Days go by. You guys meet nearly every afternoon at your place. Monday night the guys stayed so long, that you came late to work. You had to kick Jimin and Namjoon out. But you didn't tell them where you were going. You didn't want Jimin to know that you work at The Bangtan, he might find out how you got his CD.
The past few days felt like a rush. The memories are toned in warm, happy colours. Like someone put a filter on them. You three sitting on your old carpet on the floor. Pillows all around you and in front of you sheets with lyrics. Sometimes written down really quickly and chaotic and sometimes written in slow cautious moves. The setting sun bathes the room in warm orange light. You feel constantly happy. Laughing at stupid lyric ideas, and thinking about what you want to say. Although you realise more and more that you really don't have anything to say. But Namjoon and Jimin help you find out what you might want to say. They encourage you to speak your mind. Nothing you say embarrasses you, because of the way the two always react. They take everything you say serious and make you feel important.
For the first time in your life, you feel important. For the first time in a very long time you feel something else than hate. You feel happy. Everything is better because even when work is annoying as hell, you always know that the next day, you're gonna meet MiniMoni (as you call them secretly. They don't know their nickname yet, but you're gonna tell them eventually) and everything is gonna be alright. You and Namjoon are deeply connected. You felt it right there in the cafe and the warm feelings towards him grew even stronger in the last couple of days.
And Jimin. You can't really express your feelings. You don't even understand them. He's making you laugh like no other and when he smiles it's like the sun shines even stronger and the whole room is lit with his happiness. You have never met a person as happy as Jimin. You two are total opposites, that would never work. But when you look into his eyes, it doesn't feel like he is that different from you. It feels like he knows exactly what you feel, although you never say it out loud. Sometimes when you look at him, you just wish that you guys could be alone for a second. Just to have that moment, him, for yourself. He doesn't seem to have mutual feelings like that. He barely looks at you, he talks to you the same way he does with Namjoon. The way you talk with a friend.Maybe Jimin's just a friendly person and you stupid, misinterpret it. How can a person you just met, cause these kinds of feelings? And how will you ever know if you cause anything inside him?
You probably don't. How could a person, who hates nearly everything cause anything good in some one else?
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Track 07
FanfictionYour life is shit. You hate everything about it. Until one day you hear a melody. You can't get it out of your head so you start writing lyrics. When suddenly the composer of the melody, Jimin, stands right before you. He smiles at you, listens to...