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Hello, everyone! I'm back! I'm sorry for not posting for such a long time, I had some really bad days and feelings haha so I thought that I let you all without a chapter for too long so here you have it! I hope you'll like it! Love you all!
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Sometimes you may feel down. Someone may push you even lower and all you can do is stay and wait to be helped since youre so broken, so destroyed.
Someone may appear in your life and flash a beautiful smile towards you and somehow, they become the light in the hole you have fallen in.
But you never expect them to act bad and get you back to where they got you from.
Park Jimin and Min Yoongi had a happy relationship for already five years. They enjoyed each other's company and wanted to be there forever next to each other.
Park Jimin was the happiest person; receiving all the love and attention he had always needed from his favorite person became such a healing act from Yoongi towards his soul.
–Baby! I'm home!
Jimin smiles as he looks into the living room and then checks the kitchen.
–Kitty wants to hide?
He lets out a giggle as he enters Yoongi's studio only to find no one there. He tilts his head to a side and then smirks, running upstairs. He jumps in the bedroom with a wide smile.
His smile fades away slowly as his eyes scan the whole bedroom. Nothing. No one. He enters the bathroom and slowly, hot tears are forming in his eyes.
Jimin enters their bedroom again and opens the closet only to freeze in his spot; Yoongi's clothes were gone.
Panick.
Jimin started searching everywhere for his things as he let his tears to roll down his cheeks as he started opening every single drawer, letting a sob out.
He sat on the floor, tugging on his hair as he was crying. He got left.
He took his phone out and started calling. No one was answering. He kept listening to Yoongi's vocal message and he also left some.
–Y-Yoonie? I.. Where are you?
Jimin bit his lower lip.
–Please come back. I love you.
**
Jimin threw his pencil somewhere in the room groaning aggresivelly. He couldn't find him anywhere. He looked at his phone but no sign of the older. Jimin took a sip of his coffee and felt his vision get blurry. He was going to cry again. He took the phone and called again. But as usual, nothing.
–I.. I don't know what made you leave but I want you back, baby.. I.. I'm going to change, I promise. Just.. come back.. please?
He zoned out looking at the wall and then ended the call as he closed his eyes, placing his head on his desk. He needed sleep. But how could he?
**
Jimin was smiling happily at his friends as they started talking about his improved dancing skills until he stood up and excused himself. He stood up and went to say hi to one of his old friends. He whispered something in his ear and Jimin smiled nodding as he turned around, leading back to his seat. He took out his phone and suddenly he bumps into someone. A strong chest and a hand that was quickly placed on his arm so he won't lose his stability. Jimin widened his eyes and bowed.
–I'm sorry I..
He looks up and freezes. The male was looking at him with the same expression, quickly pulling his hand away like burnt.
–Since when do you like events like this?
Jimin had to cover his inner panick. He looked at the older while clenching his jaw so he won't look weak or even cry.
–My manager told me I should.. Yoongi said while scratching in nape.
That was his habit when he was nervous. He would always scratch his nape while telling Jimin something and he did the same when he confessed. Yoongi looked at him and scanned him from head to the toe and Jimin suddenly felt sick.
–Oh..
Jimin nodded in understandment as he looked after his friends.
–Well, it was n-nice seeing you.
Yoongi looked at him again as he hear him stutter but Jimin was already passing him by, acting like nothing happened since he didn't want anyone to notice. He took some champagne from one of the trata and drank it all, placing it on one of the tables. His heart was beating like crazy. He sat down next to his friends with a smile and tried to watch the show without letting himself break.
One year. Maybe more? Were it two years since he saw him last time? And he appears now out of nowhere back in Jimin's life. He missed him, his voice, his touch. He felt like he was going to cry so he excused himself and entered the bathroom, squeezing his eyes as he took a deep breath. A tear rolled down his cheek and the door opened behind him. Jimin quickly wiped his tear away pretending to fix his make up only to freeze. His eyes stopped at the male in the mirror. The air felt suddenly thick. He had to get out.
–Are you okay?
Jimin turned next to him while letting out a fake chuckle.
–Obviously! Why wouldn't I be?
Yoongi bit his lower lip as he pointed at him.
–You're crying, Jimin.
Jimin didn't even realize when the tears started falling down his eyes like a waterfall.
–Oh..
He looked down and tried to wipe them away but more fell off.
–I'm sorry.. for.. you know; doing that. It wasn't fair to you and.. I have no rights to do this, right? Yoongi said lifting his gaze with a sad smile on his face.
Jimin lifted his gaze as he looked at the older.
–D-do what?
Fuck. He hated himself for being so vulnerable for him. It was like Yoongi was his soft spot and he couldn't get rid of it.
–Miss you.
Jimin took a deep breath and then he sighed, turning around and fixing his make up. He let out a chuckle.
–How the tables have turned, baby. Why would you miss me if you were the one who left?
He said while looking at Yoongi in the mirror, biting his inner cheek.
