They say "nothing lasts forever" is this valid for love too.
It's the love where she believes
" it's sometimes important to keep relations above profession, because love fills your life with happiness and comfort"
And he consider,
"sometimes it's...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Your POV
My mind was tangled, only Jimin was there as each thin thread that made a huge knot of uncertainty in my mind. What will I do now? I left him, is he willing to continue the relationship? These questions just double fold my stress. Since morning I kept myself surrounded by work to take him out of my mind for a millisecond.
The day didn't last long, I have to go back home, but right now I am homeless, I don't have a home to be called mine, My car was driving to an aimless destination. "Noona, Are you busy? Will you take time to be back?" A notification brought me back to reality. Now I have to go to his house. His jovial attitude can heal my wounded heart. On my way back I purchased groceries, this is my habit to buy groceries to cook delicious food for Jimin and me.
But today cooking for him was not the reason, cooking to get rid of his thoughts. I never even dreamed of "getting rid of him." But how knows the future.
"NOONA,you don't have to cook." Jungkook pulled me out of the kitchen. "Kookie, let me bake your favorite pie." I tried to make puppy eyes in front of him. "Okay,but you don't have to do it every day, because after working for hours you need rest too." I chuckled, how my little best friend is now acting like a mature man. His girlfriend will be the luckiest girl in the world. Somehow his concern reminded me of Jimin, "My Jimin" who would help me to cook after I came back.
Because of privacy concerns me and Jimin never had a house maid, our little life in that big house was special till he was mine, only mine but now he belongs to every fan but not me. This fact disgusts me.
While having dinner, I thought many times whether to say or not, "Jungkook, I need to go to America for a year for research, but I have one month, can you find a house for me , so that I can shift there soon." Jungkook's lips darted upwards, he merely smiled, "Congratulations Y/N you always wanted to research in America and just tell me it's ally Lily company that you dreamt to work with." I nodded. His happiness was out of his control, he spinned me around lifting me. "I am so happy for you Noona."
"But why do you need to buy a new house , for a month you can live with me. And then we will see after a year." He coated his words with joy but it had a core of uncertainty. Uncertainty of my relationship with Jimin.
After looking at the news it doesn't seem nice for me to live with him when I am married. "Don't think too much noona, I had a word with news agencies and declared it wrong about the rumors, and you are safe here, no one will find out that you live with me." He was trying hard to convince me.
He was my friend he knew, I will do nothing but cry and overwork if I will live alone. "When I came to Soule it was you who used to pay for my basic needs, even for my food you used to pay, can't I do this much for my noona." He acted all dramatic and childish. So how can't I be convinced. I nodded and he simply hugged me.
Jimin's POV
The day was definitely the worst day of my life, the day when for the first time I feared loosing y/n the only love of my life. Can't stop my feet, I ended up in front of Jungkook's house. The steps were slow and full of unreliability. The remaining courage carried me to her. She was hurt because of me countless times.
But the courage dropped soon like a drop of water from the cloud when i encountered the beautiful sound of her laughter, that was lost from her lips because of me.
I don't remember the last time it was me who made her smile, "Congrats Park Jimin, you succeed in making your love hurt."
Days passed, I hated myself, I hated seeing my reflection, even my shadows are now very heavy to carry along. I was getting paid for what I did. Every day I dialed her number, but my fingers would go numb when I thought of pressing the green button.
Was it my ego or my selfishness that was stopping me from saying a simple word "Sorry." But it wasn't that, it was the fear of getting rejected from her. The mess of the past, blurred our present and a huge layer of mist covered our future.
"Jimin, It won't be good if you mess with the choreography this time. You seriously messed every performance we did this month. You don't even have the idea of the number of fans you lost, your followers are reduced to half." This was a routine for me to handle the roar of PD nim who once didn't stop praising me.
What will I do with fame, when I don't know if I had a happy future? With the storm of negativity I entered the stage. Fans cheering for me. Forcing me with the tune, I wondered if I could finish the dance.
Then came the vigorous spin step, balancing my weight in my forefoot, I took steps forward to turn but the force was too much, my body unbalanced and my entire weight landed on my twisted ankles.
Jungkook POV
The performance was stopped in the middle. The entire crew was in hustle and bustle, Jimin hyung was badly injured, Following the ambulance we all headed to hospital.
The atmosphere was so tense, none of us has ever seen Jimin hyung being clumsy with choreography, but he was having a bad time. His body required the adequate amount of care as a dancer. Which he didn't give due to stress. The doctor left a huge sigh after examining him, "His ligament is badly injured, being to the point, only operation can help him out." "He will be under observation and we will do the operation soon, or else he won't be able to handle his weight and the problem will increase."
An unknown silence covered the room, no medicine, injections or stitches directly operation, my mind was taking it's time to process the idea but- the tune of my notification pulled my attention.
"Jungkook, come home earlier we can spend some time together before I leave for America."
