I Like Me Better When-

Maybe, a friend?

"Jimin...no...stop...don't do it."

He seemed pretty much taken aback by your sudden gesture.

"I-I'm...Look. I'm sorry but I think we need to stop." you say, getting up from the bed.

"Wait whut-?"

You didn't answer.

"Umm...Sol? you okay?" he asked, getting up too and walking towards the sofa where you had thrown his shirt.

"I-I donno. I'm such a mess. God, you...I..I can't do this to you Jimin." You say, sitting down on the bed with your head in your hands.

From behind you, you could hear Jimin pour some liquid into a glass.

Better be something alcoholic, you hoped.

Alcohol was the best thing for you right now.

"Here, have some..." he said. handing you a glass of pink liquid.

"Strawberry?"

"No its actually made of a fruit called litchi. Drink it up. Its sweet, I promise. And not alcoholic. I just...don't have anything alcoholic in my room right now."

You gulped down a huge mouthful of whatever juice that was and it indeed was tasty.

"Feeling better?" 

You noticed that he only had his shirt on and no pants.

A slight chuckle escaped your mouth.

"And what's funny now?" he sat down next to you.

"I....well...to be honest...everything is. The fact that I was almost gonna have sex with you is funny." you sighed.

"Hmmm....I don't know what to say. Can you be more clear please?" he asked, confused a little.

"Well...you see...I'm kinda going through something and I just thought a one night stand with you might help me forget everything. I'm so sorry. I mean...nothing I do, helps me forget. Its just so annoying and I-"

"Sol" he held your shoulders and made you face him.

"Talk it out. Whatever you're going through....talk it out. I'll listen. Perhaps all you need is a friend."

A friend...

Those words kept lingering in your mind.

You had Hyuna as your best friend from high school but she had her own family to deal with.

Now that you thought about it, you were mostly with Jonghyun all the time so you didn't really have any close friends other than Hyuna.

Maybe Jimin was right.

Maybe you needed a friend.

"I...well...thanks." you say, avoiding eye contact.

"I'm all ears you know." he smiled softly.

You began. 

You told him everything, starting from how you met Jonghyun to how long you guys had been going out and how you had to break up with him upon being forced by your mom and how Jungkook had a secret you never knew.

"Hold up, hold up...so you're saying that the guy we ran into, at the elevator, is your husband!??" he asked, with wide eyes.

"Umm...yeah....by law...its not like we had sex or anything. He has a girlfriend as you can see."

"Oh yeah sure...that pretty chic? I mean...are you even sure he is in love with her and hasn't simply fallen for her beauty?"

"I don't know. How would I know?? And besides I don't fucking care about him. I'm just caught up in this mess because I have a stupid mom and I don't have the balls to stand up against her. Only if Jonghyun was by my side now, he-" you stopped midway, choking a little.