Boyfriend | Yoominseok

~* Eight - Flashback *~

Jimin's POV (a few weeks earlier)

I shoved my hand in the pocket of my shorts. I fiddled with what lay inside. The pockets were deep and I never really cleaned them out. It was nice to fidget with what was inside, even if I didn't know what they were.

I suddenly felt the weight of the world fall back on me. I remembered why I had lied to Yoongi this morning. I wasn't just tired. I remembered why I hadn't slept.

A small box fell into my hand. I remembered the plan. The small ring that lay inside was made for Yoongi. I had planned it all so long before we moved to propose right now. On the beach, one of Yoongi's favorite places.

But I can't do that anymore. If I do, I might never be happy. Because Yoongi might not be right for me. Because I'm crying someone else's tears. Because this whole thing might turn out to be one big lie.

"Hey," Yoongi said. "What's wrong, sweetie?"

I sighed. Tell him. Tell him you love him. No. Tell him you're crying someone else's tears. No! Propose. NO! "It's just so different. Everything's changing. I don't know if I like it."

Yoongi smiled. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what happens."