothes. He has a great sense of fashion.

"Noona y-you look so beautiful." He said while doing the same thing I was doing to him, checking him put.

"Hmm. You too." I replied and I wasn't lying. He is looking more beautiful than me.

"Here this is for you." He handed me a bouquet of flowers.

"You didn't have to." I said taking the flowers from his hand, "You should avoid wasting money."

"I have not wasted them." He smiled and I looked away.

"Anyways we should go." I said to him while wearing my shoes.

"Yeah let's go."

Hi. So this story is approaching the end. I wanted it to be longer but I don't have enough time and it is for the best.

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