"Her brother's not going to be home either, Jimin"

Tae and Yoongi clapped and I felt devastated. Out of a sudden, I don't want them to hurt her. That smile, that happiest and warm hug she shared, that confidence on her face; I don't want to become the suspect who flushes her happiness when I'm the only one who gave her happiness.

"Look," I cut them off. "I'm the player here and I know my game better than any other so, it's better that I roll the dice whenever I feel like it's the time,"

"You're owning all of this, Jimin" Tae snapped.

"We're in this together," Yoongi interrupted. "And...we're here for a reason,"

"But the reason died,"

They switched gazes before looking back at me.

"The reason died 3 years ago, but you were quite determined towards everything we've planned. Now in 3 months, you've changed?"

I remained quiet as I was having chills running down my body.

"It doesn't take long before people chance anyway Taehyung," Yoongi gave me the guilt attack.

"Listen," Tae grabbed my arm. "We made a promise to Kai and until or unless we...." he stopped as he saw that I wasn't willing. "Or maybe I," I looked at him. "Fulfill the promise you made, I won't leave," he yanked my arm causing me to fall on the couch behind me.

"We're going to her house. You wanna come or not?" Yoongi tied his bandana.

I closed my eyes as I don't want to go there because of Yoongi and Taehyung. Whatever they're planning to do will hurt me but....I must go to protect her.

"I'm coming," I wore my jacket before accompanying them in the car.

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"Uhhh why do you guys look like as if you're part of some mafia gang?" She asked as we reached her house.

"There's a cause for everything Hana," Tae walked forward before I placed my arm at the front.

"There's a distance you shall maintain too," I told him before grabbing her hand and walking inside.

Yoongi and Taehyung switched gazes before nodding to eachother slightly and walking behind.

"Your brother's not home?" Yoongi asked her.

"Er no. Oppa always gets late,"

"What's the approximate time he returns?"

"Maybe 12? Or sometimes he returns by 3,"

I closed my eyes as they were taking information from her.

"Why?" I turned around to them. "Why're you so interested in knowing about Namjoon?" I teased them.

"Yeah. Why though?" She asked too and they looked at eachother before smiling to her,

"We just wanted to be at assistance because if you're ev-"

"She doesn't need your fucking help," I was cold and Tae fisted his hand. "I'm alive,"

"Er...come. Let's have dinner," she smiled.

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"Hana....come sit with me for the last time,"

"Last?" She asked.

"Yeah. Who knows? Maybe this moment won't come again," Yoongi smirked.

"I'll pray that it doesn't," I grabbed her hand as she was about to go sit with him. "Here," I pulled her hand and she landed onto the chair beside me.

Yoongi slapped the table that the crockery shifted.

"Tourette?"

"Jimin," Tae called me through gritted teeth. "Can we have a word?"

"Yeah sure. In the car," I shrugged before grabbing a bowl to eat something.

"Okay is there anything going on between you three?"

"We're fine,"

"Oh we just got cooler," Yoongi laughed.

"Uh yeah," she nodded getting a bit suspicious.

"You never told me that you cook also?" He asked and I took the bite all the while staring at him and his intentions.

"We never got the chance to talk that much," she said to Tae and he got the queue.

"From now onwards, we'll talk more frequently." He smiled to her and the bolus got stuck into oesophagus.

"Sure. I'm glad to have friends like you,"

I closed my eyes as I don't want to break her anymore.

"You'll regret,"

Yoongi smirked and I looked at him when her smile disappeared. She looked at me questioningly and I placed my hand onto hers.

"You'll regret keeping a friendship with Taehyung because he's clingy and annoying," I covered it up for her but for Tae and Yoongi, I insulted them.

"You're not eating?"

"Uh I'll eat when Namjoon'll come,"

"What's the reason for him to stay out this late?"

"Work. He's always busy. He never finds time for anyone,"

"I'm sure," Tae smiled.

I coughed because things were getting hard for me and the one's making the situation hard were Tae and Yoongi.

"Jimin?" They called but I just kept looking at the table. I was lost as I realised that I did a big mistake. A huge mistake.

"Are you ok?" Always the same question. I smiled to her before,

"I'm fine," always the same lie.

Internally, I'm breaking apart and I have to make a clear decision. Whether I choose Sewon.....or...or....Hana.

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"You're just a stupid fuck!" Taehyung yelled at me in the car as Yoongi was driving.

"Bro? You're okay right? We're here for Sewon,"

"I know," I shrugged.

"But it didn't look like as if you knew. You were literally sweet talking to her,"

"Yoongi? Ask Tae to shut up. I know how to play my game better,"

"But you-"

"Taehyung, leave it." Yoongi winked at him. I know these two will keep an eye on me for a few days an will observe my behaviour but whatever, as long as she's out of their league I'm alright.

