Waves Crashed || MYG

Chapter 13

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풍겅 - V
bad idea - Ariana Grande (end of chapter)

Jimin's POV

After taking Y/N back to the house. I wanted some time alone. There was so many things processing, I can't settle them. I leave Y/N to Taehyung's hands before sprinting out the door impatiently. I ran as far as I could, not caring if I got lost.

I need to rethink what I need to do. In order for them to realize, what they're doing. I needed to break my love for their happiness. Even if I knew I can steal her, a mood was holding me back. I'm too stubborn to admit it. I was in love with the wrong woman. And that's that.

I felt I made Yoongi feel worse. Worse than me. No matter how many 'fines' he try to show, the curse of his breath saying 'save me'. I couldn't see him anymore. I couldn't see happiness. All I found was hatred, regrets. Was that how he felt over the past months? I knew there was something wrong but I couldn't put a finger to it.

I stopped before catching my breath. My body leaned against a tree beside me. Closing my eyes, I slowly slipped sitting down. I bent my knees and curled up. My mind asked me this question over and over again. Why didn't I help him?

He clearly needed help. He pushed away everyone. We ignored it, thinking it was nothing. He cried in front of me. I didn't comfort him. I accepted his favor, I felt terrible of it. Everything was going downhill and I didn't bother on checking. Y/N is here, but nothing changed. He had one day of joy. He wished for more. Until he knew he had to travel to reality.

It was my fault. I was the first who knew his secret. I was the first to fight with him physically. I was the first to fuck up in everything he told me not to. I was the first to steal his love and she is here in the same roof as him. I brought her here for a reason. Now I don't know if the reason will change him.

Pregnant or not, Alison is still here and she won't stop until she gets him. Having a baby with him was the beginning and he thought it would end. His nightmares, his coldness, his sorrows..
As my head was facing up, I looked at the blue sky, remembering his face when tears fell down. Never in my life, I saw the real him crumbling down before me. I was hurt. Hurt to see him like this. He was lost. He had no one to lean. And I just pushed him away, only thinking that Y/N is the key. But she wasn't.

He needed love. Y/N is dumbfounded to see it.

I cursed in my head, saying Y/N was stupid to see. But I was the stupid. If I only..had never laid my hands on her, Yoongi would still be flirting. If I hadn't told him I was in love and kept it for myself, he would feel loved by Y/N. If only I didn't fall for the wrong woman, things would take turns around. Will it?

I sighed. I closed my eyes, feeling the breeze passing through the thick cotton sweater. If only..I just avoided her when she pushed me away, she would've been on her own. Which is good. She doesn't deserve this. Yoongi doesn't deserve this. None of them does.

I pictured myself as a thread and needle, fixing two cracked hearts. I stopped sewing in the middle. Thinking, 'Will it go well as planned?' The fact on telling him, a growing baby is in Y/N's stomach still lingers me. And I'm sure that is the last thing he should hear.

"Hyung?" I turned my back to see our little maknae, looking at me with a confused look.

"Jungkook," I replied. "What are you doing here?"