The Story of Us | Jikook/Kookmin

5 | All Over Again

Jimin POV.

- Aegiiiii! -I exclaim happily as Aegi comes running to me as soon as I exit the house for a breath of fresh air. –Where have you been? –I bend down to hold her but realize that she is holding something in her mouth. –What is that baby?

I remove the plastic bottle from her mouth and once I take a look at it, I feel a hot rush of air in my body.

Banana milk.

- Wh-where did you find this Aegi? –I ask her and all she does is turn around and fixate her eyes on the turned-down trash can in front of the neighbor's door. –Oh my, Aegi! You spilled it?

I rush over to the trash can, trying to be as quiet I can so that the neighbor doesn't hear me, and I stuff the fallen plastics back inside fastly. Whew.

Now, what is this banana milk about?

I walk over to the little chair in the garden and take a seat, my eyes still on the empty bottle in my hand.

This is weird, first the Timberlands, and now the banana milk. Why is everything suddenly so familiar?

I feel weak and butterflies hit my stomach upon the automatic thoughts rushing through my brain. My gaze makes it to the wooden door of the neighbor and I can't help but wonder...

Oh my god, no. That's not possible.

It's absolutely impossible.

- Then why all of a sudden?... –I whisper with an anxious tone and grasp the banana milk bottle harder, wishing that it wasn't so easy for me to weaken even at the thought...

What if... What would happen if he walked out of that door right now and stared into my eyes? What if his big brown orbs carved holes into mine with all the innocence, love and longing after all this time of separation? What if he was only six steps away from me? What if he was so close that I could feel his fast heartbeats just by staring at him in the eyes?

- Fuck... -I gulp out-of-breath and realize that I've been squeezing Aegi in my arms too tight for her liking. I didn't even notice her climbing my lap. She whines and I immediately loosen my arms still in a daze. –Sorry baby I didn't realize- She doesn't let me finish talking and jumps out of my lap, runs to the door of the neighbors and cuddles herself over the wooden surface. –I'm sorry...

It's too much for me. My heart is still racing and it took only a five seconds long imagination about him to get me this worked up...

I throw my head backwards and sigh with a moan. Why does it have to be like this?... Why am I still like this?... Why does it still hurt so much?...

I remember the first day that I left the BTS villa in Seoul and came to this house. It was my first night away from him, officially my first night. It was maybe the worst night of my life. Chul-soo drove me from Seoul to Busan and even wanted to stay with me that night because I was crying nonstop all the way. I didn't want Chul-soo to stay though, I wanted to be alone. I wanted to drown in my own pain and longing, because I believed I deserved to have it no other way.