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I entered the house, closing the door behind me and walking to my room when I took three steps back only to find Jk sitting on the couch watching Television.

"Are you watching titanic?" I smirked as I thought to tease the Romeo.

"I won't fight you,"

"Aww sad?" I looked at his face. "She called me to have dinner with her. Delicious were those Lamb Screwers," I laughed and he closed his eyes.

"Brother? You don't have to try anymore. I already took your gem and there's nothing you can do to gain her trust and respect back,"

"Respect and trust," he scoffed. "When crippled, no power can bring it the way it used to be," he sobbed and I got lost.

She trusts me. And If I break it, I'll lose her the same way Sewon......

"I feel it hurting me so, I won't blame you this time." He cried and I looked at him. I started to feel bad for him but...nah.

"Good. It should hurt the way your existence hurt me."

"You're just going to make things more worse right?"

"But it's not my fault your girlfriend wanted to sleep with m-"

"Jimin please!" He hissed closing his eyes. "For once, please just shut up a little,"

"Look-"

"Jungkook? Honey, are you crying?" My mom immediately entered at the spot and I rolled my eyes.

"Mom," he hugged her and I just stared at him crying into my mom's chest.

A flashback reviewed in my eyes/mind, referring to the past. When I was 10 and Jk was eight. Jk always stole my stuff but he stole infront of everyone and they were blinded by it.

We were playing and I wasn't willing to let go of the slide but he pushed me causing me to fall and scrap my knee. I ran and pushed Jk to which he cried an ocean. I had blood oozing out and he only had tears pooling out.

But you guessed it, my mother didn't spare me a look instead just ran to Jk hugging him and consoling him, while I got beaten up by his father for pushing Jk. He stole everything from me especially my mother and my happiness.

"You're a shame Jimin, the biggest mistake I ever made is you,"

"I know," I looked down. You see, in my family I'm a disgrace and shame just because when the day I was born, Jk's younger sister passed away and my birthday never gets celebrated in the Jeon House since his father grieves over her death.

"Now get lost!"

"Mum, I need space. Can you come? I need to talk to you about something," he cried and she followed him upstairs while looking at me as if I forced him to cry.

"Fuck!" I clutched my hair as it angered me. I grabbed my jacket and drove the car back to my studio because this time I was fearful.

Fearful that she might leave me too. Fearful that they will take her away from me. Taehyung, Yoongi, Jungkook---Once again I felt tensed.

I walked into my dance studio and kept the light switched off. I played the cassette that I saved because everything about it reminded me of Sewon.

I took a deep breathe before performing my ballet. Flashbacks of the time, flashed into my mind as I continued with my ballet. Sewon's smile, Sewon's laugh, Sewon's tears, Sewon's letter...

"AHHH!" I shouted before falling onto the vinyl floor, failing to dance: ultimately failing to forget her.

I clutched my hair and a few strands of it, broke from the scalp and appeared before me on my palm. I looked at the blue hair from the moon light and thought about Black.

Disappointed.

Brown.

Regret.

I closed my eyes as my body was aching along with my heart. I don't want to lose her as I lost Sewon. But, this feeling I have is even more greater than I felt for Sewon.

Does this mean that.....Hana's the one?

I teared up as I thought about the mistake I did. I brought my knees to my chest and laid onto the vinyl floor with the memories.

"Sewon," I mumbled as her face appeared before me, she was smiling while looking at me. I extended my hand to touch her face, to pat her cheek but she disappeared.

"I'm sorry," I cried and after a while, I felt her place her hand into my hair just like the old times.

"I'm proud of you," she smiled to me and I smiled back to her just watching her pet my hair for me.

She disappeared and I shook my thoughts before looking at the clock and it was late. Quite late.

"Need to go home now,"

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"Did you....did you miss something?" Hana asked as I just made my way to her.

"Missed someone," I shrugged before entering and she closed the door behind.

"Jimin? Is there anything wrong?"

"Everything is wrong Hana," I zoomed out knowing that I came here to spend a platonic night with her just so that Tae and Yoongi can't harm her.

"What happened?"

"Namjoon's not home?"

"Oppa? No,"

"Then you didn't have dinner right?"

"I just had. He texted me that he won't be available for the night,"

"Oh," I licked my lips as I felt nervous around her. Why?

"It's quite late though. You should go home,"

"Home," I scoffed. "The worst feeling,"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it's one of the worst feeling when I'm in my own house and I feel like I need to go to home," I sighed and she placed a hand on my shoulder.

"What's wrong?" She seemed concerned.

"Are you worried?"

"Ofcourse!" She didn't hesitate and I blushed knowing she was worried for me. "Let's-" her phone rang and it was Jk calling her.

