You're back on the roof. But this time Jimin and you are standing, facing each other. The moon shines bright and reflects in his dark eyes. His black hair falls prettily into his forehead. He grabs your hands. "I'm sorry for before. I should've kissed you right there. Can you forgive me?" You nod slightly, still captivated by the beauty of the man in front of you. He comes closer to you. So close that your noses touch each other.
He's still holding your hands, smiling at you. His lips touch yours. Your kisses are soft, carefully placed. His hands grab your waist and pull you close to him. You sigh. He backs away: "What?". "Nothing, it's just I've been waiting for you to do this for some time." He chuckles and leans back into the soft kiss. His lips taste sweet, a little bit like he just ate a cherry. Suddenly his phone starts vibrating, which, oddly you can feel inside your head. "Your phone" you mumble, still kissing him. He doesn't react. But the vibration doesn't stop. You open your eyes to look for his phone.
Here you are, once again, in your bed, all by yourself. Your phone lies next to your head and vibrates. You pick it up and answer it with a sleepy voice: "Yeah?" "Y/N, it's Lynn. Open up. I'm at your door."
You open your eyes for real this time. Wait! You sit up straight, shocked from the voice you just heard. "You're at my door?" You ask fully awake now. "Yes. Now open up, for god's sake!" You stumble to the door and open it. And there she is: your little sister.
Lynn has always been better at everything. She was prettier, smarter and more likeable than you. Everybody in your family loved her. In your childhood you were jealous of her all the time. How could you not be? The long blonde hair always neatly styled, the pretty dresses she wore and the most beautiful blue eyes you've ever seen. Sometimes you thought that you must be adopted, you two can not really have the same parents. But more than once your parents assured you, that you weren't adopted.
The jealousy vanished after a couple of years, because you found out one thing about Lynn. She has the worst taste in men. All three boyfriends she had so far were absolute douchebags. Although you guys aren't that close, she told you everything about them. How they cheated on her, how they treated her and you couldn't help but feel pity for her.
She is a good person, she's usually pretty happy, laughs a lot and brings joy to people. But the guys she met didn't appreciate that. They just see her beautiful outside and often don't care for her inside.
Now your, more or less perfect, sister stands in your entrance, looks at you with red puppy eyes and swollen cheeks. She runs towards you and hugs you tightly. Normally you guys don't do that kinda stuff, but somehow your heart fills with warmth and you don't want to let go of her.
"He's the biggest asshole!" She cries. You two are sitting on your bed, wrapped in blankets with cups of hot chocolate in your hands. "He slept with her for almost half a year. I found pictures of them half naked on his table. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT? ON HIS TABLE! He just left them there for everyone to see. He prints them out, no idea what he wanted to do with them, and then leaves them on the table. Maybe he did want me to see it. The coward didn't have the balls to tell me himself." Lynn can't stop sobbing. "What was his name again?" You asked, she already told you before, but you didn't really care for that stuff.
But something's changed. You want to be a better version of yourself. And that definitely means being there for your sister, and listening to her. "Leo." She says with a soft voice, she still sounds so full of love when thinking about him. "Leo? What kinda name is that?" You frown. "No, actually his name is Leonard, Leo is just my nickname for him. He always loved that." Leonard. Her talking about him, about how he hurt her, somehow reminds you of Jin. And in this moment you come to a conclusion.
If you want to be a better person, you have to be a better sister to Lynn. You have to open up about yourself as well. "Have I told you about my Ex Boyfriend Seokjin?" You've never spoken with anyone about him. Your sister's eyes grow wide:" You had a boyfriend? Why didn't you tell me Y/N?" "I don't know. It just didn't feel right, talking to you about him. But I wanna change that now." You smile slightly. You sister sits up straight, looking at you with her puppy eyes. Maybe, you think, your story will distract her from her misery right now, although it may hurt you, your sister's happiness is more important right now.
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Track 07
FanficYour 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...