Lost life

Easy

Back in the hotel, Jimin didn't know what to do. He could prepare himself for the university, for his semester began in 4 days, but he didn't want to. He let himself fall in bed, looking up to the ceiling. He couldn't stop thinking about Yoongi. How his music sounded so perfect to him, how he looked so perfect. What? No, he didn't look good or anything, talked Jimin to himself. He just looked like a random guy on the street with an awesome style and a cute nose. "Crap.", sighed Jimin and groaned afterward. He didn't want that, he was too confused. And he only was confused, because of Jungkook.

Jimin felt his heart shatter again, as he thought of Jungkook again. How he just was the opposite of what Yoongi said.

*Nobody should give up something they like to do.*

He was just so stunned, because Jimin never heard such words before. Instead he heard things like he should work harder, getting good grades and the exact same things everyone says. Something about Yoongi's words made him very happy, really happy.

His thoughts traveled back to his boyfriend. Ex-boyfriend. He rolled his eyes at his thought. How he wanted to call his boyfriend again. Jimin tried to think back at the good times between him and Jungkook. It was more difficult then he thought. Back in the days when they met, was everything cute between them. It was peaceful and perfect. Shy glances and smiles were shared on their first date and Jimin fell in love. That was the first time and last time he literally saw Jungkook ever shy or begin the cute guy, he thought Jungkook was. After they got together it was like a time bomb at how Jingkook changed that quickly. Jimin just wished he didn't give himself the hope that Jungkook could change over the time.

It was too late, before Jimin noticed that he was actually calling Jungkook on his phone. He panicked for a short time, but his panic died down after he heard Jungkook talking.

"What?", came immediately from the dark-haired guy. "Wow, you really didn't change.", sighed Jimin and a smile creeped up on his face. "What nonsense are you talking about?" That was quite nice, thought Jimin. The silver-haired just knew that the younger rose his eyebrow. "Nothing, it's nothing.", he tried to assume the boy. "Well fine, I have to do. Next time call earlier if you want to disturb me with nothing.", snapped the dark-haired at him. "I'll think of that.", shrugged Jimin, even though Jungkook couldn't see him. "I'll think of that.", mocked Jungkook in a high pitched voice. "Anything more annoying or unnecessary to say?", asked a very pissed Jungkook. "I love you." Jimin was nearly laughing the words, but he held his laughter in. "Ha, ha, ha. If you have more things like that to say, don't.", dared the younger. "You won't change.", shook Jimin his head, still unseen by the younger. "Whatever you are talking about, it."Jimin heard his grin. "I wanted to be happy with you, you know?", he suddenly confessed. "And i wanted a less clingy person to fuck with, you know?" His ice cold voice made Jimin shiver and he closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"That actually hurt." "Good." Jimin heard his smirk on his lips. "You won't ever change." "it, like the guy i had yesterday." "Like what?" Jimin sat up on his bed, he was tense."Your pretty neighbor from upstairs. Didn't know that he'd be that though. The cute ones are always the worst, right?" "You don't know how right." Before Jungkook had a chance to reply, Jimin hanged up on him. He sighed deeply, before he fell with his back into his hotel bed, again. He rolled over to his pillow and buried his face in it.

*Don't know that he'd be that though*

He said it so casually, just like a joke. And did it hurt Jimin much, much more than he thought it would.

*The cute ones are always the worst, right?*

Jimin let out a hollow chuckle. Of course was the cute guy wrecking him. Of course it had to be the cute guy saying hurtful things. Of course it had to be the cuter guy making him cry . As much as Jimin didn't want to, he did cry into his pillow for long. He longed so much for Jungkook, it made him sick of himself. Why should he still like someone who just said he fucked with his neighbor? Who said he only wanted to sleep with him and nothing else? Mayby the neighbor did want Jungkook's cock in his buthole? Jimin couldn't answer himself and he was just so confused. He hated it so much, too much. His feelings were too confusing, eating him whole. He hated the way he still felt towards Jungkook, but he really didn't know how to change that. Mayby distance was the right thing on how to end things. So he didn't have to see Jungkook cheat on him. He didn't even cheat, they were already over, reminded Jimin himself. He groaned, burying his head further into the pillow. The pain would never end, he knew that. He turned around and looked up to the white ceiling. He wished he didn't love Jungkook. That would gave him not so much of a heartbreak. That would have made so many things so easy.

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Yass bitches i'm done with this charper (: see you in next mayby?

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