I rolled my eyes when she looked at me, maybe asking if she should pick up. She knows I get annoyed when he interrupts so, she cancelled the call.

I looked at her and she smiled to me. "Let's talk?"

"Would love to," I smiled and then again Jk called her but she powered her phone off. "Why aren't you picking up?"

"High standards," I chuckled as he flipped her hair. "Someone told me I'm so worthy and deserving alongwith beauty. So, I go for classy people now," she joked and I couldn't resist so I leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

I chuckled as I saw her getting red second by second. "You're cute too,"

"Uh er....t-thanks," I bit her lip and I turned my head to the other side as I was blushing.

"Hana,"

"Hmm?"

"C-can...."

"Yes?"

"C-can you....hug..m-me?"

"Hug but J-" I cut her off with a hug.

"Please, I need to know where my home is," I muttered and she gladly wrapped her arms around me too.

To be honest, it felt so so nice. The feeling I felt was long gone but it came back the moment our bodies collided. What was it? The spark I had with Sewon wasn't even close to the spark I had with Hana.

There was a moment of silence when she cleared her throat and backed up.

"Um....it's getting late, you sho-"

"I'm staying," I rubbed my nape and she stopped.

"Jimin," she chuckled nervously. "Y-Y'know-"

"I promise I'll leave if you'll feel uncomfortable,"

We had a staring session for about approximately 7 seconds before she smiled and nodded.

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My hair blew back as I stood before the window, letting the smell of mud and rain fill my nostrils, wind blowing, curtains flailing in front with thunder clapping the sky: the rain hammering against the perky ground.

"Here," I peeked at her. "Have some coffee, it's cold," she smiled and I took the mug from her. Her eyes in the moon light glistened as she sipped the coffee.

"It's going to get cold," she pointed and I nodded before sipping it.

"So," I looked at her. "What made you bring here?" She asked and I sighed,

"Wanted to find home,"

"Home? Here?"

"Nope," I shook my head. "In your arms." I was breaking and her smile dropped. "I don't know why but suddenly my home went from a place to your arms,"

There was a moment of silence before she bursted out laughing. "Your pick up lines are damn. Like, If I want to set someone with me I'll immediately come to you,"

"Love is a waste of time though. It's boring,"

"Boring?" She repeated.

"Ahan. Like, you've to lost alot just to love a piece of shit,"

"Jimin," she loudly called. "Don't say that. Love is serene and blissful too." She smiled and I scoffed before sipping.

"Wait," she stood straight. "You're saying as if you've experienced love. Did you ever love some-- Oh no YES!" She practically yelled and I flinched.

"You're a bad guy so that means you fell in love then the girl was tricky but your pickup lines helped her to fall in love with you!"

"Hana," I chuckled. "That's so not close to reality,"

"That's what novels say,"

"Stop reading crap,"

"Hmm,"

Silence before,

"By the way, you write?"

"Only....imaginary stuff,"

"On Jungkook?" I inquired and she looked at me before gulping.

"Used to but now it's over,"

"Over?"

"Yeah like I don't write anymore. People just make fun of my imagination,"

"I don't and I'm people"

"Haha Jimin," she tugged my arm and I leaned down to look at her.

"Write something about me too,"

"Like what? I know Jk alot and that's why I chose him the character and besides he had Valerie by his side so I knew whom to make the villain," I sighed before standing upright again.

"Once you know my story I'm sure you'll have plenty of stuff to write and think,"

"Do tell. I'm interested," I instantly looked at her.

"You're what?"

"I'm interested in listening. Go on now..." for the first time I heard someone say that except for Tae and Yoongi. Sewon never asked me what my pain was, she just shared her own.

"It's long,"

"We've the whole night," she raised her brow and I chuckled before,

"I was 5 when my mother took a divorce from my father just because she was in love with Jk's father and yes, Jk was three. I had a huge impact due to the fact that I was in my mother's custody. Jk's father is rich which you obviously know-"

"What happened to his mother?"

"She passed away while giving birth to Jk's younger sister,"

"Oh,"

"The thing is that Jk's mother was pregnant at the time his father was in a affair with my mother. People can love two people at the same time right Hana?"

"Hm? Maybe....but first love can't be replaced by the second until or unless there was no betrayal,"

"Hmm.....13th October, the day I was born and the day his wife passed away giving birth to his daughter. Jk and me both were young but his father grieved over Siera's (Jk's mother) death since she was the one he loved. Now Jk was young and my mom was desperate, so he agreed to marry her only if she promises to take care of Jk,"

"And she did," I nodded.

