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September

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It's five o'clock already, Jungkook is waiting in front of the usual mirror in his living room, hoping Jimin will show up. Suddenly everything starts moving behind the surface. He catches a glimpse of Jimin, but it's all confusing and blurry as he sees all the boy's surroundings shaking

>>Jimin?? What are you doing exactly?<<

The other keeps shut, dragging the huge mirror up the stairs with major effort, and then inside his bedroom, locking the door, and pushing a bit more to the side, he lets the object rest against the wall, sitting cross legged in front of it, his face doesn't seem to be pleased at fucking all.

>>What did you want? Why did you leave that note, I told you I don't wanna talk to an imaginary friend. I don't need it, I'm normal<<

He demands, given that Jungkook gave him the appointment. The fourteen years old blinks twice now that the image has cleared and everything has stopped moving, focusing on Jimin's surroundings because they're new to him, he only ever saw the corridor of the elder's house, which means he saw nothing basically

>>Is this-..is this your bedroom?<<

He demands surprised. Jimin blushes a little, he even tidied it before bringing the mirror upstairs, even though he kept repeating to himself that would be useless considering he was about to bring in a completely non-existing person, and that he was cleaning the room for someone who, being born from his imagination, would not appreciate that

>>Y-yes, so what?? It's not like I wanted you here, we just needed to talk. Spit it<<

Now, to be fully honest, this is not Jimin at all. This is just Jimin trying to act rude to make Jungkook back off, on a normal basis Jimin is a fluff ball. But he's in a tight situation from which he wants to come out clean, without no one knowing.

>>I've never seen it..how cool<<

Jungkook says in awe, looking around still dumbfounded, evidently not noticing what Jimin is telling him. The elder, irritated, comes closer, occupying almost all the view of the mirror aside from the corners, so now his face is in full display, showing clearly the uneasiness and the slight blushing action going on. Jungkook gulps down, eyes widening

>>So?<<

The sixteen year old demands sternly, frowning as the dark haired male is pulling a little away, sitting further back, feeling as if they're too close to each other. The younger takes  a breath, and now calmer, lifts his gaze finally on Jimin, clearing his throat

>>Hum..so..well-..I-I, well..I..<<

The blonde frowns at the blabbering the other is forcing on him, trying to say something. Jungkook has waited truly long for this, and he was so patient, but he has been so concerned on spying Jimin and nowdays trying to catch his attention that he never even stopped to think about what to say once they'd be face to face.

Jimin is waiting impatiently, just hoping to be able to put the mirror away in a few.

>>The cat stole your tongue?<<

>>N-no! I don't even have a cat, and I know for sure you don't either so..<<

Jungkook mumbles, eyes staring at Jimin, breath almost taken away. Okay maybe he's little nervous...okay more than just a little, but who would blame him?
Jimin crosses his arms boredly, eyeing the other trying to come up with something and panicking at Jimin's irritated attitude

>>It's just-..is still not clear to me to this day why you...you-

>>I avoided the mirror?<<

Jimin asks, cocking one eyebrow upwards and ending Jungkook's question. The younger nods.

>>You avoided me..<<

Jimin looks away and sighs

>>Next question?<<

>>Uh..but that's what I want to know..?<<

Jimin ruffles his own hair in an exaggerate manner, puffing air out of his lungs, keeping on listening to the younger

>>It just happened so quick, from one day to the other Jimin..I don't know what happened, it's been...it's been-

>>Five years<<

Jimin completes again seeing that Jungkook is struggling. Jungkook nods from his side of the mirror. The elder starts giving signs of resignation, and finally starts speaking

>>You know how my mom knew I was talking and playing with you all day long<<

He breaks the silence with this, continuing on, following the lines of the parquet on the floor with his pointer finger's nail

>>She wasn't that happy. She can't see you of course, because you're the creation of my mind, so she got understandably worried when at my age I was still talking alone to my imaginary friend, you know..<<

Jimin looks up, halting the movement of his hand on the pavement and meeting Jungkook's eyes

