Therapy & Mr. Park

Senior Year

Another Chapter for all you, Lovelies! I can't believe I still have people reading this book! You all are so kind! I love you all to the moon and back 💖💖💖

~Jikook in High School~
~Senior Year~

It was the day before Graduation...and I was terrified. As I lay next to my best friend on our school lawn, I can't help but feel like I've wasted so much time. He asked me to keep look out for him while he takes a nap; we're not supposed to sleep during P.E. 

The wind blows softly, and I clench my jaw, pulling out little blades of grass. I'm going to miss him so much, more than anyone I've ever missed in my life. I'm in love with him you know?...I've been in love with him since we started High School.

Of course, I've never said anything to him. Why would I? He's straight, and he's got a popular reputation to uphold. If he suddenly became gay, he would lose all of that...I know he would. His parents probably wouldn't respect him anymore either...

Slowly I let my eyes travel up his body. He wears black and white vans, with black jeans and a white, button up shirt. He's very out of uniform, but the teachers let it slide because they all like him so much...everybody likes him.

His well toned chest rises and falls as he takes, slow and even breathes. 

"Jimin?" He suddenly asks, and I have to stop myself from gasping. 

"Yeah?" I answer, trying to make my heart slow down. What if he caught me starring at him?

"What are you gonna do after High School?" He says, his eyes still closed. 

"I already told you." I chuckle. "I'm going to college to become a mental therapist."

"Well yeah, but I mean, are you gonna get married? Don't you want to meet a nice girl and have kids some day?" 

I hate it when he asks me this. I hate it because I always want to yell at him, say something like 'yah! Why are you asking me this? You already know I'm in love with you.' But of course, I don't. 

"Maybe..." I sigh and lay my back against the grass, starring up at the sky. "...I've got a lot on my mind right now. So, I think school will come first." I turn my head to look at him but he's already looking, and I have to look away quickly to stop myself from blushing. 

"W-What about you?" I ask. 

"Yeah." He answers simply. 

That was the end of that conversation. 

I check my watch, noticing that we only have 15 more minutes before we go back inside. 

Jungkook's POV

My heart hammers in my chest as he lays next to me on the grass. I hate him, hate him so much I could punch him...but only because.....because of the way he makes me feel. 

I've known Jimin all my life, but I only started really becoming friends with him when we started High School. He's a nice guy...a little too nice. And he's handsome too....but he's never had a girlfriend, and he's never wanted to as far as I can tell. 

It all started one evening when we were at a party. It was super late, and we all got drunk except for me. I don't know why I didn't get wasted...but I just didn't. I was too busy looking after Jimin who was acting like a complete idiot. 

That night, I had to take him home, but my keys got locked inside my car, so we had to walk the whole way. It was really exhausting, especially because of what happened half way through....