You knocked on your door, impatiently waiting for someone to open up for you, as when you had stepped out of your apartment with Taehyung, you hadn't taken any keys with you.

Once Jungkook opened the door, you just rushed inside, leaving him looking at your back, surprised by how much in a hurry you were.

You entered your room, immediately going to your closet, trying to pick some clothes up as quickly as possible.

"Y/N. Are you going somewhere?" Sira's voice reached your ears, reminding you of her existence that you had momentarily forgotten.

You looked at her that was still seated on your bed, gazing at you worried.

"Yeah, I.. I have to be somewhere. I will be back quickly. I am sorry to leave you alone." You responded, feeling a little bit bad about the fact that you had to leave her, while she clearly needed you, considering her condition that was not the best, in pain and still psychologically shaken by the accident.

" It's okay, i can take care of myself, don't rush yourself. Just.. Be careful, okay?" Her eyes softened looking at you and at that moment you just wanted to hug her, and that's what you did, engulfing her into a tight hug before pulling away and quickly changing your clothes, grabbing your bag and waving at her, before closing your bedroom door, behind you.

Sira looked at the door, the smile that kept on her lips as long as you were there, vanishing. A sad expression taking over her almost always cheerful features.

I hope one day you will tell me what is going on with you Y/N...I am waiting... For so long... I am waiting for you to trust me and include me...It hurts being left out.

She rest her head on the pillow while those thoughts were swimming in her mind, as she for a long time knew that you were keeping things to yourself. It was normal she would notice, considering that she knows you better than anyone, plus your behavior hadn't been so convincing, disappearing out of the blue without even giving any valid reasons.

But what worried Sira was not only you, but the fact that Taehyung seemed to have something to do with it too. And that's when she had started feeling worse because she was reluctant and scared, if she perhaps was stepping in a field she shouldn't, getting in between you and him or something,but you had encouraged her to do so many times so maybe whatever was that was going on between you and Taehyung wasn't what she thought. Non the less, no matter what she would hypothesize, she was still left in the dark, not being able to help you in any way as she wouldn't even know if you need any help to begin with and that as a friend made her feel worthless and it hurt.

---Change of set ---

You sat down by the door , wearing your boots, Jungkook standing behind you, while you were still giving him instructions how to take care of Sira till you come back.

".. The medication is on the left shelf and be persistent if she wines to not take it. She dislikes medicine." You concluded and he just smiled, feeling as if he was listening to a mother that was leaving her child to his care.

"Jungkook, I am counting on you. Don't take this lightly." You told him, now getting up on your feet.

"Don't worry, i own you for the party so it's time i repay you. I will make sure she has a good time waiting for you to come back." He reassured you and you felt a little bit relieved by his words, gifting him a quick smile and a rushed 'Thank you' before getting out that door.

---Time skip---

Jimin sat down on the floor, in front of his glassy table, his back hitting against his black leather couch.

The texture felt cold against his bare skin, as he was shirtless, having felt bothered to cover up his upper half after the warm shower he had just taken.

He had thought that after that shower he would have been feeling better, maybe a little more relaxed and able to focus on some work but on the contrary, the troubling thoughts had not left his mind not even for a second,bringing him to this exact moment, where he had a bottle of Whiskey in his left hand and a glass on the other.

He didn't like consulting at such methods to conceal his problems but at this exact moment, all he wanted was to put himself to sleep, at that momentary near death state, that his mind would stop thinking, gifting him a temporary peace that he so needed.

With such desperation he filled the first glass, gulping it down as if it was water, the burning liquid unable to make any effects on him. So, he continued, filling another glass and another and another and another.. Till the ringing sound of his doorbell, brought his hand in a halt.

Who could it be? Whoever it is, he will go.

Jimin though, not having any intentions to opening up that door but after the persistence that showed the person out of his door, he growled in irritation, standing up and grabbing his shirt that was laying on the arm of his couch and the red jacket that accompanied it, quickly wearing them.

"Coming ~." He said as he was doing so, checking himself on the side mirror near the door to make sure that he didn't look drunk or anything of the sort.

"What do you -" His words were cut off, once he saw that it was you that was standing behind his door, a worried expression veiling over your face that was replaced by a relieved smile, once he came into your sight.

