Fairy Realm ◆ ParkJimin ✔

13

The amount of times you found solace in Seokjin's apartment, with a half empty bottle of wine in front of you should be concerning, but instead you couldn't mind less in the moment.

You had your head resting against the kitchen counter, while the older was sprawled out on the couch, listenting to you attentively.

"-you know I didn't mean to kiss him, I shouldn't've done it."

Seokjin lifted his head slightly, "Well, do you regret it?"

You hesitated for a moment, "....no."

The black haired shook his head, "Then fucking break up with that idiot. I don't even want to associate myself with people who use the F word, how can you still hesitate?"

You groaned, head feeling a bit hazy through the alcohol, "You're right Jinnie! He- I think I don't even like him anymore."

Jin scoffed, letting his head fall back against the cushions, "That I could've told you long ago. He isn't the dreamy badboy highschool-you fell in love with. Get that outta your mind."

You sighed deeply, feeling your eyes drop shut for a moment, the cold surface of the kitchen counter soothing.

"You know what, Jinnie?" You chimed up after some time, "I think I'm jealous of people who get to do their own thing. I wouldn't even know what my- my 'thing' is. How do they know that?"

Seokjin chuckled, spreading his legs lazily, "Most people would've found out by now I guess. "

"Well, I didn't." You slightly turned your head to face to the other side, "I think I just can't."

That made the older sit up, "What are you talking about? It's not that hard Y/N. Doing what you want to do, I mean. You just have to get out of that imagination of yours, that you have to do what pleases other people."

You looked at your friend silently.

"Look Y/N-" Seokjin said in a more gentle tone, "You're an adult. Your dad can't tell you what to do and neither does Taemin...  maybe that's what you yet need to understand."

He was right, probably. He was very much right.

This hadn't been what you expected to hear when you came here to pity yourself and your dumb actions, but it was 100% more helpful.

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You got up early, vaguely noting how Taemin hadn't even come home, but not able to waste a second thought about your boyfriend.

Your head was thumping with a headache and you stumbled into the bathroom to get pain killers.

While you were waiting for them to do their work you fumbled for the small note Seokjin had handed you yesterday. It was an address, written down in your friend's pretty handwriting.

"Hopefully this works." You mumbled to yourself before standing up very unelegantly.

Your fingers tingled when you opened the door to the small shop, a bell ringing above your head when you entered.