Lost life

Foreign

"I won't come with you, forget it! You can't leave me here like that", he yelled. "That's why i told you to come with me, what's the problem?"

"My problem is that you can't do everything that you want to do, Park Jimin!"

"I'm even not doing everything i want." , defended the silver-haired boy. "Oh yes, you do! And with everything you are trying to pull me into it too! I'm not your damn toy!", he yelled again. "Who says that you are my damn toy kookie? I only want you to accompany me to things i have interests in. You can easily say no, if you don't wan't to, i never forced you to anything." Jimin tried not to raise his voice at all, but it was easier said as planned. "You are just too selfish to see it, Jimin! And now you even decide something what is important for our relationship and won't talk to me!?", asked the dark brown haired shouting. "I'm just asking you now, kookie. What is your problem?" Jimin got tired. "So what? Would you stay if i say no?" The following silence ate both of them alive. Both got nervous by each second and someone couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Comeone answer me!!", screamed Jungkook. Jimin jumped back at the sudden volume of his voice. "This is an one time chance and i can't stay, I have to go." Jimin was still unsure, but told Jungkook what his heart would have answered. "Okay, go then. I don't care." Sighed the younger. "Kookie, come on, i wanted this since forever. Can't you be happy for me?"

"And again, it's always everything about you Jimin. You didn't think of me, no one ever did. It's okay though, i'm okay. Leave whenever and give me the keys", sighed Jungkook, brushing his hair out of his face.

"Are you serious, Jungkook!? Only because i want to go doesn's mean you have to be an!" Jimin couldn't contain his anger anymore. And it shocked Jungkook first, but then he answered him.

"Sorry for being an, like you say! But i would like to have you here and not, i don't know, how far away!", the brown haired yelled again.

"And what? Are you deciding about my future now?!"

"Which future Jimin!? We all know what's going to happen with you, so get to your senses and stay!" Even if his voice was loud, the brown-haired nearly chuckled at that. Jungkook didn't know how much his words did hurt Jimin, but the silver-haired didn't let him see it.

"What do you mean with that?! What do you all know?" Jimin was scared to ask that.

"That you are trying your best, but only fails! And what happened to your father after he failed, Jimin?" The silver-haired never knew that Jungkook could talk like that and it did hurt him to the fullest.

"Why? I'm not him, you know that!"

"But you'll be! We all know how this is going to end, so better believe what I'm saying and do what is the best for you!" Jungkook tried to advise him, but Jimin didn't have it. "Can't you just trust me? Can't you even encourage me like a normal boyfriend would you?" Jimin felt like he was about to cry in front of Jungkook, but he didn't want to show it. Not in that bad of situation.

"Cut the, Jimin! I'm going to encourage you! I mean for what? You're awful artist and you only were lucky when they offered you in scholarship! Don't think ẗhay appreciated your work though, they always pick bad artists !" Jimin's heart broke more and more. "You always said that you loved my arts." Jimin's voice was nearly a whisper. "Forgot that I'm your boyfriend?!! I have to encourage toy! But that's more than wrong and you know that! Give it up Jimin" Jungkook sighed and went with his hand through his hair.

"I won't Jungkook. It's my decision to take and I will do it." Determination was clear in Jimin's voice.

"Let's count the days when you will crawl back to me, I'm gonna wait for you then", smirked the brown haired boy.

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Jimin was lost with the card in his hands and didn't know the way he had to go. He didn't know the city at all, but tried making his way on the full streets. His bags, full of his belongings were heavy and he needed a break. He walked through the city since three hours without a stop or something in his stomach. He found a bench and placed his bags on it, sighing in relief. His bags covered nearly the whole bench and Jimin squeezed himself in between them and closed his eyes for a moment. "You know, on the floors some more space. People want to sit on those." Jimin opened his eyes, to see a man pointing at the bench. "I'm sorry.", he sighed and placed his bags on the floor in front of him. The foreign guy sat then down on the free space and sighed again as well.

"Exhausted?", asked Jimin nicely. "Yeah", sighed the other. "Me too."

"Did i ask or something?", he suddenly snapped. Jimin widened his eyes. "Sorry.", muttered Jimin.

"Guy, don't apologize. You have to fight back." A grin appeared on the face of the foreigner. Jimin was more than irritated by the sudden mood change of the stranger. "And who are you, telling me that?", rose Jimin his eyebrow. "Just a random guy on the street who needs a break.", he shrugged. "Well, random guys don't have to tell me what to do." Even if Jimin said it in a soft voice, he became slightly upset. "If you apologize for every shit a random guy throws at you, you obviously are doing what they want.", the stranger with black hair advised. "I do not.", rolled Jimin his eyes. "I'm only being polite.", he added. The black haired laughed at his statement and Jimin's confusion was growling.

"Let me tell you something. You may be nice and shit, but you are too naive. Who knows, maybe I'm from the police and investigating why you came to Seoul today."

"Wait what? What the hell?"

"We are only sitting here since maybe 3 minutes and I know more than your assume. Whatever, it was nice to meet you, stranger.", sighed the black haired and stretched his arms before getting on his feets.

"Wait, do you know were the next hotel is?"

"Down the road, then walk right. Or wasn't there one in another street? I think it was next to the train station. Or I'm only just playing with you and you have to find out by yourself were the hotel is.", he shrugged and left. What a nice way to meet new people, thought Jimin and rolled his eyes. After three attempts to finally stand up from the bench and search the hotel, which way was described so perfectly, he sighed exhausted and gave himself another minute.

His last attempt to stand up worked and another half of an hour he found a hotel and fell into the bed. This was going to be exhausting, he knew.

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