Third Person's POV

Jimin is sitting with his back leaning on the edge of the bed, looking at Jungkook's last message.

"I'm sorry."

No matter how much he looks back, no matter how much he refreshes, his last message is still what he sees. He had been waiting for his texts, or even his calls, for about 19 hours. By now, he knew Jungkook was in the states already. Sadly, there is nothing.

He knew he was waiting for nothing, really. Maybe he was just this desperate, so even though it was impossible, he was hopeful.

His eyes were swollen, his chin rested on his knee as he stared intently at the screen of his phone. He had stopped crying for a while, because there were no more tears in his eyes, but the pain in his heart stayed with him. He was enduring it all silently, by himself.

He appreciated Hoseok's gesture, but he knew that the pain and sadness he felt would not leave him even if they were there for him. Words aren't enough; they won't heal his broken heart.

Jimin shook his head and opened his gallery instead, looking at the pictures one by one. Jimin tapped it to make it bigger, and suddenly his face lit up at what he saw. He had this small smile on his face as he stared at the young man's face. Every swipe at the pictures made his heart ache, because he knew he would never be able to be this close again unless Jungkook decided to come back for him. For now, he would just entertain himself with the memories they had made and left for him.

He had a smile painted on his lips until the video clip he took when they were in Naksan Park came out and he played it.

He saw the way they had their cheeks pressed against each other, staring cutely at the camera. Slowly, his smile faded from his lips, and he felt his eyes brimming with tears.

"Say, hi."

"Hi." He said, playing along cutely.

In the video, Jimin watches as Jungkook presses a kiss on his cheek before pulling away. Jimin averts his gaze while Jungkook is still staring at him. His chest clenched until it was difficult to breathe. The younger was staring at him as if he was his world, that he could see nothing but Jimin.

It hurts so much to look at it. Jungkook loves him, and it hurts him because he knows he's not the only one hurting right now.

"You have look at the camera."

"No. You're the only one I want to look at."

With that, the video ended. He dropped his phone and covered his face with his hands.

"Fuck." He curses under his breath.

He quickly wiped away his tears and stood up. Jimin suddenly felt dizzy, so he decided to sit on the bed first, one hand holding his head. He inhaled sharply and slowly opened his eyes, but his vision was still very blurry.

He flopped himself on the bed and tried to rest. Maybe it was because of him being so tired and dehydrated. He hadn't stopped crying for long hours. From the moment Jungkook left, which happened almost 20 hours ago, till this moment, he only cried. He may have fallen asleep, but the moment he woke up, Jungkook was still the first person he could think of.

He knew, eventually, he would have to stand again for himself. He needed to be strong as he still need to wait for Jungkook's return, but not now. It was too early, too painful, too confusing. Right now, he will allow himself to deal with the pain until it gradually subsides and then let it go. Because this is not the end, not for him and Jungkook.

"Even if I go, I will still be running back to you."

Jungkook told him, himself. Jungkook will come back for him. As long as he doesn't come back yet, that's not the end of his life.

***

Jimin poured himself a drink. This was his third bottle of alcohol. He looked at his glass and twirled it. They say when you drink alcohol, you can forget everything, and Jimin chuckled dryly at this, scam.

As he continued drinking, memories suddenly arose within him. His lips twitched upward. He grabbed his chest, remembering how surprised he was when Jungkook hardly patted him on his back that day.

— then he moved closer to me. I look at him, brows furrowed, pain lingering in my face.

My expression suddenly changed when I saw his side profile. I blinked my eyes. Why is this person so handsome? He looks like he's in those AUs, and he's like coming into life.

"The light has already turned green." Jimin whispered audibly, still clear in his memory of how he said that to him.

Dark haired guy, Sharp jawline, pointed nose and the way those thin lips moves...

Jimin reflected, simping over the younger, despite the fact that it was their first meeting.

Jimin grins and holds his glass tightly and presses it to his lips. He drank it whole and refilled his glass of alcohol. When he takes his glass to drink, he chuckles as he recalls another memory.

Right step. . . Left step. . . Right step and so on. . .

He suddenly stopped, and that made me stop as well. I raised my head and realized he had come to a halt because the light had turned red. But I was shocked when the next thing he did was cross suddenly!

I quickly checked if there were any cars coming, but when I realized there were no cars passing by, I copied him. I quickly ran and chased after him.

I don't know why I followed him, knowing I could wait for the green light to turn before crossing. Confusion swells in me, but I ignore it as soon as I am walking behind him again.

Jimin was worried as hell. He was thinking about his older brother's preaching. Once he found out he did that, he just shook to himself.

Feeling dizzy, Jimin leaned his head on the table with his cheek pressed against it. One hand holding the glass still, he slowly closed his eyes. He smiled warily, a memory of him sitting in the locker room flashing through him.

I flinched when suddenly the door closed harshly. I thought no one was here! I was nervous and immediately looked at the door.

I freeze in my spot. Why is he here?

He stood in the doorway and crossed his arms while looking at me. His two eyebrows furrowed, he obviously didn't like what he was seeing now. He clenches his jaw and steps forward. I felt my stomach clench tightly. I was nervous. He looked so mad, enough to hurt someone. I looked down and never looked at him again out of fear.

I pressed my thighs tightly, and rested both of my hands on my lap. He stopped midway and I looked at his shoes, I slowly lifted my head and looked at him in confusion. He was staring down at my feet, and he didn't look upset anymore. It was as if his attention suddenly shifted and he forgot the anger or annoyance he felt before because of what he saw.

I looked down as well and suddenly felt embarrassed because of how dirty my socks were. I tried to hide my feet, but it was too late for that. He already saw it. I hung my head low in embarrassment and clenched my hands.

My eyes widened when he suddenly knelt in front of me. I looked at him in shock. He grabbed my ankle and let me wear the slipper he was holding now.

I can't believe what I am seeing right now.

Although I was embarrassed, I couldn't help but smile at what he did to help me. He sighs and gets up. I immediately hid my smile and just stared at the colour of the black slippers I was wearing.

I just waited for him to come out until I heard the door close, and then my lips twitched upward, staring at the slippers.

I stomp my feet on the ground and giggle.

Jimin dropped the glass and wiped away his tears. Just now, he noticed that he was crying. He lifted his head and sat up straight; the smile on his lips was still there, along with the flow of his tears.

Suddenly, he laughed to himself. "I'm such a mess," he said, wiping away his tears once more. He looked at his glass and took it in his hand. He was staring at the empty glass.

Jimin felt so lonely and empty, but somehow bringing those memories back helped him a lot. He was able to smile while recalling those.

I was so happy. Really, happy, Jungkook-ah, he said to himself and nodded, those moments of yours that we shared make me keep going. So please don't make me miss you too much, and don't take too long. Because if you broke the little hope that I was holding on to, it would definitely crash me entirely.

I told you, I stopped even before you came. That was a lie. A whole ass lie. I gave up my life that day, if it wasn't for you, I would've died.

The day you showed and chose me, I decided to live up for you.

You are the only reason why I chose to give myself a chance to continue. You are the reason why I will not do it again, as I promised. I don't turn back on my words, I'll live for you.

I am broken but I'm trying so hard.

"Even if I go, I will still be running back to you."

for now I will hold on to your words, don't make me regret this, Jungkook-ah.