THE QUIET.

|twenty six

"jimin..."

"hm?"

"thank you for meeting with me." he sighed looking down.

"it's whatever." i answered kicking my legs out to make the swing i was sitting on move.

we were currently at a random park close to my house.

jungkook wanted to meet.

despite him being half of my heart ache,

i agreed.

before this whole thing happened,

he was my best friend after all.

"i really want you to know that i am a fucking piece of shit. if any of us should die, it should be me."

i looked down at my black converse,

not knowing exactly how to reply.

"it's not your fault yoongi's a piece of shit. he told me a few weeks ago that you liked someone else, you were just trying to figure out your sexuality with him. i don't blame you." jungkook looked over at me because of the response.

he laughed bitterly.

"just hearing you say that makes me feel even worse."

"look." i sighed.

i'm probably a mess for saying this to him after everything that happened,

but whatever.

"i know i'll never forgive you for this, because whenever i close my eyes i can still imagine the two of you kissing, but i will forget, so we might as well just do it right now even if it's not possible."

jungkook looked at me in surprise.

"you're kidding right?"

"no."

"i love you, park jimin." the boy got up from the swing and stood in front of me,

making me stop.

"hate you too, jeon jeongguk."

"also, don't you mean you'll forgive but won't forget?"

"no, you fucking idiot." he smiled, ignoring my curses.

jungkook hugged me tightly.

god,

i missed this.