>>They sent me to see a psychiatrist. He's a professional, and he told me you were fake, and not to talk to you, so that's what I did, and of habit I avoided to look at the mirror. But now yo-you just had to appear again uh?..I was just thinking about taking an appointment with the doctor, but if it didn't work before, then I should probably change doctor<<

Jungkook frowns

>>But I am not fake. I have my own life here on this side<<

>>Then name me your best friend<<

>>Kim Taehyung<<

Jungkook says bluntly, with no hesitation. Jimin's eyes widen, jumping even more ahead

>>See?! You know him because you are a projection of my mind! Kim Taehyung is my best friend!<<

The fourteen years old boy's frown deepens even more

>>Ah?<<

>>I'm telling you- <<

Jimin sighs

>>Why am I even trying to explain something to a basic illusion of mine...my God<<

>>I am not fake!!<<

Jimin keeps quiet starting a staring contest with Jungkook, until half a minute later he opens his mouth

>>Then, if you're true and breathing, where do you live?<<

>>Yeongnam, Busan, literally behind the Yangjeong metro station<<

Jimin hums, it's not even too far from his own house

>>With who?<<

>>My parents and brother. What about you?<<

Jungkook replies fast again, Jimin is pretty unsure, the boy replies quick, as if he doesn't have to think about it..he seems sure of what he's saying

>>Busan too<<

Jimin only says. Jungkook's eyes brighten at the notice, they're in the same city! He never knew that!

>>I don't trust you..<<

Jimin mutters, scratching his elbow nervously. Jungkook lets out another sigh

>>I don't know what else to say to convince you<<

Jungkook mumbles, eyes pleading. Jimin looks at the other, and honestly he does look a bit worth of pity, he's so young and he's trying so hard somehow..
Why though?

''I mean..if no one knows, I could talk to him..maybe''

Jimin let's out and exaggerated huff

>>Okay, okay, I get it. You wanna talk. Let's talk then<<

Jungkook's expression turns into a frown now, confusing Jimin. He thought he'd be happy

>>What's wrong? You don't wanna?<<

>>N-no, I-..I really really do, but..<<

He stops mid sentence, chewing onto the side of his own cheek

>>But?<<

Jimin demands encouragingly

>>But I have to study in a little bit..I've a test tomorrow morning, and I pretty much suck at physics<<

>>Oh..is that so?<<

Jungkook nods discouraged by the only thought of sitting down to read and re-read pages over pages of bullshit that won't enter his brain. He sits quietly for a few seconds as Jimin stares at him, then suddenly the brown haired male lifts his head quickly

>>But we can talk tomorrow! Right?? O-or even this evening when I'm finished! If you don't have anything better to do, that is..<<

Jimin lets out a soft sigh, tilting his head slightly to the side

>>For being my imaginary friend, I didn't expect you to be bad at physics, I love that subject<<

The blonde only says, provoking a sense of disgust and at the same time awe into Jungkook. Awe because he'll never really understand physics, disgust because he hates the shit out of it.

>>How lucky..<<

He mutters, taking a step back from the mirror

>>I'm going then<<

>>Now? But it is barely a quarter past five<<

Jungkook sighs dramatically, slumping his shoulders as well

>>I'll need at least three hours before those dour pages enter this stupid brain of mine. And I want to be quick, so that we can talk later. Oh, and keep in mind that if I don't show up before ten this evening you can go to sleep, don't wait until I'm done<<

Jimin keeps silent, their eyes locked and Jungkook becomes  a crimson red in a second

>>N-not that I expected you to wait, I mean-..<<

He looks away, lowering his gaze. The younger hears a tiny little giggle coming from the other side, from Jimin, so he looks up once more, fingers fiddling. He sees the other laughing softly into the palms of his hands, cupped around his mouth and nose adorably, and to interrupt his angelic laugh there are a few absolutely amusing squeaky sounds.

Jungkook loves Jimin's laugh, he always did.

