Love Language [A Park Jimin FF]

이십 (Twenty) - J

~ 이십 (Twenty) - J ~

Patting Taehyung's back rhythmically, I watch him sleep peacefully beside me on the bed as I let out a sigh of relief, knowing that he was finally getting proper rest he needed.

From the moment I had dragged him into the room, he couldn't stop crying and apologising for all that he had said last night. Seeing him in such a state while hearing him constantly made my own heart clench with guilt and remorse as I couldn't help but let my own tears fall.

"I didn't mean to bring her in, I really didn't. I didn't mean to compare." He kept saying as I just hugged him tightly.

"Taehyungie ah, it's my fault okay? I didn't mean to disregard your feelings that way, it's all my fault, please don't cry." I responded back softly while tears rolled down my own cheeks.

My precious Taehyung, my one and only friend who was the same age as me, who I knew I could always count on, my eternal soulmate. While it was normal for us to always bicker and fight, last night was a fight that neither of us wished to have for it only brought us both pain and sadness.

My tears must have dripped onto his sleeve while I hugged him, because he suddenly pulls away, holding me by the shoulders as he stares at me with wide red eyes.

"Jimin ah, why are you crying?"

"Because it's my fault that I've hurt you so badly."

"No, I'm the one who has hurt you badly! Stop crying!"

"You stop crying first!"

"Why should I stop when it's my fault?"

"But it's my fault too!" I argued back, both of us still teary-eyed as we burst out laughing at how stupid this argument had become. He gently punches me on the chest before he breaks into a small smile.

"Fine, I'll stop crying now if you'll stop as well."

"It's a deal."

"Well, stop crying already!" He points out now as I huffed.

"I'm trying! It's not like I have water taps for my eyes!!" I whined as he giggles.

And when we had both finally calmed down from our crying fiasco, Taehyung yawns quietly as I persuaded him to get some sleep. He asks if I could hold him to sleep, which I agreed to do as promised.

Watching him sleep now, I couldn't help but think about the fight last night, sighing quietly with regret. It was all my fault, for being so overly sensitive and insensitive at the same time; sensitive towards my own feelings but not taking into account how he or even the others felt.

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"Jimin..." He calls out to me again, following me up the stairs as I just shot him yet another glare, balancing Sophie who was sound asleep in my arms.

"Go away," I repeated as I turned back. I could still hear him following after me, but I needed to put Sophie down first. I marched into what was previously Yoongi's bedroom, placing her gently onto the bed as I tucked her in. Taehyung stands at the doorway and I glanced towards him, not bothering to even hide the displeasure on my face.

"Seriously, can you just leave?" I shooed him off quietly, not wanting it to wake Sophie up, but he doesn't budge. I walked over to the door, wanting to close it but he grabs onto it too, resisting against me.

"At least talk to me first." He pleads.

"There's nothing to talk about, just go back to your room."