~ Yeona's POV ~

As I was crying my heart out on the ground, the door suddenly opened.

"Yeona!!!"

I looked up and saw Jin with a worried plastered expression on his face, hurriedly running towards me.

"J-Jin...? What are you doing-"

Suddenly, he wrapped his arm around me, tightly embracing me in his arms.

"I'm sorry Yeona... I'm sorry... I should've came earlier..." He regretfully said, lightly stroking my head.

I smiled and hugged him back.

"It's okay Jin.. It's not your fault.." I said, gently laying my head on his chest.

Jin let out a sigh.

"Is it true that Jimin broke up with you?" He asked.

I stiffened, slowly nodding in reply.

"It was my fault for falling for Jungkook.." I said, hugging him tighter.

"Now Jimin hates me..." I sorely muttered.

I felt my tears coming back.

Jin slowly let go of me and cupped my face with his hands.

"Hey, don't ever say that." He said, shooting me a cute glare.

"But it's true... I betrayed him.." I said as my voice trembled.

"Yeona, have you seen the way Jimin looks at you? Have you noticed how different he is around you? Did you ever notice how he only smiles when you're around?" Jin asked.

"Yeona, he loves you."

I let out a small chuckle, displaying a soft smile on my face.

"I cant do anything anymore.. Everything's over..." I said as I bit my lower lip, holding back my hot tears from flowing.

Jin suddenly pinched my cheeks, causing me to wince in pain.

"H-Hey! That hurts!" I shouted as I cupped my cheeks in pain.

"You're making me mad." He said, grumpily folding his arms.

"You have to go talk to Jimin."

I vigorously shook my head in absolute denial.

"He probably doesn't want to see me." I said, reluctantly looking down at my hands.

"If you're not going to stop being such a negative wimp, I'll pinch your cheeks again." Jin threatened, sending me a deadly glare.

I hesitated, but I eventually gave in.

I let out a deep sigh and ran my fingers through my hair.

"Urgh, fine."

~ 7:00 pm ~

I walked around my living room, contemplating on whether to go over to Jimin's house or not.

"Urgh, what do I do..."

I nervously cupped my cheeks.

Just the thought of him made my heart race.

I took a deep breathe, grabbed my jacket, and headed out of my house.

As I was walking down the streets, passing by shops and clubs, I noticed a familiar car parked along the side walk.

I gasped as I realized it was a black Ferrari, exactly like the one Jimin had.

Suddenly, I saw Jimin come out of a store, looking down at his phone.

I quickly hid behind a pole, still peeking over at Jimin.

Then suddenly, these two girls wearing extremely short and tight dresses came out of a club and approached him.

They began to talk to him, constantly fixing their hair and obviously flirting with him.

I clenched my fists as I saw them touch him, eagerly pressing their bodies against him.

Jimin had an extremely uncomfortable look on his face, and I knew I had to help him.

Gathering up my courage, I angrily walked over to them and stood in front of Jimin with my arms wide open.

"Stay away from him!" I yelled, shooting a fatal glare at the two girls.

Wow, they were so tall.

Or was I just really short?

They laughed hysterically and leaned in closer to me.

"Awe are you our his little sister?" One of them asked as she patted my head.

"Hey, isn't it already past your bed time?" The other teasingly girl asked.

My cheeks flushed out of utter embarrassment.

"H-Hey! I'm not his sister-"

Suddenly, I felt an arm wrap around my shoulder, pulling me away from them.

"Ah, she's not my sister." Jimin said, pulling me closer to him.

"She's my girlfriend."

My cheeks immediately flared up.

"Y-Your girlfriend?!" The two girls shouted in extreme shock, eyeing me from head to toe.

"Yes, girlfriend." Jimin clarified, giving them a fake smile.

With that, we walked away from them, leaving them speechless.

He took me to an alley so we were out of their sight.

Jimin let go of me, and I noticed how extremely red his face was.

"T-Thanks for helping me back there." He said, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.

"N-No problem.." I said as I shyly looked down at the ground.

There was an awkward moment of silence.

"Ahhh this isn't what I planned!" I said, reluctantly covering my face out of embarrassment.

"W-What do you mean?" Jimin confusedly asked.

I let out a sigh as I slowly uncovered my face, revealing my extremely red cheeks.

"I was sort of planning to go over to your house right now to talk to you..."

He let out a chuckle.

"Well, you're talking to me right now aren't you? Just tell me what you wanted to tell me." Jimin said, giving me a soft smile.

I gulped as I shyly looked down.

"I-I wanted to say that... I'm really sorry for everything." I said, slightly bowing a little with an apologetic look on my face.

"I'm sorry for being such an idiot and betraying you. I'm sorry for hurting you and making you cry. I'm sorry for being the worst girlfriend anyone could ever have."

I shyly looked up at him.

"And I'm sorry for not realizing how much I love you."

Jimin's cheeks immediately flared up.

"B-But what happened to Jung-"

"Please don't mention him. He was just a cruel, cruel person that I should've never trusted." I said, shaking my head in utter disappointment.

"Look, I know you probably hate me now and think I'm a really heartless person, but I truly mean what I say. I really do love-"

Suddenly, I was cut off by Jimin's lips crashing onto mine.

I widened my eyes as my cheeks flushed.

I slowly kissed him back as he placed his hands on my waist, pulling me closer to him.

As we pulled apart, I nervously bit my lower lip.

My heart was beating out of control, and we were both a blushing mess.

"D-Does this mean... you love me again?" I timidly asked, looking up him.

Jimin let out a small laugh.

"When did I ever stop?"

~ The End ~