"Good evening.. Can i come in for a moment?" You spoke to him, looking from right to left, making him understand that he was practically keeping you on the corridor while just staring at you as if you were an alien.

"Oh! Am~. Yeah, sure." He made some space for you to enter then closed the door behind you while your voice reached to his ears, letting him know of the reason of your visit, which you had came up with on the road to his apartment.

"I am really sorry i came without informing but my roommate needs the dress by tomorrow and I had to come take it." You were smiling while
Saying that excuse that was pretty valid since you hadn't took the dress you were wearing on the party from his closet yet,however that smile faded after entering the living room, and noticing the half empty bottle of alcohol on the table with a half emptied glass beside it.

"Oh! That, right. I will bring it for you." He said nonchalantly, before leaving towards his room, leaving you staring at his back.

It was obvious that he didn't intend to let you stay for long and the reason was obvious, all you had to do was look at that bottle again and anyone would understand. He wanted to be alone.

However that was just a false impression that he might have and even if he truly wanted to be alone at this moment, you weren't going to leave that easily after you came all the way to his house.

This was the moment that he was vulnerable and as thus the chances for him to acknowledge his deepest fears and mistakes was higher and you truly believe that he needed to do such a thing. He needs to face himself, his past, his actions, everything or he would remain in the labyrinth that he is trapped in.

"Here." You heard his voice, before he came to sight, with a black paper bag on his hand where he had folded your dress carefully.

You reached your hand and took the bag out of his, your eyes looking at the ground as you were thinking of a right way to bring up the fact that you knew.

"Professor.. I didn't came over only for this." You gathered your courage and left those words out of your mouth, your head hesitantly looking up to meet his eyes that were icy cold.

"That bastard." Was all he said, clearly having guests who had informed you and he wasn't pleased with the outcome whatsoever.

"I -"

"You didn't had to come. I don't need anyone to check on me. I am not a kid. I am fine." He cut you off abruptly, an unfriendly gaze on his face as he stepped towards the main door, indicating that he wanted you to follow him and leave.

However you just tighten the grip on the bag not moving an inch from the place you were and eventually he came back, grabbing you by your arm and turning you around to face him.

"You are leaving Y/N!" He stated, the tone of his voice stern and a little scary but you were quite staborn yourself to give up that easily.

"No I am not! I came all the way here because I thought you were hurting alone! And i can see that you are. I know you are prideful and you don't wanna show your weaknesses, i understand that because i am the same however I won't leave you. You won't be alone this time, you like it or not!! "You raised your voice at him, in an attempt to show your determination and frustration towards his behavior that was actually hurting you.

He had once supposedly asked you to be his friend and you were trying to be just that at this very instant yet he was pushing you away. How could that be considered fair? Pulling and pushing you whenever he likes to.

Jimin opened his mouth ready to yell at you, however he really didn't want to do that and that's how he ended up, beating his lower lip to stop himself from going off on someone that was not in any fault and in the contrary was just trying to help him.

"Aish!" He exclaimed in frustration, messing his hair before slamming his body on his couch and letting silence engulf the atmosphere.

You decided to accompany him after a while of standing still and approached the couch, taking of your bag and your coat and letting them rest on the arm of the furniture next to the paper bag with the dress, before taking a seat not far from them and neither was to far from him.

You stayed there in silence for minutes, waiting for him to say something, to make the step and open up and finally after what seemed like hours, he did so.

"I messed up." His voice barely audible as those words bitterly rolled out of his plump pale looking lips.

"You can try to talk to her. I am sure she will understand." You told him, thinking that SeonGi would surely understand if she was to know as much as you do or the whole truth that you are still unaware of as till now you had just placed pieces here and there creating your own assumptions and theories.

" I broke up with her." He exclaimed , his words getting you of guard.

"I thought I loved her. I might have. I am not sure anymore. It's always like this, after he sleeps with them, i just want to never see any of them again. No matter if i loved them or not, no matter if i can forgive them or they can forgive me, i just can't do it. "His eyes gazing at the ceiling as he entrusted you with those feelings of his, making you just nod your head even though you could never fully understand why it was like that, simply because you weren't him, and you hadn't been through any similar situations, thankfully.

"Only because of Taehyung?" You asked him, as you felt that it was something more that he was trying to say but he was restraining himself from doing it.

