Wow can't believe there's 30 parts already. Also I have a vmin fanfic in my drafts so yeah... that'll be posted in the future.

Jimin's POV

"Namjinnie, wait up!" I called, running after the said duo.

"Namjinnie?" Joonie questioned.

"Yeah, Namjinnie. Namjoon and seokjin!" I squealed.

His mouth made an 'o' shape before he let out a laugh.

"That's cute," Jin said, ruffling my hair.

"It is..."' Joon whispered, rubbing the back of Jin's hand.

"HOLY SHIT. NAMJINNIE'S REAL!" I screamed.

"Yah! No swearing," Jin warned.

"Sorry..." I mumbled.

"It's okay. Just don't do it again," he chuckled.

"Yeah, Okay..." I sighed, thinking that if he knew what I did to Tae, I wouldn't be walking.

"Where's Tae?" Joon asked.

"Um... to be honest, I don't even know. I believe he went to another party or something," I sighed.

"It's okay, kid. He'll be here next time. He's really missing out," Jin winked.

"Yeah, hopefully..." I whispered, missing the boy I call mine.

"Anyways... lets keep going," Joon said.

"To my place we go!" I yelled.

I'm starting to warm up to these kids.

"Hello, boys! Are these your friends, Chim?" My mother asked.

"Yep!" I grinned, knowing that she'll be happy for me.

"That's great, hunny. Where's Tae?" She asked.

"He won't be coming over tonight. He's busy," I said.

"That's too bad. Next time you see him, tell him I say hi," she said.

"Okay. Well I'll be upstairs with them," I said, pushing the boys up the stairs.

"So, that's my mom," I sighed, huffing a laugh.

"She's pretty cool," Joon said and Jin nodded.

"Yeah..."

"What are those!" Jin almost squealed, looking at the pictures spread out on my desk.

"Just pictures of Tae and I," I sighed.

"They're so cute!" Jin said.

"Thanks," I chuckled. "I was planning on making a collage on my wall tonight."

"Let's do it now!"

"Okay..." I giggled.

We grabbed the pictures and some blue tacky stuff and started sticking them onto the wall.

When I looked at the final product, I was in awe.

It was a heart.

Right above my bed.

There were all types of pictures.

Some silly.

Some cute.

Some crazy.

Some serious.

But my favorite type of picture is the ones with him.

This may sound cheesy, but he is the pepperoni to my pizza. (That wasn't intended)

The spring to my step.

The pencil to my paper.

He completes me.

And I'm so happy that I met him.

We may be totally different, but that's what brings us closer.

It makes us fight.

Fight to be able to be us.

Be together.

I'm so in love it's not even funny.

I know we're only young, but I can't see myself having a future without him.

Because he is my future, along with my present.

Without him I'm nothing.

And I learned that recently.

I want you here, Tae.

I want to hold you.

Kiss you.

Tell you how perfect you are.

Because I don't know if you know that.

I wish I could be as perfect as you.

Your laugh is perfect.

Your smile is perfect.

Your eyes are perfect.

Your voice is perfect.

Your nose is perfect.

Your hair is perfect.

You are perfect.

And I can't believe I have someone as perfect as you.

So please, Tae. Come home.

NOT EDITED

(A/N. Can I be as perfect as Tae? Probably not;( also this is another sucky update but here)