The Ending | k.t.h & j.j.k |

Chapter eighteen

NOTE WARNING:
From now on there will be more conversations and thoughts about suicide/lgbt/ depressions / death.
Just to remind you guys, if you don't feel comfortable reading things like that. I think it's better if you quit.

If you're struggling with yourself, like having a depression, suicidal thoughts ,etc,..
I hope you know that you're not alone and that you always have support from people. If you need to talk with someone that you rather don't know in real life, you can always hit me up. I'll make time to talk to you. I-myself- have been gone through a lot till this day. But yet , I'm still here!

There will be another warning in another chapter for something else too, enjoy the rest of the story, 'and don't forget your tissues'
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"Jimin?" He didn't look up at me. "Sorry for disturbing." He said almost whispering. "N-No, it's okay, can you tell me what's wrong." He nod while we sat down on my bed, his gaze still on the floor. "I'm lost Youra."

"What do you mean Jimin?" Tears started to stream down his face again. "I don't know what's happening to me Youra, I don't know who I am. What I want. Where I wanna go to. I'm so so lost." He explained still looking down. I slowly rubbed his back. "Jimin, look at me." He shook his head stood up. "I came here to help Jungkook. I barely spend time with him. I'm such a bad friend."

I stood up next him turned his body to face me. "What the hell are you saying. Jimin that's not true." He chuckled at what I said. He nod his head and finally looked at me. "It is true. I was so stupid to come here." That hurts. I felt a sharp pain in my chest. "Y-You regret coming here?" I asked him as my trembled. "N-No I don't regret it. I loved my time with you. Youra.. why are you crying." He looked confused and worried. I just shook my head and smiled at him. "It's nothing, don't worry."

When I was about to turn around he grabbed my wrist and embraced me. His arms gave me the warmth that I wanted for so long. Only his arms could do that. He leaned my head against the crook of his neck and leaned his on mine. "Let's just stay like this for a while, okey?" I nod my head and my hands travelled to his chest holding his sweater to keep him close.

After a while I slowly let go of him, still in his grip. We were facing each other with his arms still around me and my hands still on his chest. His eyes wandered around my face while I was trying to avoid eye contact. He slowly started to tighten his grip around me. We made eye contact and stayed still.

His gaze fell on my lips as our faces started to get closer. I could feel his breath on my skin. "Sorry but I can't stop myself." His lips slowly started touching. Both we started moving sync. His hands were now on my waist pulling my body closer to his. The kiss was smooth and sweet but passionate. My arms went around his neck to deepen the kiss slowly. Both of us had our eyes closed and enjoyed the moment.

We broke the kiss and stood there still in the same position with out foreheads against each other. "Are you drunk Jimin?" I asked him trying to catch my breath. He frowned. "Why would you ask? Of course not." He replied while his tump was making circles around my waist. My eyes started to get teary after thinking about what we just did. "Why did you kiss me?" I asked him trying to hold back my tears. "Because I love you."

"You what?" I asked him confused. What is this? A prank? Am I a joke to him? "Youra, I love you, and I'm sorry for that." His lips rose into a sad little smile. Everything went so fast. I didn't know what was happening right now. Is this real? Is this a dream? "Sorry for what?" I asked him my arms drop from his shoulders. "I-I don't know Y-Youra. But," He sighed before continuing.

"Never mind. We should go to sleep." He was about turn around but I grabbed his wrist. "No. What is it?" He turned around and looked at me. I couldn't read his expression. It was hard to understand. "It's nothing Youra. I'm tired and so are you. Goodnight." He said before leaving my room.

He just came to my room, crying. He talked about his problems. Then he kissed me and left. Even though Jungkook asked me if he could sleep with me? It's okay right?

I sighed and sat back on the edge of my bed. Tears started to form in my eyes. What was that? Should I talk to him? Am I supposed to go after him?

As blinked slowly, a few tears ran left my eyes. I was so confused and hurt at the same time. Just by thinking it meant nothing to him, I already wanted to scream my lungs out. I laid down slowly. It didn't take long before my eyes closed and my tears dried.

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My eyes slowly opened, still adjusting to the light that came from outside. I didn't want to get out off bed. I felt like today was going to be a bad day. I stood up lazily and opened my curtains fully. I entered my bathroom and started to do my morning routine. I took a grey sweatpants and a plain white shirt from my closet and put it on. 

I looked at the time on my phone and it was 9:30am. No wonder why I'm still tired. I went downstairs and head to the kitchen. No one was awake yet so I was alone. I grabbed a glass of water and went to the living room. To be honest, it was boring without anyone. I'm still confused about what happened with Jimin.

Thinking about everything what happened made me smile. I had fun with Taehyung. I finally made a friend. Someone who I feel comfortable with. Someone I can talk with. Someone who talks too. Someone who likes what I do. Someone who ended up being my friend not because of my looks.

It took 30 minutes before someone joined me downstairs. "Goodmorning." I turned around and saw Taehyung standing there with his wet hair. "Goodmorning sleepy head." I answered smiling. He rolled his eyes playfully and sat next to me on the couch leaning his head on my shoulder.

"It's 10am, why are you even awake?" He asked me looking at the tv. "I don't know I woke up earlier than I planned." I answered leaning my head on his. He just hummed as respond to my answer. "Can I ask you something?" He asked me slowly pulling head up. I nod as he looked at me. "What happened yesterday night? With Jimin?" He asked me confused.

I sighed softly. "I don't know, he was acting weird. I really don't know what got into him." He slowly nod understanding what I said.

"Kook." I turned around just to see Youra standing at the end of the stairs looking around confused. "Yes?" She looked back at us. "Where's Jimin?" She asked me calmly. "I told you that he would sleep with you? What do you mean where is he?"

"He left after something happened upstairs. I thought he went back to your room?" She replied confused. "What happened upstairs?" I asked her standing up. "N-Nothing special. Didn't he tell you anything?" I shook my head and looked at Taehyung. He was confused too. I took my phone and called him.

Voicemail.

I dropped my phone and started running to random rooms in our house. "Call mom and dad!" I screamed from upstairs. Taehyung stood up and went to our garden and garage to search. He went to the kitchen after not finding anything him. "Jungkook!" He called me from downstairs. I ran downstairs as fast as I could. "Kitchen!" He screamed before I could ask him where he was.

I walked into the kitchen and saw him pointing at a letter. "Your name is on it." He said looking at me. I walked towards the letter and took it off the counter. 'To Kook.'

My hands started shaking as I started opening it. Why?

Because this was my brothers way to say goodbye to us.

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TO BE CONTINUED
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BIRTHDAY SPECIAL!

A/n;;; hey loves, I was actually planning on publishing this chapter on my birthday (05/05) but I didn't have the chance to do it because something happened.
SORRY FOR A SHORT CHAPTER!
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