Destiny.

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"Hey bunny!" Jimin entered the room with a small bag on his hand and a wide smile plastered on his lips. "My friend's coming now for good to see you."

It's been three days that I'm in the hospital. Even if I'm feeling better, the doctor insisted on me staying for these days. Jimin kept visiting me after noon always with food with him, since the hospital's food isn't the best. My mother kept coming here too to stay for like an hour, but Minyuk never did. Not that I care.

"You say this every day Jiminie." I applied with a chuckle, earning a light tap on my arm on my shoulder from him.

"He's been very busy. But now he's not, he will be there in an-"

"Jungkook?" A reasonant voice made both of Jimin and I jump in our place. I removed my gaze from Jimin to look at the voice owner.

My eyes widened in shock.

"Yoongi? You guys know each other?" Jimin asked in a confusing look as he approached Yoongi who kept glaring at me and clenching his fists. I gulped and started panting furiously.

What the fuck is going on?

"Is this the fucking Jungkook you told me about?" Yoongi raised his voice as his gaze turned to Jimin, who, confusion was still writen all over his face.

"W-what-"

"For god's sake Jimin! Tell me I'm wrong. Tell me that this coward isn't the guy you love!" He continued gripping both of Jimin's shoulders. I didn't talk, I couldn't. All I did was pant in my place like the coward I am.

Taehyung entered the room too, with a bouquet of flowers in his hands. He stopped in his place when he saw the scene Yoongi was causing, then his jaw dropped when he heard his words.

"I am. And I like him as well. Where's the problem?." I said coldly. Both of Jimin's and Yoongi's gaze was on me. Exept that Jimin's was a confused one but Yoongi looked, extremely mad.

"Fuck." Yoongi let Jimin go and leaved the room quickly. Jimin glanced at me for a second before hurrying to him, leaving only a confused Taehyung and I in the room.

"Are you..-"

"With him? Yeah." I interrupted him ,trying to study his weird expression when he put the bouquet on the table.

"I'm happy for you." He said before sitting on the chair next to me. "I guess he makes you happy."

"Yeah. He really does." I simply answered. I hid my arms beneath the white quilt, scared that he'd see my scratches.

"If he really does," he paused, staring directly into my eyes before he slowly grabbed my arm and traced his fingers along my bruised skin, making me close my eyes in embarrasement. "Then why are you doing this to yourself?"

I sighed, opening my eyes to meet his. But strangely, it all disappeared. All these feelings that used to rush inside me every time I'd look at these familiar eyes, are gone now.

Is it because I don't love him anymore? Or is it that I didn't love Taehyung,

I loved love.

And he was the only one who gave it to me back then, that's why I got used to him.

But now that someone else is here to love me, more than Taehyung ever did. I started loving the person.