Versatile · pjm & you (DISCONTINUED)

Ten.

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"I like you."

"You sure have a funny way of showing it." You scoffed with a humorless chuckle.

"Please Y/n." Jimin begged. You tried to ignore the wavering crack in his voice.

You wanted to give in so bad and just hug him. But you were scared. So unbelievably scared. You didn't want to like him because with that comes vulnerability. At this point you were angry with yourself for liking him. Even if you have no control over it. Ever since your ex, you preferred to stay alone. You didn't want to like anyone, much less fall in love.

A moment of self awareness hit you when the painful clenching feeling in your chest started. The tears in your eyes had already slipped out so effortlessly. You always wanted to help everyone around you, the ones you cared so deeply for. With that came you constantly pushing your emotions back and holding it all in. You always put others before yourself. Even if they hurt you, you stayed. If people were going to consider this next decision as you being selfish then so be it.

After so long, you finally chose to put yourself first.

So you took a deep breath and stared into his eyes longingly then left. You walked home again, despite the distance. Leaving Jimin with watered eyes and a pained chest in the room full of people. He couldn't believe it, you just left. Soon enough he realized that he deserved it. You didn't owe him anything.

Why do I keep fucking up everything good that comes to me? Jimin thought and left the scene.

He managed to make it out of the crowd, leaving the party. Jimin made sure not to walk in the same direction as you, not wanting to bother you. You deserved the space after all he's done. He didn't even know where he was going, just followed wherever his feet took him. Jimin knew he didn't hurt you intentionally but he still hurt you and it killed him inside that he did so. You didn't deserve any of this. He knew you were always there for him. Constantly pouring your everything into him and he could never do the same. He hated himself for it. Jimin hated being held back from showing you the love and appreciation he had for you. He was frustrated with himself because that's what got you both in this situation.

Jimin kicked the gravel as he walked along the street while looking down at his feet. (Hehe that rhymed) The streetlights illuminated his soft features. His shirt along with his hair were ruffled from his previous actions with Jenna. Jimin shivered in disgust. He still couldn't believe he did that, he still doesn't even know what he was thinking.

Because I wasn't thinking just reacting impulsively like I always do, Jimin thought.

"How am I gonna fix this?" He asked aloud into thin air and ran his fingers through his silver locks in a frustrated manner.

Jimin realized he spent too much time thinking of wanting you to be his and how he would do that. He was so focused on losing you that way that he wasn't thinking about your precious friendship one bit. Jimin came to terms with something even when he didn't wanna give up on it just yet. The term being that maybe he wasn't going to end up with you because of how he fucked up. But Jimin also wasn't going to let this ruin one of the best friendships he's had with anyone besides the boys. Just as he turned around to chase after you and fix what he had done, he was met by a man much larger than him. Jimin wasn't able to process any of it before the man placed a white cloth over his nose, rendering him unconscious.