I was always the type of person who would be easily taken advantage of. I don't know how I give off that aura, but I just do. I'm somehow a weak person. I accept everyone's requests. I'm kind to everyone. I'm always happy around people, but he fact is, I'm not.

Every time I have to plaster a fake smile in front of everyone and say that I'm okay. You think its easy, but its not. Lying isn't my forte, so it just makes it all the way harder for me, but what's harder is to explain my feelings.

I'm always the lending shoulder, the crying shoulder, but why couldn't they be my crying shoulder?

Well, maybe its mostly my fault. I don't tell anyone exactly how I feel, but its harder to explain how I feel.

Its better to just conceal than to let go.

I wonder how this poor heart of mine can take all the hurt. I wonder how long I could take. I wonder when this heart will falter. I wonder when I'll feel loved and not alone.

My roommate, my best friend, and the love of my life just came in the apartment, looking all depressed. I mustered up the courage to smile again and put on my cheery act.

"Jiminnie! Hey! Why do you look down?" I pouted and he raised his head revealing red puffy eyes. Why is he crying? "Hey, what happened?" I asked, more softly this time. He sat down beside me and leaned on my shoulder. Here it is again. I'm once again a crying shoulder.

"Taehyung just broke up with me." He gravely said. I widened my eyes in shock and it softened again, while I caressed Jimin.

"Taehyung-ah broke up with you? Why?" I asked curiously.

He took a deep breath and answered, "He said he was getting tired of me. He didn't want me anymore." His voice cracked. "I feel empty without him. Hoseok, I don't know what to do anymore."

My heart kinda wavered a bit. I know what its like not being wanted. I know what its like to be thrown away. I know how it feels to be empty and broken. And mostly, I know the feeling of not knowing what to do with my life anymore.

"Hey. Jimin. I'm always here for you. You're not alone, you're not empty, I'm here for you." I said. "Everything will be okay." I lied.

That. That was a lie. Not everything's gonna be okay. I know that and its not.

He stared at me intensely and I stared back just the same. His hand waded to my face and pulled me in for a kiss. At first, I didn't catch on, but then, I kissed back. He broke the kiss, much to my dismay.

"I just need someone." He whispered and cried. "I know this is so selfish of me to ask, Hoseok, but I just really need to forget."

I faintly smiled, "Jimin. I'm always here for you. Its okay." Its not okay. This is it. This is the time my heart will falter. I could only take too much.
"I'm sorry Hoseok." He apologized and kissed me again. He pulled me into his lap. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck. The soft gentle kisses turned into a messy make out session. He brushed my lower lip, asking for entrance and I gave it to him. His tongue roamed around my hot cavern, leaving nothing untouched. His tongue found mine and coiled around it. He sucked on it causing me to moan. He broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva. We both desperately panted for air. He took off my shirt along with his and threw it on the floor.

His hands roamed around my chiseled body and nipped on my collarbone leaving purple love bites. His hand made its way to my pink nubs and tweaked it, while he sucked the order, causing me to whimper.

His other hand made its way inside my pants, massaging my growing bulge. After he worked with my nipples, he fumbled with the zipper and buttons of my pants. He took it off along with my boxers, leaving me completely exposed to him.

His cold hands wrapped around my throbbing member, licking and sucking the tip of it, making me shiver in lust. After teasing me for a while, he finally swallowed me whole, deepthroating me, making me moan lewdly. After a few more bobs, I came in his mouth and he swallowed my white liquid.

His hands crept to my butt cheeks and one finger made its way to my puckered hole, making me yelp in the sharp pain that ran through me. He then entered another finger and scissored it, more painful than awhile ago. After, he added the third finger and I clenched my eyes. He maneuvered his fingers in and out for a few more times to make me adjust to it. After adjusting to it, only moans came out from my mouth, signaling that he can put it in.

