Lost life

Mixed Feelings

"Hey, Jimin! Hey, wake up!" Jimin's eyes opened widely and he was shaking. "Calm down here, you got a bad nightmare. Are you okay?", asked Hoseok worried. Jimin nodded quickly, avoiding his eyes. "You sure? You are sweating and your skin is hot." "It's okay. I'm fine, don't worry. And sorry for waking you up." "I'm okay, but are you sure you are okay? You look terrified."

"Please don't!", I called through my tears. I felt another kick coming at my stomach and a strong grip on my jaw. I hissed in pain.

"I'm fine, really, just go to bed.", tried Jimin to assure him. "Okay.", gave Hoseok in, even though Jimin still seemed terrified. He walked out of Jimin's room and crawled back into his bed, falling asleep shortly after.

Jimin stayed up, until the sun arose.

"What do you think you are, huh? Some good artist!? Get another joke!? Use your stuck up brain kid and concentrate on real things!", he growled at me. "But, but I really-", before I had the change to end my sentence, I felt something hit against my head and my vision turned black.

Jimin shuddered in disgust and tried to distract himself.

"Come back to reality, kid! He's never going to love you."

That came like a lighting and he instantly thought of Jungkook. He knew Jungkook didn't love him. He was never going to do it either. Jimin was sure of that and it broke his heart once more. How he wished that he never fell in love with him. How he wished that someone would be able to love him, because nobody did before.

A knock disturbed Jimin's thoughts and his head turned to the direction of the door. It opened and Hoseok came in. "Won't you get up? We have to leave soon.", reminded the black-haired. Jimin didn't notice the time flying by. "I'm ready in 10.", he sighed and got out of his bed.

The second day wasn't as exciting as the first day, but Jimin still loved it. He got to know a friend of Minho, called Mark. They ate together at lunch and everything went peaceful. And as Jimin went to his home, his roommate had a visitor.

"Jimin, that's Jackson. Jackson, that's an already better roommate than you, Jimin" The silver-haired chuckled lightly at the introduction. "Hey, Jimin. Tell me how do you put up on with him? How do you sleep at night with him snoring around like an animal? I mean it, I can still hear him at night and I don't even live here." Jimin laughed while the two were bickering each other.

"Since I like Jimin already more than you, I'll order chicken for us.", announced Jackson. "That's very nice.", commented Jimin shyly. "That's nothing.", shook Jackson his head and went with his hand through his blonde hair. "Stop acting nice to the kid, I know you.", called Hoseok from behind him. He seemed tense. "Only to your information, I am nice.", turned Jackson his head to his past roommate.

"Sure.", remarked the black-haired and left the room. Hoseok's behavior seemed weird to Jimin, but Jackson didn't seem to mind. "Jimin, I got an advice for you. If he ever annoys you, just pout.", told Jackson to Jimin quietly. "Pout?"

"Trust me, it worked the first 8th months of being with him. He won't resist you, since you have a cute face.", told Jacksonhim casually. "Well, thank you." Jimin began blushing and Jackson cooed over him. "You are so cute." Jackson squished his cheeks and Jimin's blush intensified.

"Don't scare my roommate." Hoseok came back and hit the head of the blonde-haired, who groaned. "He's awfully cute, what do you expect from me to do?", pouted Jackson, playing with Jimin's full cheeks. Hoseok rolled his eyes, looking away. That went on until the ordered food came. The three enjoyed their food together and Jimin really felt comfortable, because Jackson was so open and funny.