It All Started From a Friendzone //pjm ff

Chapter 13

SoYeon's POV

I got woken up by someone shouting. I sat up on my bed in confusion, rubbing my eyes. I walked to the door and put my ear on the door, listening to the outside.

"Please listen-"

"SHUT UP!" - I heard Jimin shouted.

"Jimin you don't understand..." - BoYoung voice sounded shaky. 

"I gave you everything you wanted, I listened to you and avoid my best friend, I've always been there for you, and why did I do those? Because I loved you. I trusted you! Why did you have to go for that guy!?!?"

"....."

"Say it, why?"

"........"

"TALK! YOu're good at it. TELL ME."

"......."

"You know what, get out of my house. Wait no, get out of my life."

"Jimin please no, this is the last time, I promise."

"I've got nothing to do with you anymore. Stay away from me." - Jimin said, full of disgust.

There was no more sound, a silence which got me shivered a bit. Then I got startled by a door slamming. I didn't know what was happening but I knew it was bad. But I decided to stay out of it because Jimin wouldn't want me to care either, as much as I was wanting to help. I yawned and headed back to bed as the sound of Jimin heavy steps went up on the stairs. My door suddenly flung opened just as I remembered I didn't lock it.

"Holy sh- Jimin!" - I flinched.

"Oh sorry did I wake you up?" - He said.

"Do you need anything?" - I pretended not to notice the sadness that was written on his face.

"Nothing." - He replied in a low voice.

"You should go to sleep then." - I told him.

"Can I stay here for tonight?" - His question got me pausing for a second.

"Huh?" 

"I just need someone right now, would you mind?" - He sniffed his nose softly

 'So I'm just a temporary replacement for BoYoung?'  - I thought to myself.

  But he looked like he was gonna burst out crying any second.

"No problem I guess." - I shrugged as he quietly close the door behind him. 

The atmosphere was pretty awkward for me. I mean Jimin and I used to do this all the time, but it's been quite long a while though. I went outside to take some blankets. I got back to the sight of him staring at something on my table. A framed picture of us. It was the selfie I took with him in Busan back in summer. Next to the picture was the letter I wrote to him but haven't got a chance to hand him it. I actually wrote it after the marriage, in my most broken moment. It said  "To My Best of Best Friend Park Chim Chim." on the cover. I didn't tape it yet though. 

'Should've trashed that' - I sighed to myself.

Jimin was just staring at those. 

"I think you don't remember but we printed that picture out a long time ago and found a nice frame so I put them together. That trip to Busan was fun." - I interrupted him with a slight smile. 

"You still... keep it?" - He seemed confused.

"It was one of my favorite so why not." - I said as I arranged the blanket on the floor.