Commitment - YoonMin

Chapter 2

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It resonated throughout the entire hallway, the sound of a door slamming shut.

Jimin's hand was quivering as he stifled the urge to breathe, knowing full well he wouldn't be able to control the rush of pain that flooded his chest. Every negative sensation that crippled his form, was a new feeling; self-discovery came from loving Agust, delving into certain emotions he had never experienced before.

The word on the street had been clear, yet, Jimin foolishly placed himself within the realm of his own fantasy, believing he could change the heart and mind of Agust D.

However, all he managed to prove to the world, as well as to himself, was that he was still just a kid. Jimin was nothing more than a lovestruck teen, having given up every scrap of innocence he had left to the older male. Easily deceived and wooed. Used..

Living on the hope that perhaps certain things would change, Jimin was only able to witness the way Agust would pull away from him, bit by bit. Lack of interest was high, and as Jimin attempted to hold on, the more Agust grew annoyed with him. It was only a matter of time before Jimin was forced to leave with his tail tucked well between his legs.

Pushing himself away from the door, he fiercely rubbed his eyes, attempting to fight away the tears that could trigger the floodgates in instant.

As much as Jimin wanted to escape the apartment building, he only managed to go down the first flight of stairs, before his body gave in to his emotions. With a faint sob, he struggled to pull out his phone from his short pocket.

He only called one other person, his friend from many years back. Despite his vain attempts to act unaffected, Hosek's voice soon filled his ear, and it was all it took. It was enough to finally allow the tears to fall, an immense level of shame settling over heaving shoulders.

"Jimin..?"

"Hyung.. please, come get me. I can't; I need to get away from here.."

It was all he could manage, before simply allowing his phone to clatter to the floor, as both hands flew to his face. Crying in his palms, he could already feel his heart wilting amongst all the pain.

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