Jimin's pov 

"I think I'm in love with you." 

I felt like I was on cloud nine. I couldn't believe the words that just left his mouth. "Say it again." He looked me in the eyes and caressed my cheek. 

"I love you Park Jimin." I held his face with my hands and pressed my own lips onto his. I would never get tired of the feeling. I pulled away and looked at him.

"I love you, too." His boxy grin appeared on his face. He hugged me tightly followed by another short kiss. 

I had been waiting my entire life to hear him say those three words and finally it came.

Even though I was his boyfriend, it wasn't enough. I wanted Taehyung to know just how much I really loved him. I wanted to have a chance to express my love to him.

"Tayehyung.." I met eyes with the younger. His phone rang. "Hold on a second, love." I blushed and looked away nodding. He spoke with the person on the other line. 

I watched his calm expression form an irritated face as he spoke. He hung up in frustration. "I'm sorry, I have to go. See you tomorrow?" I nodded and got up to walk him out. "See you tomorrow." I gave him a peck and watched him drive off. 

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Taehyung's pov 

I was on my way back home. My mother was mad at an inhuman level. I reached my childhood home. 

I opened my front door feeling nervous. What would my mother say? What would she do? Would she start beating me again?

"Taehyung." My mother was sitting on the couch with a glass of wine in her hand. "I know what you're doing. Break up with Jimin immediately." She ordered. I shook my head refusing to listen. 

"He's going to break your heart Taehyung. He's going to cheat on you with that Jungkook kid." I listened to what she said. I wasn't blind, I noticed how close Jimin ans Jungkook had gotten.

"And, my son isn't gay, right?" He walked over to me softly stroking the back of my head. I didn't know what to think anymore. I was just so tired of it. So tired of everything. I wanted to run away somewhere so I could be alone with my thoughts. 

"Do you want some water? You look a little pale." She walked into the kitchen returning with a glass. I drank it down feeling thirsty. I expected my face to cool down, but it was the exact opposite. My face felt hot like it was burning. I felt like my body was slowly melting away into a black liquid like tar. My legs felt wobbly and my knees buckled making me drop to the ground. I tried keeping my eyes open, but unfortunately blacked out . The last thing I saw was my mother smirking. "Night, night Taehyung."

I sat upright as soon as I woke up. "You're awake! Are you okay?" I looked to find Jimin sitting next to me. His eyes were filled with worry and guilt. I was in a room that I recognized as Jimin's bedroom. 

"W-what? But how? What happened?" I questioned everything hesitant to believe it was real. "You fainted remeber?" I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. I was completely aware of the dream I had. 

When? I wondered. I looked at Jimin and noticed his orange hair. So it couldn't have been too long ago. 

My dream played in head my head continuously. "Jimin?" I was scared how the older would react, but I couldn't hold it in anymore. "Yes, love?" I gulped. "You know I love you, and I know you love me.." Jimin held my hand and kissed it gently giving me a million butterflies. 

"I would love to be in a relationship with you, but right now I just can't." Jimin looked at me with slight disappointment in his face. He squeezed my hand. "Anything for you, love." He kissed me hand again. "Let's do this without a label for a while." I say earning a weak smile from Jimin. 

He was being so strong for me.

"Okay." He smiled a bittersweet smile that would be forever imprinted in my mind. "I'll be out of town for a bit." Jimin sighed. "How long?" The truth was I didn't really know or have a plan at all.  "Just until I get a few things sorted out." I say. "Promise you'll still love me when you get back?" Jimin stuck out his cute tiny pinkie finger. "I promise." I laughed crossing my pinkie with his. 

"I love you "

"I love you, too Taehyung."

-

I left the next day not wanting to stick around any longer. Being rich, I booked a first class flight to Italy. I packed a light bag and set off.

Jimin's pov 

I got a text message from Taehyung this morning saying he left already. I threw myself on my bed feeling lonelier than ever. I started crying.

Again.

"Jiminie~ there's no reason to cry. He'll be back soon." Yoongi walked into my room. 

I tried believing him but no one really knew when he would be back.

I definitely didn't know that I wouldn't see him for a year.

Short chapter. Sorry. 😞 

4. What are you proud of?

I'm proud of bts

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