Jimin POV
"Alright, I think that's enough for today. Good work like always." Hobi says with a smile, sounding mildly winded from our practice session. I nod at this, walking over to where my bag is at alongside one of the walls, grabbing my water out of it.
"Hey, you've been practicing your ass off ever since shit went down. Why don't you take the night off and come chill with me and Tae? We're going out to the bar tonight. Could be a good opportunity for you to start getting yourself back out there." Hobi speaks up with a small smile on his face as he slings his bag over his shoulder. I frown a bit at this, not liking the idea of having time to sit and think while third wheeling.
"Time off isn't the best for my health, hyung. Sorry, but I think I'll have to pass." I answer quietly, a serious look in my eyes. He frowns before sighing, running a hand through his hair.
"Tae and I both are really worried for you, Jimin. You're burying yourself in your work, barely even making time for your best friends. You don't hang out with me or Tae anymore, you barely give Taemin the time of day when he was the one who helped you through everything. You need to give yourself a chance to breathe and be human again before you break yourself. I'm serious, Jimin. It's time you start living again. Go out and have fun, find someone new to spend your time with instead of wasting it trying to keep from thinking of that asshole. You deserve better and you deserve to be happy again." Hobi counters blankly.
I bite my lip, letting my gaze fall to the ground for a moment. I know he's right. I've been pushing everyone away since that night and been focusing solely on work ever since. This has been my dream for years and yet, it doesn't feel remotely as rewarding as my debut had been.
"Fine. What bar?" I give in, glancing up at him tiredly. He smiles at this.
"The one right next to the noodle shop." He answers happily. However, my heart sinks at the mention of that specific bar, far too many memories there to be able to go with it.
"I-I can't. Not... Not that bar. Too many memories." I whisper as my gaze falls back to the hardwood flooring beneath us.
"What? Wait- oh shit. I'm sorry, Jimin. We can go-"
"It's fine, hyung. I'll just see if Taemin hyung can hangout tonight. It's been a while since I've seen him and it's not fair to him after the way he helped me that night." I mumble quietly, still not looking up at the dancer in front of me.
"A-are you sure, Jimin? We can always change locations for you. We don't have to go to that particular place. Tae probably won't even want to when he finds out that it's got shit memories for you." Hoseok questions uncertainly.
"They weren't shit memories. They just hurt now because of what happened. I don't want to risk going somewhere that I know all I'm going to be able to see is him." I mumble reluctantly. Hobi sighs, and I know he feels bad for bringing all of this up.
"I'm sorry, Chim. You deserve so much better than what that asshole did to you. He should be embarrassed and ashamed of himself for hurting you when you never did anything to him. It wasn't right. It was sick and twisted in so many fucking ways." Hobi murmurs softly, making my close my eyes lightly to hold back the tears.
"I just don't understand what happened. He had talked to me right before my performance that night. Told me he loved me and couldn't wait to be back home with me. He was never a bad guy in his life. I don't get what so suddenly changed or what I did to make him do such things. He never should've even had a video of us having sex to begin with, I'd told him I didn't want it and he had said he'd respect that. I don't know when the hell he would've taken the video. I don't- I just don't get it, I don't understand." I mutter under my breath, still lost by everything that had happened between us.
"Sometimes people change, Chim. There's nothing we can do about that except accept who they've become and understand that you probably aren't getting the old one back. You'll make it through this though, Jimin. You're a great guy and I'm sure you'll be able to find someone who would never want to harm you and would protect you at all costs and come to every event you attend or perform at."
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Not So Fine | Yoonmin
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