'Come tonight at ten.' 'Okay.' With that curt reply, I went back to the comic app, only to stare at the screen without actually reading the conversation bubbles. Letting out a grunt and throwing the phone softly on the bed by my side, I buried my face on the pillow. Should I really continue doing this? He gave me a good fuck, but was this worth the squeezing pain in my heart knowing that only his body was there? With no heart? I wanted to stop... But... This was the only way I could be close to him. Pretending to be okay was hard too. What should I do? SUMMARY: Jimin wants to have no ties with Jungkook anymore, but fate do be doing him dirty. WARNING: Nothing, really. Just your usual Jikook story.