>>Why are you so self-conscious around me?? It's so funny to witness!<<

Jimin demands, calming down. At Jungkook's shy shrug he chuckles once more

>>Okay, I'll wait until ten, not a second more, clear?<<

Jungkook nods two times, happily bringing one of his hands to his forehead in an army's soldier's gesture

>>Roger!<<

Jimin  shakes his head with another tiny smile, making shooing moves at Jungkook with his hand

>>Go now, you better study if you really are real. If not, then you could just use the knowledge in my head<<

He mumbles, walking away from the mirror. At that Jungkook presses both hands on the cold surface, pressing his nose onto it

>>I'm telling you I'm breathing and alive!!<<

The elder is already out of sight, but Jungkook hears his amused hum left hanging in the room, and then his faint steps in the corridor as he abandoned the bedroom.

The brown haired male takes a few seconds more to look into Jimin's room, where he could not before because of the elder's silhouette ahead the mirror, and finally forces himself to leave the lounge and go get his things done.

Meanwhile Jimin is checking if there's anyone in the house, because he has to hang the mirror back in the corridor. Seen the way is clear, he runs to grab it with a lot effort, helping himself to put it right into place.

Once done, he looks at it a little longer before walking to his room.

He had thought of helping Jungkook out with his studies. He really did, he feels guilty for not offering his help. But at the same time he has studying to do he himself, and by the way, being Jungkook two whole years younger than him means that what he's learning is from the freshman year, and to be honest Jimin does not remember a single thing of what he studied in those years. Except literature, once he studies that he never forgets the lessons.

The boy sits onto his bed, bouncing on it for a few seconds and then the action comes to a stop.
Maybe he should go check who lives where Jungkook said he does. If he's really there, then Jimin will be assured that he's real. He still doesn't believe so.
The worry in his parents eyes when they brought him to see the doctor, and all the pills he had to take because he continued seeing Jungkook it...it really scared him. Made him feel guilty. He doesn't want them to go through that again.
Heck, he himself doesn't want to of through all of that again! It was awful!

His mom was so happy when she heard that her son was not seeing anything or anyone strange anymore, but in reality it was bullshit. The only reason as for why Jimin did not see Jungkook anymore is because he didn't look at the mirror anymore. Ignored his voice if ever Jungkook called, in the first period, acting nonchalant, as if he didn't hear or see.

A lie, that's what he created. He deluded himself into thinking he was cured.

>>But if Jungkook is fake, after all the pill I took without any results, is there even a cure?<<

He demands quietly, the question hanging in the room thickly

>>What if he's real then? How do we see each other in the mirrors?<<

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It's almost ten, and to be honest Jungkook never finished studying, leaving the last page for the next morning, or so he thinks to manage.
In fact he stands up, hurrying towards the living room. He places himself in front of the mirror, seeing how Jimin's already there

>>Hey, you did it<<

>>Sorry, I couldn't finish all of it, but I came<<

Jimin purses his lips out in a scowling manner

>>You shouldn't have, your studies are-

>>Non as important as keeping in touch with a friend<<

Jungkook concludes, giving the other a little smile

>>So..Kim Taehyung uh?<<

Jimin hums out, questioning. How is that boy best friends with his own best friend?

>>Hum..we go to the same school<<

Jungkook mutters, asking then

>>What about you?<<

Jimin crosses his arms

>>We attend some classes together. Hey, listen up kid are you kidding me? How is it that you go to my same school and I've never seen you? Not even on the way home?? And Taehyung has never mentioned you???<<

Jungkook blinks twice

>>Uhm..I don't know..fate is not on our side I'll have to guess?<<

Jimin scoffs, standing in the corridor

>>I can't believe you! Look I'll-..I'll go to sleep right at this moment and clear my mind, there has to be an explanation of some sort. You do the same, tomorrow we have school-

>>Oh wait!<<

Jungkook interrupts, so Jimin lifts one eyebrow with a questioning look

>>Tomorrow morning, let's meet on the way to school! We can go together and see for each other that we're real!<<

Jimin keeps quiet for a little longer, humming then understandingly

>>This sounds good to me<<

>>Then, tomorrow at half past seven in front of the gas station<<

>>Yes, alright. See you then<<

Jimin mumbles, flipping around onto himself

>>And-..Jimin!<<

He turns his head to the younger

>>Good night!<<

Jungkook exclaims. Jimin hums, bidding his goodbyes.

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Imagine the mirrors as something like this, they're really huge!!