Taehyung's Point of View.

After what happened to me earlier at the hospital, we went home as soon as I woke up. I can still feel my heart tumbling in my chest as if it wants to get out of my chest and my body. No, it will never happen.

"Taehyungie, you need to move in with your brother." Mom said when we entered my apartment. I looked at her as if I'm being insulted and offended.

"But Mom, I don't want to. I wanna stay here in my apartment." I walked up to the sofa and sat on it. "And no, I don't want to tell this to Jimin."

My mom sighed, sitting next to me. "Fine. Just promise me to take care of yourself. When you wake up, have a walk every morning, and then eat breakfast. What do you eat for breakfast, lunch, and dinner?"

I looked down, "Instant food."

"See? That's unhealthy. If you were at your brother's, he would take care of you. He will give you healthy food, you know he's a cook." she said, and it sounds like she's really trying to convince me to move into my brother's.

"Mom, you make it sound like if I didn't move into Seokjin hyung's, I'd die. I won't, Mom. It's just arrhythmia—"

"What do you mean it's just arrhythmia? Your heart doesn't beat normally, do you think that's good? It's worse than palpitation after drinking a cup of coffee." Well, I don't drink coffee. And she has a point.

Sometimes when it's too cold in the middle of the night, I would wake up and my heart would beat rapidly, my knees and hands would be shaking and I couldn't breathe. I just cry until my breathing will be back to normal.

"I will take care of myself, don't worry, Mom." I gave her a reassuring smile. She smiled back and rubbed my back.

"I'll go home now." she says and stands up from the sofa. "And please, learn how to cook. Don't just eat instant food or buy online." I chuckle at that.

"Okay, okay, Mom." She nods and walks to the doorway. When she opens the door, a certain guy is standing outside my apartment.

"Jimin?" I suddenly blush.

"Oh, you are Jimin?" Mom asks, happily pointing at him. "Nice to finally meet you! I'm Taehyung's mother." That made me stood up from the sofa.

Jimin smiles a bit and bows, "Nice to meet you, too, Mrs. Kim."

"Mom, I thought you're going home?"

"Yes, yes I am, son." She laughs and taps Jimin's arm lightly, "Take care of him, alright?"

Jimin creases his forehead a bit but nods afterwards, "I will, Mrs. Kim."

"Aish! Just call me auntie." I put my palm on my forehead and closes my eyes quickly before looking at them again.

"Oh, okay auntie. Uhm, take care too!"

I suddenly grasp Jimin's arm and pull him inside. "Mom!" I call and she just laughs.

"Fine, I'll be going now. Take care, baby. I love you!" She made a flying kiss to me before walking out of my apartment.

I sigh and close the door. "Hi, Jimin. Sorry about that." I give him an awkward smile. Heck!

He laughs softly, "It's okay." he smiles. "Wow! Your mom is so pretty. Just like you."

What? What did he say?

"Me?" I point at myself, "Pretty?"

He nods, "Yes, you're pretty."

I bite my lower lip to hide my smile due to blushing. I hate that Jimin just voices out whatever what's in his mind.

"Uhm," I clear my throat. "W-what are you doing here? I'm glad you remembered where do I live."

"Yeah, I tried my best to remember your apartment number. Took me few days." he grins. I laugh at that.

"That's good."

"Uhm, Tae," He suddenly scratches the top of his head, "Why didn't you visit me yesterday and today?"

I smile. Did he miss me? "Just needed to do something with my mom. Why? Did you miss me?" I smirk a bit.

He shyly nods, "Yes."

There he goes again, making my heart explode inside my ribs. I'm not going to be surprised if it literally comes out of my chest from beating so, so fast.

"Really, huh?" I tried to keep my cool. He can't see me breakdown from blushing so hard.

He explore the whole surroundings using his eyes and he starts walking to the kitchen. Then he comes back here in the living room. "Your apartment is better than me. Except that your dining table is only suitable for two persons."

I chuckle. What should I use a big dining table for if I'm living alone? "Thank you. And I don't need a big table, I live alone, Jimin."

Jimin glances at me, "I know."

"Why do you have big table if you're living alone? Also, you have so many utensils and plates. So much for a person who lives alone." I suddenly ask as I sat on the sofa. I couldn't help it, I'm curious since I noticed it, but didn't bother to ask before.

He shrugs his shoulders and sat beside me, "My aunt bought that for me. Actually, my aunt bought the whole apartment for me, including the furniture and appliances."

Wow. "We're same, except it's my mom who bought the apartment for me. She rarely visits our house because she technically lives at the home for the aged, she's a nurse there, so he bought me an apartment." He only nods. "Wait, where are your parents?" I ask again.

"They passed away already."

I gasp, "I'm sorry, Jimin."

He chuckles, "It's okay." He then bites his lower lip. "Uhm... can I stay here?"

I smile widely, "Yes! Yes, you can."

×××

We enter a convenience store nearby the apartment building to buy some snacks for our movie. I'd say it's a date but for him, it would be a friendly movie night.

"Good evening, sir." the security guard greets us and we just smile.

When I look at the counter, I was shocked to see Jungkook by the cash register. I didn't know he works here.

"Hey, Jungkook!" I greet him, pulling Jimin towards the counter. "I didn't know you work here."

"Hello, Taehyung hyung! Yes, I work here at night shift." he replies.

"You work here?" Jimin exclaims, eyes are widen. Why didn't he know that Jungkook works here if they're friends?

Jungkook looks at Jimin at nods at him, "Yes, Jimin hyung, I work here. You already know about it. You used to come here before and sometimes, we'd talk when I'm not busy."

"Ah!" Jimin nods several times, "I must've forgotten. I'm sorry." he scratches his head.

Jungkook chuckles, "It's okay, hyung. You gotta work out your nervous system too, besides your body, huh?" I laugh at that.

So, Jimin does work out his body. Wow!

"Ah, Jungkook, we'll be right back, we're just gonna get some snacks." I tell the youngest and he just nods.

We get some pringles, cheetos, root beers and banana milks. Jimin suggested to get two bottles of soju, but I guess they are just for himself, and since he's the one paying, I let him.

I'm holding the cylinder box of pringles, pack of cheetos and the root beers, while he's holding the banana milks and his bottles of soju.

We fall in line at Jungkook's counter and when it's our turn, we put down the snacks and drinks that we got.

"For a movie date?" Jungkook asks, smiling, while scanning the snacks one by one.

"No, not a date." Jimin shakes his head, "Just a simple movie night."

Not a date. Simple movie night. Okay, I get it. He doesn't want it to be called a date even though for me, it looks like that.

Jungkook is now scanning the drinks. After that, he puts them in plastic bags. I grab them while Jimin pays.

"See you soon, Jungkook!" I wave at him and he waves back.

We exit the convenience store and walk to the apartment building.

"Jimin," I call him as we walk inside. "Are you sure you're staying in my apartment?"

He glances at me and nods, "Yes, 'cause I miss you."

I just smile. He didn't have to say that he misses me. He's making my heart shake.
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A/N

short update again, sorry :((