"where are you taking me to?" you ask him while he drags you to a world.
a world where you'll love and regret for the rest of your life
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the mixture of the warm and cold breeze makes your whole body heat up but in a good way, it's been a while since you last had this peaceful moment, alone.
These days have been making you very very busy to the point where you forgot the word
rest
you close your eyes and make a line on your lips, you intertwined your arms against your chest, and your feet tip-toeing upwards, feeling the warm breeze hit you as you feel it comforting in your chest.
your playlist starts playing on your AirPods, the music isn't that loud so you could still hear the wind wooshing.
music has always been your center of attention and sometimes you also use music to represent what you feel, or if you want to listen to a song, you'd prefer the one that matches your mood to make it even better.
"I never knew you could be this small even by tip-toeing" a voice laughs on your side.
you instantly widen your eyes at the sudden voice coming from beside you, and you quickly flinch to see someone you've been longing to see again.
Jimin
"Oh my god! You frightened me!" you said shockingly.
he laughs loudly, he throws his head to the back and his laugh is like a melody to your ears.
You observe his look for today, he is currently wearing an oversized grey hoodie and wearing his hood, with some casual black skinny jeans, and his hair is messed up.
"where the hell did you come from?" you ask shockingly again.
"I was walking down in the neighborhood up until I saw you here," he says.
"Are you stalking me?" you amusingly ask.
"bold of you to assume that, I live very near you" he shoots back.
so he has this funny and cheeky side of him, so you gave it a try.
"well how am I supposed to know?" you grumbled, tilting your head at him and giving him a questionable look.
"Because you are a pabo" he teasingly mocks you.
you widen your mouth at his reply and shot back at him.
"Hey, I'm not a pabo!" you fought back.
he stares at you and smiles, his squinty eyes are capturing your heart, and his crooked teeth showing which makes his smile even cuter and childish but in a good way, his fluffy hair is starting to get messed up because of the strong wind.
"and I believe that this must be yours" he takes something from his pocket.
your phone.
You instantly freak out and snatched your phone from him.
"not even a thank you?" he mumbles with a pout.
you stare at him with curious eyes.
"w-where did you get this?" you asked.
"or did you steal this?" you raise an eyebrow
"don't you remember a single thing or is your head peanut sized?" he mocks you.
you got speechless and stared straightly at the small road in front of the both of you, your thoughts start running, thinking of what happened yesterday.
you were drinking with Dahyun and your friends.
"Nah, you really don't remember, don't you?" he teases you with a smile.
You admit he's irritating sometimes but his smile brings good vibes more than making you feel annoyed and stressed because of his attitude, his beam does remove the stress from your body.
his cold hands hold your wrist and you wince in pain, his touch is super light and warm but you immediately felt pain.
"you see this bruise on your wrist?" he asks while looking straight into your eyes.
you stare at him back, not answering his question but you start to think.
"you're not blind aren't you?" he bends down to your position.
"Yah! I'm trying to remember" you fought back.
he gently holds your wrist, but not too tight where it could worsen your bruise, but instead, he lands it on his cold palm and starts to caress it.
his touch
is the warmest thing you could ever feel.
"your friend made you drink lots of alcohol to the point where you were already unconscious of what is happening around you, he took advantage of your current state and brought you to a hotel on the next road beside the bar you were in and you know what his intention was" he answers confidently.
your stomach dropped while he was explaining everything to you, and after a second, you feel numb and cold.
"f-friend?" you whispered.
he nods his head at you while still holding your hand with both of his hands, you gulped your saliva.
you already know who that "friend" is.
Jake
your heart started to beat faster and faster, to the point where it's even possible for it to skip a beat, the person who you treated like a brother more than a friend, could possibly do this to you.
"w-what happened next? w-why did I woke up in my room then?" you ask in a curious tone.
he takes a deep breath, shutting his eyes close and lubricating his lips.
he explained to you everything that he has witnessed and the things Jake wanted to do with you, but thanks to Jimin, his aim didn't go well as planned.
you couldn't answer Jimin back while he stated everything, you feel used, betrayed, hurt, mad, sick, and tired, the universe isn't letting you breathe even a second, you start to feel tears going down to you cheeks.
"hush, don't cry" he places his palm on your rose tinted cheeks, he wipes the tear off with his thumb.
you close both of your eyes making your tears shower down a lot more, he pulls you into a tight and warm hug, you bury your head against the side of his hard chest, his hoodie starts getting wetter and wetter and you feel ashamed of that so you tried to back out but he wraps his arms around your neck to stop you.
"I'm sorry, I'm a crying mess" you mumbled, he beams a smile and caresses your long curly hair.
"it's okay, let it all out" he mutters.
you look up to his height and he looks down at you with a smile, reassuring you that it's completely okay to let it all out rather than keeping it in, it's been a long time since the last time you broke down in front of someone.
"Thank you, Jimin" you show him a little smile.
"call me chimchim for the better" he says confidently, you laugh at him.
