Art Of Letting You Go ✓

xxiii.

I stopped my pace seeing that I was now infront of the apartment. Taehyung had offered to walk me home and finally, the awkward period was over.

He also stopped and turned to me.

"Thank you for accompanying me today," He grinned.

"No, I should be the one to thank you," I pursed my lips and forced a smile.

"Thanks for treating me today," I chuckled, "I'll pay you back someday."

"No need, your presence is enough."
His words were deceiving me, and it scares me again.

I smiled genuinely, "so.."

Why do I always run out of words?

"Good night," He hesitated at first but he couldn't hold back.

He hugged you, resting his chin on the crook of your neck.

I cautiously patted his back — it's too awkward for me to do anything else.

He pulled away and smiled for the hundredth time. That's the best thing about him that never changed.

He still smiles a lot.

Also one thing that made me fall in love with him. His cute but attractive smile.

| Jimin's POV |

I see. They've met.

I watched how they hugged under the lamp post. I felt the inside of my chest aching - but I was slowly getting used to the pain.

I know I have to get used to this pain, because now that they met, she'll probably make a way for them to get closer.

Even if Saerin didn't tell me, I could sense the desire in her eyes.

She loved him, and knowing Saerin, she's going to fight for him.

But if she'll be happy with Taehyung, I'll let them be happy. I just want her to be happy.

I was cut off when I realized I was staring at nothing now. The two were gone.

A knock was heard on the door and I quickly opened it, revealing a smiling Saerin.

She's in a good mood.

"Hi Jimin~" she patted my arm and passed by me.

"You seem to be in a good mood, what happened?" I asked, even though I knew why.

"Eh, nothing much. I'm just happy," She shrugged and made her way to the couch, taking off her jacket.

I'm glad you are.

"That's good," I tried to light up my voice, but it didn't really work.

My voice sounded emotionless.

And I hoped she didn't notice.

"Why—" I cut her off by saying, "Good night, Saerin. Sweet dreams."

I shut the door and layed on my bed, eyes darted at the ceiling.

I felt my chest rise up and down fast, until it calmed down slowly.

My breaths were sharp as I tucked my body under the blankets.

I'll always be just the second for everyone. Even in the eyes of my parents, I was just.. second.

It's a cold night.

And I wished for someone to keep me warm.

| Third Person's POV |

And the two stood under the same ceiling — but their hearts weren't mutual in love.

Yes, they thought of the same thing.

Love.

Jimin loved her — but she loved someone else.

It's unrequited.

On the other room, Jimin struggled to sleep with a heavy heart.

And as for Saerin..

Butterflies inside her stomach never left. She sighed, eyes sparkling.

She's in love with him.

Nevertheless, it was a love triangle where no feelings were mutual.

In reality - happy endings don't exist.

She placed a hand on her chest, feeling her heart beating fast.

A hint of hope showed up, and she was no longer hopeless.

Even just the way Taehyung smiled at her — it made her hope for more.

"My heart yearns to begin again."