Chapter 14: The Games You Play

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           Jungkook's eyes were still blown wide as he gawked down at the call ended. “No… No… Why does he suddenly have to leave me? He's not hurting me!” Jungkook complained and laid back over the bed, feeling empty since his friendship with Jimin just ended in seconds with only the last sentence Jimin said; haunted him. “Don't… Follow me or else you'll end up in my arms… With no escape.” Jungkook repeated and frowned. “What's that supposed to mean? He's not a bad guy… Is he?” Complained the boy as he turned over and hugged a pillow closer to his body gently. “Jimin doesn't want to hurt me… But he just did! I don't get it… Is he hiding something from me? I have no way to contact him without my phone… I can call him from another phone now.”

         Jungkook was confused and desperate for Park Jimin. He couldn't accept the fact that the older just chose to leave him so suddenly. Jungkook didn't see Jimin as a friend now, more like a love interest. So, it hurt more when he suddenly got up and left. Jungkook felt so low now. He wanted to talk to Jimin but every little voice in his head told him not to. The positive voices told him to move on, the negative voices told him to forget him. None of them told him to chase after Jimin, and like a naive little boy; that's all he ever wanted. His heart was filled with hope of having Jimin and throughout the two weeks they've known each other already, it was unexpectedly brought to an end.

          “I… I just wanted to be by his side forever… Is that too much to ask? Did I make it obvious that I liked him? Did I scare him away?” Jungkook complained and as he went back onto his gallery to look over the only picture he had of Jimin, his eyes locked onto a file that had saved photos from the tutoring website. Right off the bat, Jungkook suddenly tapped onto the file that had the name “TutorDM-pictures//videos” This was a file that saved many pictures or videos sent through the tutoring website and to the tutors. Jungkook then tilted his head to see many pictures of himself exposed before the camera. His eyes widened after looking over the video of himself moaning Jimin's name and due to the file these pictures were saved under, it seemed as if Jungkook sent them to Jimin.

           “N-NO!” Jungkook shouted and tossed his phone to the edge of the bed, almost throwing it onto the ground. “No, No, No! No wonder he doesn't want to talk to me! SOMEONE KILL ME!” Jungkook shouted and cupped his face in silence. “I have my first crush on a man and I suddenly blew it! I knew I shouldn't have drank any Soju and beer…” Jungkook then started to cry to himself as he laid face planted over the mattress. “He's straight… I bet he has a girlfriend too or maybe he's so disgusted and uncomfortable, he doesn't want anything to do with me anymore… Oh why did I have to go out and drink?! I lost Jimin! I'll never see him again and he's the one I wanted so badly… it's all my fault!” Jungkook cried.

            The boy cried, removing his glasses and then throwing his face against the pillow. The boy sobbed to himself and refused to get up even once. It was like his heart shattered after Jimin walked out of it and all he felt at that moment was emptiness. He truly invested so much time, so much thought, and focus into Jimin, that now, he no longer had the man in his life. Jungkook wanted Jimin, but seeing him leave, just made Jungkook feel horrible. “I-I don't even want to go to class now. I quit everything! I won't be able to understand it without Jimin… I don't want any other tutor… I need him…” Jungkook complained to himself as he laid there with his glasses in his hands. The young student had plans to stay home since he was having his hangover and was in no good condition to go to school. But as he laid there, his phone began to ring.

         “J-Jimin!” Jungkook desperately sat up as a wave of pain hurdled over his head as soon as he reached for his phone. “P-Please come back!” Jungkook thought and didn't bother to read the caller ID as soon as he answered. “Hello?! Jimin! I'm sorry!”

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