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that night, i went with jeongguk to have dinner at a place he chose.

it was the epitome of posh, i felt a little underdressed in my t-shirt and jeans, he could have asked me to be formal.

but then again, he wasn't dressed up either.

when we had just finished our meal and got our own desserts, he took my hand.

he laced his fingers into mine and told me something.

it felt like he spoke for hours about the time we've spent as best friends and how he felt so close to me because i was special.

he said he'd only just come to terms with his feelings.

and i stood up.

i left him, jimin.

i left him there, heart once pounding but now broken, his hand left, cold and empty, for only one reason.

i had you.

and through his speech, i stared into his eyes, not because i shared his emotions, but because you were in them.

the reflection of us in his eyes made mine never dare leave his.

you were angry, jimin.

so i did what it took to make you happy.