Jimin moved his eyes towards you for a moment as if he was contemplating with himself if he should say it or not and to make himself take a decision, he leaned forward and grabbed his glass, emptying it from the remaining alcohol that was left in it.

He slammed the glass on the table before bringing his elbows in contact with his knees, resting his face on his hand, his expression showing how hard this moment was for him.

"I can't escape. Her love wins over any love i have had. No matter how much i hate her and i want to move on, my heart knows that the happiness i lived with her was far more than I experienced with anyone after her. They are never enough, no love was enough and it's my fault. I am the one that at the end, I can't really love. "His words slow and clear, giving you the time to digest them on time as if he deliberately wanted you to understand at the first try so there will be no need of him to repeat any of the things he had just admitted out loud for the first time.

" I am not the victim Y/N. I am the villain. You are trying to comfort the wrong person." He added after the silence that had followed his previous words, then hesitantly threw his eyes your way, only to see that you were already staring at him.

"Who said that villains don't deserve comfort. Pain is same for all. I am sure you know that better than I do." You responded, a thin smile ghosting on your lips, before getting up and grabbing the bottle of the table together with the glass and leaving for the kitchen.

" Bring that back Y/N! "You heard his voice talking to you as you were about to enter the kitchen and you chose to ignore it, placing the glass on the sink and the bottle on the shelf before returning back to the living room.

" You won't need that, you are going to sleep without the need of that." You told him and he scoffed at the absurdity of your behavior.

"Why are you disobeying me? You know you are not allowed to do that." He told you and you placed your hands over your ears immediately after.

"If i can't hear you means I am not disobeying you." You replied before turning around and vanishing down the corridor, heading to his room to grab a blanket.

Jimin couldn't help but giggle a little at your action as he shook his head in disbelief of your bravery.

She is really something.

He thought as he got up, intending to come and stop you from anything that you were doing and smoothly get you out of his house.

However he didn't had the chance to move far from the living room, as you returned with a blanket on your hands and once you saw him standing, you grabbed his arm and pushed him on the couch.

You laid him down ignoring his protesting small mumbles and covered him with the blanket.

"There. You just sleep now and by tomorrow you will have a clearer mind. I can't promise you will be feeling any better though but you will be one step at letting today on the past." Your words strangely made his heart feel warmer just like the blanket was making his body feel.

" Will you sing me to sleep? "He suddenly questioned making your eyes grow wide as that was a big No considering that your singing voice was terrible.

" I want to put you to sleep not make your ears bleed, so no. "You responded and he smiled brightly, making you feel as if you had managed to accomplish something after coming over. Even though it was a smile that lasted some mere seconds, it was something.

" Then, what about you tell me sweet words again? "He said, reminding you of the last night's events, making your heart beat speed up its pace.

" A song it is then. Why would i care about your ears anyways. "Your reply won a laughter out of him, his hand reaching out of the blanket and grabbing yours gently, before bringing it in contact with his lips, making you froze at his action.

" Thank you. "He mumbled, before your eyes instantly flashing a resembling memory of this one, when he was drunk and you had covered him with a blanket on the couch on his mansion and he had behaved unexpectedly kind towards you, thanking you, just like he now did.

Jimin closed his eyes, his hand still holding into yours, waiting to hear your voice start singing, however he waited for a while as you were conflicting of which song to mumble to him.

After you had finally decided, you started singing in a low, quiet voice, in able to hide the fact that you obviously weren't able to hit any of the notes of that song, the way you were supposed to.

Jimin kept listening quietly, his mind becoming occupied by the soft sound that was escaping from your lips, the lyrics of the love song, repeating themselves in his head as his consciousness started drifting away, his body finally relaxing and his heart beat, beating in the rhythm of the melody that your voice was enabling.

Just some seconds before falling completely into sleep, a  smile ghosted over his lips as he heard you say the sweet words he had asked of you to do while dancing with him on the party.

Once more they had the same effect on him, as they did back then and later on that night, while you were sleeping in his bed.

They made him feel.. Happier.

---To be continued....

Author's Note :

HEYYYYYYY

Double update cause i found the time so why not 😂

I hope you are doing fine but if you are not, remember, everything goes. #mono

I hope you are enjoying your time reading this story of mine till now,also i apologize for any typos, these chapters (as many more before it😂) are not proofread.

Till next time,

Peace out,
Liz. 💜