I will try not to make this book too depresssive

JUNGKOOK pov

So my freedom is not what I expected. Well I didn't expect my family and friends to welcome me but at least they can call and ask "How are you?" Or "Do you need anything?"

I have never been this lonley.

Not even in jail.

Since I woke up with terrible headache I decided to go to the drug store to buy some painkillers.

I didn't even planned to go out of my apartment today but I guess my plans never come true.

It was sad that I had same fucked up feeling here and in jail.

But one thing I missed the most was music. Only thing I lived for.

I put on my headphones with same playlist I had year ago and I decided to walk around and find  a drugstore.

Also I had same chlotes as yesterday and just enough money to buy pants and maybe two or three t-shirts.

Let's just say I will buy black skinny jeans and three black shirts.

It was so sunny I wanted to go back to my apartment but my headache was worst with every minute so I continued walking.

I didn't realized I walked by the same club or coffe shop I went yesterday. I glanced inside with my not so friendly look on my face when I noticed the same waiter....

He was waving at me with huge smile on his face.

Of course I ignored and continued walking around.

I was secretly hoping he's gonna yell after me,  but of course he didn't.

After 20 minutes walking I actually decided to ask a random stranger for directions.

"Since when are painkillers this expensive?" I asked the lady in drugstore and she glared at me.

"Give me money and just go. I'm not in the mood."

"Do I look like I'm in the mood?"

"You look like you're never in the mood." The lady spoke rudely but I only agreed and pay for the painkillers before I left.

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Why am I even here?

"Welcome back, sir."

I rolled my eyes and sat down at the bar, again.

I wanted to sit by the window and enjoy my coffee in peace but I guess I secretly wanted to sit here and get annoyed by this weird waiter. I actually missed company of people that doesn't want to hurt or use me.

"How can you be so happy when you worked night shift and now you're here doing morning shift?"

"I would lie if I told you I love my job." He whispered to me. "I'm just always happy." He giggled while making my black coffe.

"Your life must be perfect."

He glanced at me and his face looked different but it changed in a second and he had his smile back again. Yup,  definitely something weird about this kid.

"Your coffee." He said and placed the drink in front of me.

I didn't even thank him. No matter how much I wanted to talk to him more I can't. I don't want to be played by friend again.

I guess the waiter saw that. And he didn't pushed me to anything, but he didn't stopped talking to me too.

"Do you remember my name?" He asked. "Of course not, I'm Jimin." He offered me his hand.

"Jungkook." I said after some time. And I ignored his hand.

I just don't like touching. At all.

Jimin left to welcome some costumers and in a second I felt lonley again. I wish I can be happy like him. With perfect life and people that love me.

"Your scars." I heard his voice behing me. "Does it hurt?"

"Yeah." I answered and hid them under my sleeves again.

Jimin looked at my hidden wrists then back at me. He smiled.

"Can I give you something that can help you heal? I will bring it tomorrow." 

I shook my head.

"Please."

"No."

"Let me do it as your friend." He pouted and stared at my eyes.

"Fine. But don't expect anything from me in return."

"Of course!" He nodded.

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JIMIN pov

I looked at the mirror and asked myself why does anyone even love me.

Same question every day, when I'm alone I'm insecure, even depressed.

But I have no reason to be anymore. All that is in my past and I can't forgot about it. I guess things that happen in your childhood scar you for life.

"Morning Minnie." I felt strong arms around my waist and soft hair tickling my cheek.

"Morning. You slept good?" I looked back at the boy that's back hugging me.

"Perfect, because I slept with you." He kissed my nose before letting go of me. "Do you want me to drive you at work?"

I nodded. "Sure. We can sing in the car as always. That's my favourite morning routine." I giggled while taking off my oversized t-shirt.

"Mine too." Taehyung answered and fixed his tie while watching himself in the same mirror.

But he was confident, and I was total opposite. Also when he's here with me I feel good,  that's why I believe Tae is the one.

And I can't let go of that feeling.

No matter what or who.

"I met a friend." I started a conversation. "I need you to meet him."

Taehyung looked at me with raised eyebrow. "Sure. I can't let anyone to hang out with my fianceé."

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I wrote this realllyy fast bc I'm sooo sleepyyyyyy

But all of you deserve an update :)