SINFUL | Jimin & Yoongi ✔️

Tell me everything, son

[THREE MONTHS EARLIER]

It has been about three weeks that Jimin and I are meeting up quite often. I mean...it's he who always keeps in touch with me directly, not through Seokjin.

He sends me good morning, good night texts and asks me about my days. So, do I. I can't let him be the lonely guy as he was some time ago. Speaking of being lonely, I still remember last Thursday night.

Jimin arrived at my apartment at 10:00pm out of nowhere.

"Umm, Soojin-ssi..."

"Yeah?"

I gave him a cup of warm milk and some cookies.

"Can you watch me..?"

"Umm? You mean?"

"I'm not in a normal mood and want to drink."

I thought I kind of understood what he meant by that.

"Jimin-ah"

I held his hands and kneeled down in front of him on the floor. He looked at me with his sad puppy eyes.

"Hmm"

I stood up a bit and wrapped my arms around him, letting his head rest on my shoulder.

"Soojin-ssi..."

I didn't say anything and just hugged him for some minutes. He didn't hug me back, maybe because he felt awkward or something?

Soon, he began sobbing and climbed his hands onto my back. He gradually gripped me tighter and tighter.

I looked at his face and rubbed my thumbs on his cheek to wipe his tears.

"Soojin-ah..."

His voice shook as he looked at me in my eyes.

"It's okay. Cry out."

He smiled and hugged me again.

"Thank...you..."

I poked on his back and released him from my arms.

"Here-"

I handed him the cup and a cookie.

"-have some."

"You?"

"No, I don't eat anything after 7:00pm."

"Diet?"

"No, just a habit."

He took a bite of the cookie and chuckled.

"Why?"

"I feel like a little boy again."

"And don't tell me I'm the mom."

"Exactly, you are the mom."

I laughed and got up to sit beside him.

"You're really a little boy."

He looked at me and sipped the milk.

"Jimin-nie"

"Hmm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead."

"Did you have anyone to open up to like you did to me?"

He hesitated.

"Oh, I think I asked the wrong question."

"No."

"The friend from your cafe?"

"Yea...kinda."

"I see..."

"But he doesn't know everything like you do."

"Ahaa, I thought guys would open up to guys more?"

"Except me, then."

"We can't say, huh? As you see, I'm more comfortable with my guy friends - Seokjin and you, for example."

"Am I your friend now?"

"Of course, you are."

"I thought I'm the son."

"Yah!"

I hit his shoulder.

"Oww, my hand-"

I forgot he's the muscular guy. His shoulder was so hard though.

"I'm sorry..."

Jimin started to chuckle since he saw me softly rubbing my palm with the other.

"You're a little girl, too."

"No, the mom is better."

"I had one though."

"Hmm?"

"A friend."

"Oh."

"I decided not to tell you but...yeah, I had one."

"And where is he...or she now?"

"He left me."

"What?"

"Because of me."

"I don't get it."

"I made him leave."

"But-"

"He was a really good friend and so good on me. Too good that I don't even deserve to be his friend."

"....."

"And yeah, something happened and he left."

"Would you like to talk about it?"

"I..."

"Imm hmm?"

"I got emotionally attached to him."

"Huh?"

I was puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

Jimin just stared at me and nodded.

"Omo..."

"Yeah."

"Go on."

"Wait, do you not feel anything weird about me even after hearing that?"

"Not at all, Jimin-ah."

He smiled slightly and shook his head.

"He used to live together with me at my apartment. However.., I said rude things and acted wildly to make him disappointed at me and leave immediately."

"Why did you do that?"

"Because I did not want to accept myself that I was attached to him...if you get what I mean by this."

"I do."

"So yeah.., that's how our friendship ended and I became a loner again."

"Ahh..."

"Yeah..."

"I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable by asking about it."

"No no, I'm very fine with you, Soojin-ah."

He gave me a really cute smile after it. I admit I love that too much.

"I think I better leave now."

He suddenly got up and walked to the door. I slowly went after him and opened the door for him.

"Thank you for everything, Soojin-ah."

"My pleasure..."

We smiled at each other.

"Good night, Jimin-ah. Sleep well. Don't think anything bad, okay?"

"Okay... Good night."

As he smiled at me once again and walked away, I gradually closed the door and locked it.