Can I have your number? [Completed] ✅

8 - I miss you

TW: Depression
         Morbid thoughts

Seokjin's POV

It's been 2 weeks since he walked away from me. 2 weeks since he last held me. 2 weeks since he kissed me. 2 weeks since I found out his truth.

He told me he'll come back. He told me to wait. He told me to believe. He didn't say when.....

Yoongi and Namjoon, I know, are on their last thread with me and my moping. I know I have to move on. It's not fair on anyone around me. I've been through worse than this. Then why does this hurt more than the side effects of chemo? Why does my chest pain when I think of him? Why do my tears fall freely when I look at our selca together?

Yeah...Life is tough; it ain't easy. Dying is easier. Just close your eyes and never open them again. Oblivion. I've been near that so many times but I always fought. I fought to live, to survive. But now I just want to close up and give up.

I never gave up when I was diagnosed with my illness though. I never gave up when my parents divorced. I never gave up when Seomi got sick. Why do I want to give up now? Just cos my heart hurts so much.

I hate him! No! I love him! Is this what love feels like? This pain? I want it to go away. I don't want to be in love if it hurts worse than any illness.

I miss him

No texts. No calls. No smiles. No visits.

Nothing

.........

"Jin-ah! Please stop this! I can't stand it anymore!" I know Namjoon hates me right now. I look terrible. I feel terrible. I can't be bothered to comb my hair. I live in sweatpants and t-shirts.

"Dafuq is wrong with you Seokjin? I didn't know you would do this to yourself. Is he even worth it?" Yoongi pipes in. I know they care. Their my friends. I would do the same for them. But I just can't. I hate that I can't do it anymore.

I'm living like I'm on autopilot. I do my routines and such but beyond that, I'm just existing. And I think they've finally had enough.

"I'm going to fuck that bastard up! Enough is enough!" Namjoon is definitely on his last thread with me now.

"You will do no such thing Joonie! I promise, I'll try to be better."

Seomi rolls in through the open door and takes in the scene.

"You promised me you would take me to the movies oppa. It's been 2 weeks and you haven't. You know I'm on a clock here. What if I close my eyes and never get to see a good porno?"

We all laugh at that. It's my first time laughing since that day. It feels good to laugh again. I lean down to her level and take her hands in mine.

"I'm sorry my angel. Jin oppa was just distracted for a bit. I know you and the Big Man got your own arrangement. I'm sorry I've wasted some of your time. Let me go bath and get ready. I need to at least look like a human again if I want to attract some guy watching a hetero porno movie, right?" I wink at her.

She smiles happily. "Okay oppa. I'll wait with these losers while you're getting ready."

"Hey!" The said two losers squeal in unison. I chuckle at that, leaving them to their argument of who's a bigger loser between them.

I know they're right. He's not coming back. I'm stupid to wait. I'm stupid to believe. Life must go on, before death starts knocking again.

I clean myself up as best I can. I look in the mirror.

"Still handsome Jin!" I wink at my reflection, grab my keys and make my way back down.

The argument has died down and the shop is real quiet. I leave things in Namjoon's care and we make our way to the movie house.

Seomi picks some random movie. I don't pay much attention. At least there aren't any seedy characters hanging about. This isnt the best of places to bring her to but where else can I take her, short of renting a home dvd, which she insists will be damn boring.

I get her comfortable in a section at the top so her wheelchair can fit in the slot and sit beside her. Thankfully, there aren't many people here. And they're spread out, sitting away from us.

The credits roll with some weird background music and I'm immediately bored. Hetero porn isn't my thing. I peak at Seomi sideways; she seems bored too until the action starts. Then she leans forward and starts paying attention.

I can't read her face from this angle. Suddenly, she throws her hands up in frustration.

"Jin oppa, is it really like that?"

I take a peak at the screen from under my cap.

"Yeah...sorta. But I'm the wrong person to ask. I can tell you about gay porn only. But basically, it's all the same."

She nods her head and continues to watch the screen. Then, there's a low voice at my ear.

"It is close to the reality I believe."

I turn my head to see him. He's smiling sexily at me. He reaches for my hand and I let him. He takes my fingers to his lips, placing small kisses to them, never once breaking eye contact. My breath hitches and I lean in and throw myself into his arms. He hugs me closely, as much as the armrest between us will allow.

I place tiny kisses on his neck and cheeks. He laughs so cutely, his eyes sparkling in the dark theatre.

As I gaze into his eyes, he leans in and places his lips softly onto mine. I moan and open my mouth to capture his tongue. It's sweet and needy and full of all my pent up emotions.

"This porno is way better than what's on the screen," Seomi laughs. I glare at her. "Thanks for joining us Taehyung oppa," she says, winking at him.

I turn to look at him then, a question in my eyes.

"I sort of invited myself to this date of yours with Seomi about 2 weeks ago," he smiles sheepishly.

I laugh lightly, my arms still around his neck. I'm afraid to ask him but then I see he knows what I'm thinking.

"I did it babe. I broke up with Bogum. And I told my parents about you. I'm sorry I took so long. I've missed you so much."

"You're here now and that's all that matters."

He kisses me again, and pulls my head to his chest, stroking my hair lovingly.

We watch the screen for a few minutes until Seomi pipes in.

"This is boring oppa. Let's go watch a better one."

We smile at her and make our way out of the theatre. I drive us to the mall and we watch 'Love Simon'. Seomi enjoys this better. When she's tired, we drop her off at home and make our way to my house.

Taehyung has never been here before. I watch as his eyes take in my modest home, waiting for his opinion.

He turns and looks at me, a huge smile plastered on his face.

"I love it Jinnie. It's beautiful, just like you."

I smile and walk to him. He envelops me in his arms, gazing into my eyes.

"Can I kiss you Jinnie?"

"Yes...please."

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