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Roseanne's POV

I lay on my mattress staring at the ceiling.

Do you ever feel like, nothing's wrong but nothing's right either?

I silently sob on my pillow, cursing myself for being so weak.

I decided to go to the balcony. I carefully open the door as I take one step out the door, trying not to wake Sooyoung up. I gaze up at the moon and the stars. Nowadays there are little stars to be seen. I've always loved the night and the night sky, even if a lot of my feelings come out at this time.

There's something about it that's just so majestic? I guess.

I do the butterfly technique, to calm myself down, and I hum the song Winter Bear, by one of my favorite artists, V. He lowkey looks similar to Taehyung though, I can't put my finger on it.

Suddenly, I hear the door open.

It's Jimin.

"You're here too huh?" He asks.

"What did you come here for?" We said in unison, as we chuckled.

"Just to think," I replied.

"Same".

He sits down beside me, his arm around my shoulders.

I missed this.

I leaned my head on his shoulders, tears still silently streaming down my face.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" He asks, wiping the tears off my face.

"That's the problem, I don't know." I replied.

He pulls me into a hug.

I guess that was all I needed,

He hummed Sweet Night and his eyes never left me.

"Come on, wanna do something fun?" He suggested.

"Sure " I smiled weakly.

"I know this minimart that's a couple of minutes away that's open 24 hours, let's get ice cream" He says.

"Wah yes! Let's go" I answer enthusiastically

We enter the car and he starts the engine.

"Come on, let's head inside, it might rain soon." He says as we step out of the car.

We both get a tub of ice cream and plastic spoons as we sit by the window

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We both get a tub of ice cream and plastic spoons as we sit by the window.

"Chocolate ice cream supremacy!" Jimin proclaimed.

"Excuse you, Vanilla is timeless and classic-"

"And basic," he said, cutting me off.

"How dare you Park Jimin, it's okay, don't listen to the big old meanie, vanilla is the best." I said, playfully pouting as I caressed my ice cream tub.

He just rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Whatever Park Roseanne." He chuckled.

Suddenly he leaned close to my face.

Closer and closer, until...

"Sorry I just need to get this spoon" he said, apparently reaching for the spoon behind me as he smirked.

"Aww, did my Rosie get flustered?"

"S-shut up you t-tease."

"You're stuttering..."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"No need to lie Rosie, who doesn't get flustered, I'm THE PARK JIMIN."

"Aish I shouldn't have left, lack of bickering must've gotten to your brain and made you delusional."

"Y-yah!"

Eventually we ended up laughing, and laughing even more when Jimin choked on the ice cream.

"How do you choke on ice cream?"

"Shut up Roseanne."

"Like, no literally, how?"

After a while, we finished our ice cream, and drove home.

As I almost entered Sooyoung's room, I turned to Jimin.

"Hey Jimin? Thanks for tonight, it was really fun." I smiled.

He nodded.

I tried to open the door, but it was no use.

It was locked!

Maybe Sooyoung woke up, thought I was in the bathroom and locked the door.

"Jimin!" I whispered.

Aish! He already went to his room.

I open the door.

"Jimin, the door to Soo's room is locked," I explain.

"Oh, well uh, you can stay here, I mean we used to do sleepovers anyways." He says.

"You can have the bed, I'll stay on the floor" He decides, motioning to his bed.

"No! I mean no, it's your room and I'm just a guest, you stay on the bed and I'll stay on the floor." I exclaim.

"How about we both stay on the bed, butttt, we have a pillow in the middle?" He suggests.

"Oh... okay sure." I nod.

So we end up sleeping on the same bed.

Yes, I am aware how weird that sounds.

After a while, as I try to sleep,

I feel an arm snake around my waist, pulling me closer.

I guess you could say that I was able to get a good night's sleep.

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