It Only Takes a Moment || Jimin x Reader

Fragile

There was no guarantee that Namjoon asked you out again. Maybe this time he just wanted to be friends. Is that all you would want with him? The possibility of being too late made the room spin. By sitting here stupidly in front of Yumi, I wasn't helping my situation at all. I could still change things. I had time...yet I was bound to my chair. Forced to listen to the other giggling couples at the restaurant while birds chirped out on the patio. Pop music was playing softly in the corner of the room while a waiter walked past our table with a cart. Its squeaky wheel irritated me though not as much as the bright white light over the table. It shined down on us as Yumi smiled at me with her angelic face.

There was no halo over her though.

While she was no angel, I felt like a time traveler. It's not that I could travel to the future, but more the past. It felt like every day I would go back to the past no matter how badly I wanted to stay in the present. Suddenly I would find myself back in my hometown's studio, smelling the same freshly mopped floors and cleaned mirrors. I could feel the cold air in the early mornings or the sweat dripping down my neck in the summers when the air conditioner broke. It didn't matter when or how, but I'd find myself traveling back in time. Each time I went back, I knew I was stuck.

The present couldn't save me, and it was impossible to think of the future. I was a time traveler against my own will until it destroyed my present. I couldn't let go of what I had experienced until I saw everyone as the same enemies now. For a brief period in time, I could feel that going away. I wasn't in that old studio feeling eyes on me or hearing the giggles of ballerinas I thought I could trust. Instead, I was with my three friends. One day I was just stuck in the present and I could actually smile. I could breathe. Maybe there was hope for a future. For once I could try building forward only to be knocked down.

Yumi may see me sitting in front of her, but my mind was going back in time. She was someone new except her behavior around me wasn't. Spending time with her was reminding me of the people I had tried so hard to forget. My life took a pause again to reverse until I was back in my hometown studio. The wind was strong outside, but I had made it safely in the studio in a good mood not knowing how my trust in everyone was going to be broken. I went in with love in my heart, unaware that I was still alone in this world.

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The wind was restless outside. It cried out, shaking the trees and banging against the windows. It had me shivering, but that wasn't enough to change my mood. I still felt good despite the brutal weather. There had been warnings on the news telling people to stay inside. There would most likely be power outages due to the wind, but I thought nothing of it. The salt of the sea smelled closer which brought me comfort. It just didn't give me any warmth. The entire walk to the studio was a painful one, but I didn't regret it. The lesson wasn't cancelled today so I went on ahead. After all, I would get to see my girlfriend if I came.

Thinking about her already had me feeling giddy inside. It sounded silly how happy I was to even be in the same building as her. I just couldn't help myself as I walked down the halls, eagerly searching for any clue of her. My mom told me not to come because of the weather. She said they would send us all home the second we get there anyway. Personally, I didn't care what she thought. She's hardly around in the first place and while I knew she needed to work...I was petty. I told her she wouldn't notice if I were gone or not which got me a loud lecture that I didn't want.

Sixteen was a rough age to be. It was hard to tell whenever I was being hormonal or when I was being logical. Everything I felt was overwhelming because I tried taking it all on headfirst. That's why when I got a crush on Hyesoo, I hardly hesitated in asking her out. She was the prettiest dancer at the studio and everyone liked her. She had to be the most perfect girl. She was a nice girl who seemed to return my feelings. I think that's why I confessed to her without hesitating. Now we've been dating for six months.