Love Is Bound ‖ ✓

chapter 6

“Break up with me”

Y/n stares at her pale bony fingers, fidgeting together. "Y/n, no..." Jimin clasps her fingers. The brunette looks up when she felt her skin dampen. She can not bear it— the sight of Jimin's glistening tears, it makes her all the more weak.

She prefers talking to a wall rather than looking at the painful sincerity. "Jimin please you have to. I just can't, it hurts. You know I love you and I won't be able to break up with you. It'd be better if you did it."

"I don't want to..."

Jimin knelt down on the floor between her dangling legs. His head rocking as he breaks down. "Y/n I love you. Please don't. I don't want us to end. I love you. I love you so much." Y/n bites back the urge to embrace him. "Jimin this is going no where. Maybe it's just not meant to be."

Jimin shakes his head continuously like a child reluctant to leave their mother. "I can't lose you y/n please. Please. Stay with me. Don't walk away. You are the only one I can rely on. I won't leave you. You can't leave me." He hugs her waist burying his face in her lap. He loves her too much to give upon her.

This is tearing her heart now. She can not take it. Gently caressing his hair, she mumbles sweet nothings. "I won't, Chim." She says at last dressing her facade into a bright smile. "I will be here for you, whenever you need me."

"Y/n!"

A voice catches them off guard. It clearly is the brunette's roommate. Y/n lurches out of bed indicating her boyfriend to stay low and escape from the fire exit while she is attending to the other male. No sooner does the brunette walk out of her room than Taehyung showers her with his unanswered questions.

"Y/n why did storm out of the cafe? What happened? Are you alright?" He gently places a hand on her forehead. "Y-Yeah Tae, I'm totally fine. I was just feeling a little dizzy. That's what happened." A simple lie can do a lot. It might just put you into grave trouble or save your day. It is a game of fortune. Fortune which never left the brunette's side.

"Take rest, silly." Taehyung flicks her forehead showing off his boxy grin. As y/n is about to go back to her room, the other interrupts, "and, oh did you see Jimin around?" This is it. Y/n's heart stops there and then.

"N-No"

"Weird, cause he ran after you. He seemed like he was really worried. I wonder why though. Do you know each other?" The girl froze to the ground along with her lips which barely moved. She scoffs, "You sure know how to joke. Have you seen him? He's like one of those popular guys."

Y/n laughs it off awkwardly, with slight hint of anguish. "Hm. Never mind. Why am I thinking so much?"

| 02:36 A.M.

At night y/n could not sleep. However much she tries to push the distressing event out of her mind she could not. First, Jimin kissing Minseo and then his tears that poured nothing but sincerity.

She tosses and turns. It goes on for quite long. At last she kicks her blanket and lets out a silent scream of frustration. She rubs her temples before heading towards her closet. She hung a cardigan on her shoulder and snuck out of the apartment.

Chilled gale kisses her face. While it messes with her hair. The moon is supposedly the only companion of the brunette through the lonely night. Air flirting with the leaves making them sway sheepishly. At least someone was happy.

The sight of the same, apparently always forsaken, janitor's closet greets y/n. Like always it did not fail to churn her guts. Maybe because of happiness and a little but of nervousness. Exams are approaching and so is the talent hunt. For the same reason, the University doors are always open, even at this hour.

She pushes the door and lets the dust particle acknowledge her presence in the moonlight. "Y/n?"

The brunette turns her head in the direction of the voice, comprehending the well known timbres in the sonant. "Chim? What are you doing here?" The fresh tears evident on his rosy cheeks. Although he tries to wipe them away without the other noticing, new tears replaces them.

"I just- missed you", he sets the pictures he's been looking at on the floor. An independent smile splays on both their lips. The memories warms their heart.

“Our first date...”

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Hope you liked this chapter. It's pretty short. I'll make it up to you in the next chapter. Hehe.

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