He pulled down his pants and boxers up until his ankles. His member became exposed to me and I lifted myself a bit and I brought my hole down on his member. I thrusted on him at a slow pace, trying to adjust to his size.

"Hoseok... Faster." He groaned and I did as I was told. Finally his thrusts came in sync with my hips. When we were both close to climax, we screamed each other's names and both released simultaneously. He filled my hole with his white seed as I released on our stomachs.

We both laid down on the couch tiredly.

"Jimin. I know this isn't the right time, but.... I've liked you for a real long time. I'm really sorry." I apologized and dressed up again. He looks shocked.

"Hey Hoseok, where are you going." Jimin asked and sat up quickly.

"Mianhae... I'll have to go for a walk." I said and tried to run out the door, ignoring the numbness and Jimin shouting my name.

I really went and did it, huh? I just had sex with Jimin. I let myself be used again. It hurts me that I know I will never be loved by him.

While running to a nearby park, my tears finally fell down from my eyes. Its been a long time since I've cried. Its the first time I've cried in this kind of situation. This is the ultimate hurt. I've let myself be used by my best friend and crush.

My heart couldn't take it anymore. I'm too weak to suppress more of these negative feelings I've had coped inside from the beginning.

I just continued to let down all the tears that had to be let down. I don't care if people are staring they don't know what the fuck I've been through, so screw them.

"Here." A soft voice spoke. I looked up and it was Jimin smiling. He was handing me a handkerchief. I took it nervously and wiped my face with it. It just smells like him. He sat down beside me and looked at the people passing by.

"You know Hoseok, I know you've been through a lot. I know you too much not to know the worries and problems in your mind. You always seem happy, but I could sense deep down inside you're forcing yourself to be happy. I don't get that part. Why are you forcing yourself to smile when you know you're hurting?" He asked curiously, still not facing me.

"Because its easier to lie than to explain how I feel." I admitted.

"Its not Hoseok. Its easier to explain how you feel. It will lift the weight you've been carrying on your shoulders and in your heart." Jimin argued, now facing Hoseok. "Hoseok, we're best friends. You can tell me anything."

"I couldn't tell you that I liked you didn't I?" I contradicted.

"Aside from that, you can tell me anything Hoseok."

"Hoseok, I haven't realized it before, but you're a really important person in my life, you've been with me through thick and thin. You were there when I always needed help. You deserve to be with me in my happiest moments, but I don't in yours. I wasn't always there to help you. I'm really sorry." Jimin sincerely apologized.

"Jimin, its no big deal. I wanted to do it. You didn't have to return the favor." I shrugged.

"Hoseok, it's not fucking okay. You always say its okay, but its really not. You have a problem, let me help you out. That's what best friends do." Jimin argued.

"But I want to be more that just best friends Jimin. I'm so sick of always being hurt when all I've done is be so considerate for no apparent reason. Jimin you can't help me with this because I'm selfish. I want you. There's nothing you can do. This is me." I finally said it. That's the truth.

He leaned in a little closer and caressed my cheek. "I might not like you yet, but Hoseok I'll try anything for you. I want to be able to help you. I don't want to see you hurting anymore. Just let me do anything to lift the pain in your heart." Jimin pleaded. I felt tears stream down m face. "Please." He whispered.

Maybe its time to break down the walls around my heart and just let everything loose.

I buried my head on Jimin's shoulder and cried my heart out. I felt Jimin hug me tightly and caress my back.

"Its okay, just let it out." He caressed my back. "You're not alone Hoseok, you shouldn't feel alone anymore Hoseok. From here on out, I'll support and try to make you happy. And I'll try to love you as well." He made me face him and pecked my lips.

I don't feel as broken and empty anymore.

"Thank you, Jimin."

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Okay this is like my first JiHope one-shot! Yay! And its finished. I was supposed to end it with an angsty ending, but I'm more into that happy endin so it didn't really come on like I originally wanted it to :( but I hope you liked it and please don't forget to comment and vote! Thanks for reading! Peace out ✌

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