A Butterfly's Wings | 박지민

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"What?"

"Who is Joonhi?" she repeated.

Tensing up, I clenched my jaw, tearing my eyes away from hers.

"Jimin, we have to talk. Who is she?"

"I'd rather not talk about that." I mentioned, getting up.

Half-way of me getting up is when she smacked the back of my leg. Hard.

"Aish! Chae-eun!" I yelled. Even though my leg stopped hurting about a week ago, the pain didn't subside completely.

"We promised to talk. Sit down." she spat.

Rolling my eyes, I sat down, facing her.

"Alright. I'm sorry. What were you saying?"

She cleared her throat, and placed her hand on mine, the softness of it making my senses go hazy for a split second.

"Is Joonhi....is she your first love?"

Her eyes, her dark eyes bore imto mine, leaving my lips part slightly to answer her question, but nothing came out.

"Jimin?"

"She...she was my first love...but...."

"But?"

The back of my eyes stung as tears pricked them, my mouth trembling, wavering my words.

"Awww, Chim," she said, positioning herself in my lap, caressing my cheek.

Chim.

"She used to call me that." I blurted.

"Who? Joonhi?"

I nodded.

"She..."

"It's okay Jimin, you can tell me."

I nodded again.

"She was my everything."

I told her everything about Joonhi, my parents, what happened to her, my whole past.

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A/N 

Sorry for the short chappy!

-BongBong