Grace Xiu

"You've known Jimin for years, you tell me where he would be."

I don't know if anybody knows, but Namjoon is really good at talking.

I cleaned up my mess caused by the scary movie and grabbed my phone. I also grabbed 2 blankets and some snacks.

I head out the room and entered the elevator.

Where would Jimin be?

I know.

Of course I knew.

Of course I remember.

I reached the roof level and left the elevator.

The reek of alcohol almost floored me, but the ground was surprisingly all clean of trash.

I walked further onto the roof and turned a corner.

There he was.

Sitting down with his head up towards the clear night sky.

He sure does love to stargaze.

He still loves watching the moon.

I walked closer to him, without making any noise.

I made it to his side and sat down next to him, but with some space between us.

"Oh, f**k." He quietly gasped when he saw me next to him.

I giggled under my breath. "Hey there, Jimin."

"H-Hey." He looked down and played with his rings.

I was sad to see how down he looked.

"I knew you'd be here." I said and pulled out a blanket. "I brought you a blanket. It's chilly."

I swung the blanket around his shoulders.

"Thanks." He smiled for a second, then looked back down.

"And Namjoon told me that you didn't eat much today." I pulled out the snacks I brought too. "I know these aren't healthy food, but they're still so good."

He nodded and mumbled a very quiet "thanks".

He still didn't react much and I was feeling a bit sad just by seeing him down.

I sighed and looked up into the sky. "You left before I could thank you. So, I came to give thanks....Thank you."

"It's not a problem." He sighed too.

I reached over and lifted up his hair, so I could see his ear.

"What are you-"

"I'm sorry you got hurt." I frowned, seeing the white patch that was completely covering his ear.

"You really don't have to apologize for that, Grace." He removed my hand and let his hair fall back over it.

"Alright...." I took the hint.

I stood up and headed back for the elevator.

"Wait, Grace, come back." Jimin grabbed my blanket.

I turned around. "What?"

"I-I want you...here." He stammered his cheeks visibly getting pinker.

I walked back to him and sat down. "For what?"

"I just want to chat. I like having talks and being-"

"Being under the beautiful moon." I finished his sentence with a smile. "Yes, I remember."

He smiled back and his rosy cheeks popped again.

Just seeing his smile and how he looked at me the exact same way back when he........when he loved me......I felt warm inside. I felt comforted.

His thin eyes that still sparkled brighter anybody else's. His perfect skin that glowed just like the stars in the sky. His soft lips that was as red as the sunset.

I felt memorized as my mind flashed back to the past where we were in this exact spot together under his favorite moon and stars. I remember how we would always stare at each other with the biggest smiles on our young faces.

We would look at each other thinking, "wow, he's mine" or "wow, she's mine". We thought about how lucky we were to have each other.

I would watch him as he looked at the moon like it was a priceless diamond placed in the sky by God. I would watch how his smile always grew when he looked at the moon.

I remember seeing him doing the same in the corner of my eye.

He would watch me like I was the moon.

It was genuine love. In his eyes, it was pure.

Sadness.

It's probably because of the setting under the stars that I'm thinking about this. We are in a cliché romantic spot.

I should forget all that now. I should forget it.

The both of us were quiet. We just stared up at the glowing stars and planets.

"How are you doing, Grace?" Jimin asked and broke the silence.

I shrugged. "I'm doing fine. You?"

"No, I mean, after that. Are you feeling alright inside? Do you feel...."

"You know what...." I turned to him with a cheeky grin. "I actually feel better than I thought I would."

He chuckled. "Really? That's great to hear."

I nodded. "Yeah."

Another calm silence arose and our attention was back on the majestic night sky.

"You see that moon?" Jimin pointed to the round circle in the sky.

"Yeah?"

"When I was younger, I made a wish on the moon." He stared at it in awe.

"Finally an explanation?" I covered my mouth as I laughed.

He chuckled. "Guess I never actually told you why I loved the moon so much."

"Nope. So, what did you wish for?"

"You want to know?"

"Of course!"

He took one look at me, then went back to the moon.

"I was around 10 years old. I was young, innocent, and happy with how my life was going. But, I was always afraid that I might lose that happiness." He paused for a moment. "I-I was afraid my happiness wasn't going to last...."

I looked at him with my eyebrows furrowed.

"So, I looked at the moon. The moon was always there." He looked down and played with his rings, pulling them off, then putting them back on.

I watched him closely.

"I wished....I wished to find someone who made me as happy as my parents did, as my friends did, as my grandparents did." He shared with glossy eyes towards the moon. "Someone who will give me happiness even when I don't have anybody else."

His face glowed as he marveled at the heavenly moon in sky. His voice sounded so pure and calm as he talked.

Exactly like the past.

I could see the innocence he had that was hidden for so long.

"I wished I would find someone to make me happy. I wished on the moon because it...........was always there. No matter what, it was always there, you know. There's only one moon and I could be across the world, in a completely different place and I would still see the same moon I wished the wish upon. Same moon, same wish." His breathing slowed.

The ends of my mouth curled up as I looked into the moon.

"If there was a time in my life where I felt sad and hopeless, I'd sneak onto my roof. I'd stare at the stars and I would gaze into the moon. I would remember my wish. No matter what, I would always remember how I felt back then and what I wish to feel."

I nodded along with his words.

"Then I met this wonderful, gorgeous, kind girl. She was my wish came true, literally. She made me happy. That's why I always loved going stargazing with her. I would look up at the moon and remember everything. I remember crying as I almost gave up hope on the moon. I remember trying to change my wish, but it would never stick like how this one did."

I felt his eyes on me and I turned to him.

There. He was watching me like he watched the moon.

Amazed.

"I took her for granted." He said, smile fading. "I-I lost her."

I frowned.

"I thought she would always be there for me like how the moon would always be there." He went back up. "I couldn't look up at the moon anymore. I would always get reminded of my stupid mistake. I would curse at the moon and the moon would say 'it's not my fault you lost her'."

A tear dropped down my cheek and I quickly wiped it away.

"I look at moon now and all I could think about is....that girl." Jimin continued with a softer voice than before. "I kind of find it assuring, thinking that the moon is that girl. I know she'll never leave..."

I gulped, bringing my knees to my chest.

"And that will never change. My wish for happiness. What I wished never happened. Who I wished stayed. That girl. My love and thoughts for the moon. Never changes."

He looks to me with his smile wide.

"I'm always going to love that girl."

Ok, ok, ok. You can stop with the "that's so cheesy" comments. I get it. I get it. Cliché whatever.

Admit it. If you were sitting there with Jimin telling you that, you'll melt like cheese in a microwave.