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"hello?" Jimin picks up the call while resting on his bed, "Hey its me" You call him in the morning when suga left for work. "Huh?! How did you get my number...wait this is not your phone" He freaks out, realising you called from yoongi's cellphone. "You plan to steal his phone and run away...you thief" He never trusted you. "shut up, I'm calling for work purposes. I know you can work me around somewhere for a few pennies" You get annoyed. "please, I'm requesting a job offer.....you rich ass" Asking him, and trying to be polite as possible which was so hard to manage with this guy. "Hahaha you're joking right? Me...?give you a job? Even if I did, I don't think I can stand your face for too long" He was enjoying dissing you, "(yawns) Its too early for my mood to drop dead so bye-" You interrupt him, "I'm sorry...for everything. I won't be like that anymore" Your genuine apology surprises him. "Hmmm" Jimin smirks a little. "If you're so sorry...why not live with me instead (grin) because the only thing that actually bothers me about you is that you're living with yoongi under the same roof. "I'll make the excuse for you, but don't get in between me and him" Jimin gives you an offer, as well a bonus..... ruining your day.
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I don't know why but I was feeling this fiery feeling in my heart....jealousy perhaps? I don't know, but the only thing I remember was jimin liking suga from the start, he would try to pin him down and take advantage of him whenever he had the chance to. "You want me to leave him?" Your eyes got darker by the second, filled with rage and sadness. "I'm not forcing you, that is.....if you want a job with a good salary. Its hard for someone like you that lacks in the skill department to actually fend for herself." He rubs it in, making you even more mad. "I need to think it through" You were talking calmly over the phone with him, holding yourself back from exploding. "Sure, sure take all the time you need. I mean personally you're living in a house that does not belong to you....without spending a single penny on it" The call ends, as you click the red button. "ASSHOLE!" your loving memories between you and jimin were fading, this new reality was getting to you.

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I want to make money for both of us, I'm starting to get ashamed for not doing anything after jimin's comments. In fact, I'm having thoughts like what if yoongi kicks me out of the house since he doesn't even love me back? But the real reason I wanted to consider jimin's offer was....

I didn't want him stealing my suga away from me, planning to make jimin mine so he wouldn't lay his eyes on him....not again. I can't afford to loose yoongi again, I'm scared and hopeless, anxiety is slowly making its way up to me. If I could focus his attention towards me, he won't bother suga anymore, and I don't care sacrificing myself for that. I just want to be with yoongi, and by the time I'm done with jimin, yoongi would have already fallen in love with me after all that time.

You started to over think, remembering the nightmare you've been having of suga hanging from a noose and jimin crying on the bed....but he wasn't actually crying.....he was always the evil one in my dreams. I was scared that might be true, what if jimin is plotting something to bring me and yoongi apart forever, what if he is a villian. I would see him holding me back and crying when yoongi would kill himself.....and because of him I wouldn't have the chance to get close to yoongi.

And before he died he said-
"I can't take it anymore"
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Suga killed himself because we were making out in front of him, and he couldn't do anything because he was just a living ghost......and absolutely shattered, depressed.

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I can't help but remember the times we would sit together on one table and have a good meal.
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Yoongi gets back home from work, it was pretty dark. "You're awake?" He sounded awkward. "I'm planning on getting a job" you were just sitting down, waiting for his arrival. "I basically don't do anything, and since you don't remember me. We are not even a family." You were blurting out nonsense from Yoongi's perspective.  "You don't have to do a job. I don't mind you chilling in the house" He takes off his coat. "The thing is, I want to make money. Enough for only us two to live a decent house, seeing you live here like this and all that struggling you do makes me......upset" You let him know your intentions.

Yoongi felt touched by you, smiling a little bit. He would've easily said no to a friend who would want to help even a little but...you wanted to live him. It sounded pretty close to a real family.

"I would feel bad if you did that for me, Im fine the way I am, but....if you want to live me, in a decent house like you said. Then....I don't mind a little help" He didn't feel like a burden at all, it felt warm, and he felt excited for it to happen. "I'll also save up, for you....for us." He was eager for this to work out as you smile back, because it was for the the both of us.

"What if Im not the one you're looking for" He got closer to you. "You are, and I'm not mistaking anyone with you....got that. Believe it or not. You know what, I'll tell you something about yourself that you've never told me in your ENTIRE life" You sarcastic say the word 'entire' because yoongi had been using it against you.

"You love writing! You have it stacked up somewhere but don't have courage or the money to publish it" You clench your fist, scared to death you might be wrong about him. "y-your.....wrong I hate writing" yoongi looks at you all serious as your heart drops, "but you're right about the fact I write and it is stacked up (chuckle) I'm kinda shocked" He heads to the bathroom to wash up after leaving you speechless, while still not believing your ridiculous past story.

Did yoongi ever say he enjoyed writing?! or was he writing just for money, and the only thing he was gifted with.

You come to the realisation as you tap your head in embarrassment. "dammit, I got it wrong" You were starting to think of other things yoongi did, as a back up. Wanted to prove to yoongi, that you are telling the trusty.
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Jimin gets out of bed, ruffling his hair while thinking about your call. He sighs, "so annoying honestly". He grinned a little, thinking how fun it was teasing you.
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to be continued....
the book is short, and i planned this story to be romantic which i never write so i hope u enjoy the future chapters💜

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