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[Y/N] POV
It's been a year since Jimin's car accident. He's been in a coma ever since. I didn't go to college but they still kept my scholarship. One of the perks of being a dumb witted nerd. Chelsea's exact words.
Jungkook gave me one of his old apartment for me to stay at since he was moving. Again.
I haven't seen Jimin yet. Not because I can't. It's because I'm scared. Scared to know the consequences of his injury. And if I even still loved him. Did I love him? Do I love him?
It's not like I didn't visit him. I went to see him last week but they said he was gone. Must be his mother.
I lay in bed cuddled up in my blanket while eating ice cream, eating my sorrows away. I don't know why but Jungkook was on my mind. Since the accident Jungkook and I got extremely close.
Closer than just normal childhood friends.
"Honey I'm home!"
I groan once I hear Jungkook's voice. I quickly got up and got an oversized shirt and threw it on.
"Are you naked?"
"No Jungkook"
"Aww too bad"
I shake my head and brush my hair. He walks in with his little bunny smile and shopping bags in his hands. I crawl back into bed and continue eating the ice cream.
"Noona Jimin didn't breakup with so what's with the ice cream? Did he breakup with you?!"
Jungkook places the bag down on the floor and looks at me. "Did he breakup with you princess?"
His eyes went soft as I slowly shook my head. He lets out a sigh "I was about to beat him up for a second. Make his injuries even worse than before."
I roll my eyes and start eating again. My eyes catch a glimpse of his outfit. Jungkook changed over the years.
He changed over the year but I was too busy sulking to even notice.
He dyed his hair a cherry red. He started working out even more and changed his fashion sense.
I was kind of sad that he didn't wear his old white shirts and ripped jeans. Of course I can't forget the Timberlands.
He stood in front of me in yellow checkered shirt and denim jeans. But he was wearing timberlands. Knew he wouldn't change.
"Get your lazy, thick ass up"
I roll my eyes and started eating my ice cream. He sighs and shakes his head. "Princess what do I have to do to get in bed with you?"
