jeongguk,

nothing hurts more than the fact that

if the word were to end in five minutes,

i'd call to tell you that i love you.

however, if i did, the line would be busy.

because you'd be on the phone,

with someone else.

-from, jimin.

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"ji-" jeongguk muttered; he wasn't ready for this. a few days ago, jimin hated his guts. now, they were too close to comfort. taehyung had shoved them both into a closet, since jimin was leaving tomorrow. jeongguk sighed, though slightly since he'd make the air warmer by doing so. "i'm sorry."

"no, no, it's okay." he faked a smile, and jeongguk just smiled back, although bitterly. "i'll miss you, jungkook."

jungkook.

"i-i know,"

jeongguk's throat goes dry.

"a-and i'll miss you t-too."

his voice finally breaks, and tears start spilling out of his eyes. he tries to blink them back, but it doesn't work.

jimin wipes them away.

"no, it's okay."

he shakes his head.

"don't miss me! it's fine, i'm fine, you're fine, everything's fine."

"but..." jeongguk whispers. "i'll be away...no, you will, and we're friends now. what am i supposed to do?"

"we can work something out, we can skype?"

jeongguk smiles at that idea.

"sure."

taehyung stares at them from the door.

"you only care about him once he's going..."

he whispers to himself,

because nobody's going to listen to him.