How many sleepless nights have been by now?
The boy's eyes hurt from crying and not leaving his room
He wouldn't eat either
No amount of music, alcohol or shows could even lift his mood in the slightest
Nothing but an enormous feeling of emptiness and excruciating pain was left now
Jungkook's soul had bee crushed into a million pieces and there was nothing he could do about it
Jimin never answered his call or texts
Maybe he had been blocked or maybe he was just being ignored
It didn't matter how many times he begged, how many voicemails he left.. asking for at least an explanation... his Jimin had just disappeared.
It had been replaced for this heartless person who had left him behind and now showed his face to everyone else like nothing at all had happened
He would just lay in bed, clinging into the shirt he was wearing the last time they slept together, just trying to remember the way he smelled.. trying to forget he was alone
It could sound stupid to everyone else if they knew
But the way his heart refused to let it go was too much for him to handle some times
He didn't know what he had done wrong, how everything went from pure heaven to the darkest of hells between them
All he knew, was that he missed him so bad life didn't even make sense now
.......
"Thank you" the singer showed his best smile as he waved at the fans
"Jimin-ah! Where's Jungkookie?" a girl shouted from the back
"I don't know" he scratched the back of his head "He must be working"
Jimin's face didn't show a hint of pain or even regret for what he had done
Days kept passing by, but there were just that... enpty days
He hadn't replied to a single message or email Jungkook had sent him.. not even a phone call
What would he do that for?..
"Where to?" the driver asked when he got inside the car "Back to the hotel?"
"Take me to the studio"
His social media hadn't been updated in a bit
He knew Jungkook would be watching and he felt like it was better if he wasn't online for a while , that way maybe the boy would stop trying to contact him
He threw his phone back inside his bag, trying to avoid any notification related to the younger
It was just like any feelings he might've had towards Kookie were never anything more than a big lie which had just come to an end
They arrived and he walked inside the building, directly to Yoongi's office which was actually empty
Jimin laid on the couch and let his head rest on the cushions, fixated on the posters on the wall.. but not even being able to distinguish the patterns on it from how tired his eyes were
He groaned when a knock on the door made him stand back up again and walk to it
"Your hands better be tied up or filled with food ir you're making me open the door for~"
He almost stuttered looking at those eyes he hadn't seen in what felt like an eternity
"...you"
"Hey"
"What are you doing here?"
"I think it's time we talked"
"I have nothing to talk to you about, Taehyung"
"Jimin-ah.."
"Why are you calling me that? Don't.
And you should leave i'm not in the mood to even look at your face"
"Would you just listen.."
Taehyung grabbed his wrist, not letting him go
"Who in the fuck do you think you are?" thensilver haired was not having it
The taller pushed Jimin against the wall, the singer unable to move
"Park Jimin, we need to fucking talk. This has gotten way out of hand.."
"I don't know what you're talking about. Now let go!"
"Whatever game you're playing I think it's time it's over.
Why weren't you answering my calls? I've been trying to talk to you for ages!"
"Are you fucking kidding me?!"
"Whatever happened that night.."
"Whatever happened that night?!
Are you for real?? I wasn't even gone for five minutes and you were already fucking that whore!" he pushed Taehyung but undeniably he wasn't stronger than him
"Jimin!!!" the younger shouted and slammed him back against the wallpaper
"I'm not saying what I did wasn't wrong!!" his voice started sounding lower with every word now.
He stared at the singer who could only watch him surprised at the way he had reacted..
Jimin was still definitely mad
But there was something about Taehyung's eyes that would always do the trick and calm him down
With a swift movement he let go of the shorter's hands and moved back, slowly pulling him in and lifting his chin a little..
"Jimin..."