"But at that time my life changed. Jk's Dad hated me just because I was the flesh and blood of another man. Jk, on the other hand, hated me too but liked me mother since she preferred him over me. I didn't like to live with them and I complained too about it, but they didn't listen. I still remember I used to get beaten by his father just because Jk always lied about me bullying him,"

"Jungkook?"

"People aren't what they seem to be Hana," I looked at her trying to control my tears.

"My mother never stopped Jk from hitting me or getting me into trouble but she always blamed me. If it was my fault, it was my bloody fault. And if it was his fault, it was again my fault."

"But she's your mother-"

"Fuck her!" I punched the frame. "Don't you see, Love is disgusting. I loved her,"

She remained quiet before I began,

"I loved her with all my heart Hana. I used to take every beating and punishment wholeheartedly just because I trusted her that my mother can't be wrong. But as I grew up, I realised that I was treated badly. Even till now," I stopped before taking a deep breath, "....if me and Jk argue, she takes Jk's side. And if we fight she cries and begs us to stop to which he doesnot but I do,"

"Jimin,"

"I really do. Her tears make me weak. Love hurts and disappoints." I closed my eyes as a tear dropped down my cheek.

"Jimin, you still love her-"

"I fucking don't!" I punched the door of the window..

"If you still cry about it, it matters to you then,"

"I'm not crying. These are tears of regret,"

"Don't-"

"Shit I'm teary, I hate tears," i chuckled before wiping the tears and she shook her head.

"Real men cry, Jimin. It's okay to let it all out," she smiled. "Trust me,"

I licked my lips before looking back at the moon.

"I changed after all of this happened. If I misbehave it's because of her. I hate that family. Jk stole everyone from me. My mom, my childhood, my fantasies, my everything and I'm afraid to-" I stopped as I looked at her who was listening intently. "....I'm afraid that he'll steal the girl I love now," i closed my eyes as I said that.

"You love someone?"

"Perhaps,"

"Who's she? Is she from our college?"

"She doesn't know about her secret admirer-"

"Then confess!" She exclaimed and I just recalled the time spent with Sewon.

"Until or unless I'm sure she loves me, I won't. She just gives me these beautiful feelings-"

"Butterflies eh?" She smirked.

"Yeah. But the hugs I share with her gives me the feeling that s** never gave,"

"Aww it's so cute for playboy to say something like that," she placed her hands on her chest dramatically sighing while I just rolled my eyes.

"Not a playboy without a cause y'know,"

"You have a story behind your story to be a playboy?"

"Actually, mental satisfaction and emotional satisfaction were absent in my life as I grew up and then I met you, Jk's friend so, teasing you was the best option,"

"Seriously?" She pursed her lips.

"Yeah. Two reasons; number one: you were Jk's friend who I hate, and number two: your reactions were legit so, it was fun to tease you and it kind of gave me mental satisfaction too-"

"You loved seeing me cry?"

"Loved seeing Jk get embarassed,"

"And for emotional satisfaction you had sex?"

"No! I never involved my emotional self into sex."

"Then why did you start to make love with everyone-"

"Hana," my eyes widened. "Make love? Are you dumb? I just fucked there's a difference?"

"Really?"

"Yeah. And not that I fucked them without their consent. It was mutual if either one felt uncomfortable, I'd leave but I never forced anyone."

"Wait wait, so after termination you were mad at me so started to fuck?" She asked and I kept the silence. "Tell me,"

"No," I shook my head.

"Liar-"

"I never lied. I maybe a bad boy, fuck boy, playboy, a bastard and a retard but I never ever lied. Especially from good people. I'm always honest unlike Jk,"

"Then? When did you start to fuck?" She asked and I looked outside the window. I felt nervous and sweaty. Chills were running down my body and I closed my eyes before shivering. It was as if I was phobic to it.

"Are you alright?" She asked and I nodded before licking my lips.

"B-because of...of..."

"Oh wait is he that Kai dude?"

"How do you know him?"

"I saw his ID on your phone. And I also saw your pictures with him in your gallery. Also Taehyung told me about him too that how close your four are-"

"Don't listen to Tae," she stopped talking before gulping, "....sure Kai got us into stuff like that but I made a positive consent too." I thought to not let her know. At least, not right now.

"It just gave me satisfaction that's all. I never made love or anything like that. That's garbage,"

"Oh....satisfaction?" She repeated. "Aaaand does that mean you had green hair colour at that time?"

I chuckled before looking at her, " wow you really do listen,"

"Tell na. Did you?"

"Indeed," I chuckled as she flaunted about her intelligence. "You were asking about natural colours so, let me tell you that I had black at the time when my mum betrayed me,"

"That's why black gives you bad memories?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "Never want to opt it again,"

"What's the story about brown?"

"Sewon," I whispered to myself closing my eyes, and gripping the wooden frame of the window.

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