REMNANT

TRUTH

I was sitting beside Taehyung when suddenly Jimin came to an abrupt stop in front of me. I let my eyes glance over his well-dressed figure while tilting my head, why was he standing up during a performance of poems was being held?

"You should sit down, you're disrupting the poet" I muttered as he just continued to stand there and he sighed before holding out his hand for me... all I could do was stare at it, before he spoke up.

"Yoongi... please, can we speak?" he asked me with pleading eyes and I breathed out irritatedly , letting a small hmph escape my lips.

I really didn't want to.

"Only until Taehyung's poem is coming up" I gave in and my boyfriend smiled at me warmly. "I've practiced it in front of you a thousand of times, don't worry about it" he tried to insist but I shook my head.

"No, I wouldn't want to miss it for our whole universe" I said sternly while looking at him with loving eyes, before I lazily stood up from my comfortable seat in his lap.

I followed my childhood friend out from the small premises, his frame was taking quicker steps by the second and I almost had to start jogging to keep up - until he eventually stopped, next to a lamppost.

I was about to question what he wanted to talk about when I suddenly felt his hands on my waist... no.

No... I'm not gonna fall for it this time, not again.

"Jimin, you should stop - we've both got other people-" I started but was cut off by his lips crashing onto mine and my mind went completely blank, this couldn't be happening.

I blinked a few times, not being absolutely sure if it was real... before I glanced down to Jimin's face that was just in front of mine, his lips on my own with eyes shut tight...

We can't do this

I tried to shove him away from me, but he held me still in place next to the lamppost and so I bit down on his bottom lip harshly.

— Once I might've wished to do such a thing in a teasing manner, flirting with him... but now it was only self-defence as I didn't stop until he let go and blood started zipping out into his mouth. His hands came up to his jaw as he didn't want the red liquid to stain his clothes and he looked up at me with glaring eyes.

"What the fuck Yoongi! I kissed you because I love you and you just bite me?" he shouted angrily in my face and I felt tears prickling my eyes.

He doesn't love me, he can't.

"Why did you do it? Huh?" he spat in rage as he came up into my face again and I held back the stifled cry in my throat.

"You don't love me - if you did you wouldn't have left" I mumbled out just before I bit my own lip hard, tugging it between my teeth in order to keep it from wobbling, as a few salty droplets escaped my ducts.

"I came back didn't I?" my, supposedly best friend, growled as he took a rough grip around one of my wrists and I shook my head no.

"No? Fucking no? I'm standing right in front of you telling you my feelings" Jimin exclaimed loudly as he flailed his arms in the air, sighing heavily.

"You came back... with Emily, even if you did perhaps love me back then - its too late now, way too late" I whispered out before I took off in the direction of the reading, but specifically its bathrooms.

I crashed onto the toilet seat, my hands cupping my own face as I tried to hide in them, oh please tell me that didn't just happen, please... I did love him. I loved him for longer than I ever should have done and he never gave any of those feelings back.

I hated myself for so long for loving him. First, because I didn't want to admit to the fact that I was gay, that was way before my best friend Hoseok and Jungkook got together — after they happened I accepted it, but never talked about it with anyone but Hobi. No one else needed to know.

After that, I was helplessly in love for forever in vain. Then a new light finally shone through...

"Yoongi baby are you there? I saw you rush in" I suddenly heard a familiar voice echo through the stalls and I sobbed out loudly, standing up on shaky legs. I slammed open the creaking door and threw myself in his arms, letting him engulf me in his entire being – he saved me.

"I love you, I love you, I love you so much" I repeated as I clung around his neck and I could feel his head nodding beside mine.

"And I love you"

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//AN: This is the third to last chapter...