Jimin:

I didn't really want to be here. But according to Jin it's 'good to get out of that cramped flat' and that I've been 'cooped up in there moping around for long enough.'

A Winter fair wasn't exactly what I had pictured though. I had underdressed too, not realising how cold it actually would be. I was just dressing based off Jin, but I should have known better as he never feels the cold. All I had on was a white shirt that served as no barrier to the cold wind.

I dragged my feet behind Jin as he led me round, trying to sound interested in what he was showing me. He had a go at a few games whilst I watched, and he even managed to win a fluffy pink alpaca toy. He stuffed it in his bag, stating he was saving it to give to his girlfriend. He even persuaded me to have a go, and I actually won a fluffy penguin, but I gave it to Jin to also give to his girlfriend. It's not like I have anyone to give it to.

'Ah cmon, cheer up Jimin! I don't get why you're always so down, there's a lot to enjoy in life you know. Take food for example.' He says, stopping at a waffle stand.

'Want one?' He offers. I shake my head. 'Suit yourself.' He holds up a finger to ask for one waffle, drizzled in chocolate sauce. We take a seat at the table set up in front of the stall and Jin begins to eat, a variety of satisfied sounds coming from his mouth.

'Woh! This is great! See Jimin, how can you be so blue in life when delicious food like this exists? Ah really, I should start a food channel or something where people can watch me eat. I'd call it...eating with Jin. Jin's eating time. No. I've got it. I'll keep it simple. Eat Jin.' He swishes a hand dramatically in front of his face.

'Do people really watch things like that?' I chuckle, perhaps for the first time that day.

'They'd come for my handsome face.' He tells me matter of factly.
As he continues to talk, my eyes wander, looking at nothing in particular, just the faces of random people passing, what they were doing.

One person in particular catches my eye. He was quite tall, dressed nicely in a dark green top that was slightly oversized and white trousers. Usually I'd avoid white trousers like the plague but he was making them work. His hair was strawberry blonde. Just like Jungkook's. Ha.

I can't seem to take my eyes off him. I squint to try and get a clearer view. He takes a seat at a bench and for the first time I can see his face.
No way... it can't be.

I fly up from the table, knocking over my chair in the process, and begin to walk over.

'HEY! Wheh ah yoo gowing?!' Jin shouts with a mouth stuffed full with waffle.

I walk up to the guy sitting at the bench and stand behind him.

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'Flower Boy?'

He turns around slowly in his position and freezes. I mirror him, feeling as though my feet had suddenly been glued to the ground.

It was him. In front of me. Jungkook. Here, really here. Unless I was hallucinating. Maybe I had gone mad.
Neither of us can bring ourselves to speak.

'...J-Jimin?' He stutters.

I don't know what to say.
Should I be casual?
We haven't seen each other in months...

'H-How have you been?' I ask nervously. Stupid question Jimin. Stupid. I can't take it back now.
How would YOU be if the person you loved told you it was all your fault that their life was a mess - then ran off into thin air, not contacting you for months? You idiot Jimin.

'Uh...' He begins, just before Jin catches up to me, out of breath.

'Jimin where did you go? What were you thinking running off like that - I was worried!' He places a hand on my shoulder as he clutches his chest and catches his breath.

Jungkook:

I was still in a state of shock. How can he be so calm? How have I been?! JIMIN I HAVE BEEN GOING CRAZY!

And who was he with? Who was this?
A random guy he had come to a fair with?

My heart sank. I looked up at the guy.
He was handsome. Maybe Jimin likes that about him. I wonder if he likes him like he liked me. I wonder if they're as happy as we were.

My eyes begin to sting and I have to look away, blinking back tears.

'Oh Jimin - who's this? Your friend?' The guy asks Jimin.

'U-Um...yeah, kind of. Jin this is Flowe- Um, I mean Jungkook. I lived in the same neighbourhood as him a few months back.' Jimin explains. Was that all I was to him now? Just someone he used to live with in the same neighbourhood?!

'Ohh cool!' Jin exclaims. 'Hey any friend of Jimin's is a friend of mine, you should come round with us - we were just about to ride the ferris wheel!'

'Um...I'm not sure...' I reply.
Please no please no please no.

'I insist - cmon!' Crap. He grabs me by the arm, pulling me up off the bench. Jimin looks every bit as uncomfortable as I feel.

We follow Jin along, not speaking to each other. Instead Jin rambles on about something like how fairgrounds are way too expensive now a days.
I look over to Jimin but he avoids my gaze. Eventually we reach the ferris wheel. This was about to be one of the most awkward few minutes of my entire life. Which is saying something because my life consists of a lot of awkward moments.

The staff member opens the carriage door for us to get in. I step in, only to collide with Jimin who also tried stepping in at the same time.
Please life give me a chance we're not even INSIDE yet. He stands back to let me pass and I clamber in, taking the seat opposite Jin.

Jimin:

I take a seat next to Jin.
God this was awkward. The first time I see Jungkook in months and Jin has us all stuck on a ferris wheel. Slowly turning round and round. Just kill me now. The minutes were passing like an eternity. I stare at Jungkook, but he doesn't meet my gaze. I stare at him, tracing his face with my eyes to take in what I had missed seeing. I look for any sign of the person I had been longing for. Is it him who changed, or is it me?

Thankfully, Jin can talk non stop for hours if people let him. At least he'll save us from sitting here in silence.

'Jungkook - what was Jimin like back in your neighbourhood? Was he as mopey as he is now? No matter what I do I can never quite cheer him up. He's a weird one.' Jin begins to ask Jungkook. Pleeeeaaaase don't Jin. Don't go there.

Jungkook shuffles awkwardly in his seat. 'Um well...'

'Even when we were living in the same place - I thought to myself I could make him happy. What is with you Park Jimin?' Jin laughs, ruffling my hair as I bat him off.

Jungkook:

So they lived together too? In the same place? I feel sick. Did he not think of me at all? One bit? How could he move on so quickly like that?

I grip the edge of the seat tight with my hands so that my knuckles turn white.
I bite my lip, trying to refrain from sending every curse word I know their way.

'Even if I used to buy him gifts. I just think Jimin is really cold.'
Jin laughs, snorting a little. 'I'm just kidding - I know Jimin too well, he's nice really.'

'WELL IF YOU KNOW HIM SO WELL WHY DON'T YOU TWO JUST PISS OFF TOGETHER?! YOU OBVIOUSLY HAVE A GREAT RELATIONSHIP GOING FOR YOURSELVES!' I snap, unable to hold back any longer.

'Jungkook...' Jimin begins before I cut him off.

'NO JIMIN. HOW CAN YOU EXPECT ME TO BE OKAY? IN WHAT WORLD DID YOU THINK I'D BE FINE SITTING HERE LISTENING TO HOW WELL YOU AND YOUR NEW BOYFRIEND GET ALONG?!' I stare at him, eyes watering. '...How could you replace me so easily?'

'Jungkook it's not like that!' Jimin protests as Jin shrinks into the corner.

The ferris wheel comes to a stop and I storm out, almost knocking over the staff member. Jimin runs out after me, shortly followed by Jin.

Before I can leave, Jimin grabs me by the arm and swings me round to face him.

'Jungkook. Let me explain. Let me explain everything.'