Destiny.

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I got out from the class before it ended, I couldn't focus, at all. When Kai was learning the new moves, I was thinking about Jungkook. Thinking anout these tears when I told him those words. But why didn't he talk? Why didn't he ask for explanation nor tell me to fuck off? Why all he did was cry?

I stopped walking and stared at the sky. It wasn't grey anymore, but soft blue. I started walking slowly, admiring the beauty of the park where I am. It isn't winter anymore, now the trees branches are full of light pink petals, and The wind isn't as cold as it was anymore too. I sat on a bench, smiling to the young girls playing in front of me, looking like a man who lost his child but in reality,

I lost my love.

Or did I?

I glanced at two guys holding hands, not too far from me. They look so in love with each other, as if destiny wasn't against them being together like it is with Jungkook and I.

Jungkook, oh how he changed me. He made me believe that I don't need to be another self for others to like me. Thanks to him, I'm not putting that happy boy mask on anymore, because now I know it's not worth it. It's his flaws that made me love him more, the scars on his wrist, the blush on his cheek that he tries to hide every time I compliment him even if I love seeing it.. Jungkook made me love his flaws.

And mine as well.

"Jimin?" I raised my head to see Yoongi in front of me, with Hoseok on his side. Now I know who the guys I saw are.

"Yoongi." I whispered, slowly getting up and my eyes getting glassy. Yoongi and I fought several times, but it never lasted a whole day before we made up. That's why now, I miss him, very much.

"Jimin." He approached me and pulled me into a hug, that I returned. "I'm sorry Jimin."

"It's okay, if you promise me something." I said when we parted away, after I smiled to Hoseok.

"I promise you not to hurt Jungkook anymore, as long as he's not hurting you." He smiled weakly, as I if he read my mind. I grinned back at him and sat down, both of them joining me.

"How's your mom Hoseok?" I asked him. He chuckled, holding Yoongi's hand in his. I don't want to ask them if they're together because it seems like they are. They probably are in a polyamorous relationship.

"She keeps telling me all the time to invite both you and Jungkook to dinner, but I never found the occasion yet." He answered, and I nodded at that.

"I'd love to." I said before I let out a sigh. I'd love to if Jungkook was with me..

"Jimin." Yoongi breaked the silence. "Are you okay?"

And that simple question made me become a sobbing mess. I layed my head in Yoongi's shoulder who wrapped his arms around me and started rubbing circles in my back.

"I'm not okay, I'm not okay. Taemin came yesterday as a customer and I could-"

"This son of a bitch-"

"No." I stopped Yoongi from getting up before Hoseok did and smiled awkwardly to us.

"Taehyung sent me a message to come get him. I'd better leave you two alone." I nodded at him before he pecked Yoongi and rubbed my shoulder then started walking away. I looked up at Yoongi who's hand was rubbing my thigh.