Just One More Time - Short Story

Song: Eyes, Nose, Lips by Taeyang

"(Y/N)," Jimin's voice snapped me out of my rendezvous.

"What?"

"Are you thinking about him again?"

His eyes flickered up to mine for a minute.

"Why would you think that?"

"You just touched your lips..."

"I did?"

"You really miss him, don't you?"

"How could I not, Jimin?"

He sighed and reached across the table, grabbing my hand.

"(Y/N), you need to try harder, try harder to forget him. He'll only bring you sadness."

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"What's your problem, sweetie?"

"Uh, should I start with my name?"

"Whatever you are more comfortable with."

I pulled my sweater sleeves down over my hands and looked up.

"I'm (L/N) (Y/N), I'm here for depression and delusions."

"Why?"

"Why am I here?"

"Why are you depressed? Why do you have delusions?"

"A-ah, that."

I laughed nervously, feeling the weight of all the eyes on me.

"It-its a long story."

"We have time, (Y/N)."

"My boyfriend... he left."

"How so?"

"Supposedly, he left the world."

"Oh."

"B-but I thought I saw him."

"You did?"

"O-on the street. He had his arm wrapped around another girl, a grin on his face. Similar to the one he used to give me."

I was shaking violently, tears welling up.

The boy next to me who he introduced himself as Hoseok wrapped an arm around me and brought me in tight.

I sobbed into his chest as he hugged me.

It didn't feel awkward at all.

<~>

"Hoseok, wake up!"

I faintly heard Jimin talking to Hoseok.

All I could think about was him.

His lips pressed against mine.

His laugh.

His smile.

The way he squeezed his eyes tight to stop the tears from falling.

The way he hugged me.

When we danced and he put his hands on my arms to help me get the moves right.

The way he said our favorite word, selenophillia.

When we used to lay around and stare at the sky, naming the stars.

I felt someone touch my shoulder and I went to hold it.

"Ju-"

"It's Hoseok," he frowned.

Jimin and Taehyung stood behind him, identical frowns on
their faces.

"Let's just go home, (Y/N)," my twin brothers said together, Taehyung grabbing my backpack.

"Are you taking me back to therapy?" I asked Jimin as he pulled me up.

"I- no. I won't do that to you again."

He shook his head violently.

"Yoongi and the rest are waiting for us, let's go."

He grabbed my hand and dragged me away.

All my mind could focus on was him.

I almost called out to him.

Why do I miss him so much?

Why did he leave me?

•••~

I bumped into someone in the middle of the sidewalk.

I had just started walking back from the therapy sessions Jimin said I wouldn't have to go through again.

"Hey! (Y/N)! Wait up!" Hoseok called from behind me, but all I could do was get lost in your eyes, all over again.

"Wh-who are you?" You stuttered.

Hoseok stopped next to me, seeing you.

"(Y/N) I thought-"

"I told them they weren't delusions," I muttered, reaching out to hold your hand.

You stepped away and I stopped.

"I-I'm sorry, I really don't know who you are."

"(Y/N)! Hoseok! You stupid kids! Don't run away from me!" Yoongi scolded as he walked up to us, his hands in his pockets.

I stared into your eyes, my hand still out.

"W-what's your name?" I croaked out.

"Jeon Jungkook."

Everything turned black suddenly.

(---)

"I told you they weren't delusions! I told everyone!"

I screeched and threw the picture frame onto the floor.

"(Y/N) please stop!" Taehyung called out as Jimin backhugged me.

He restrained my arms so I couldn't do any more damage.

The others watched with sad eyes as Taehyung walked to us, stepping over the broken glass.

The pictures of Jungkook and I littered the floor along with broken glass.

"Please (Y/N), you're killing yourself," Jimin begged.

I nodded and leaned back in his arms.

^*^

"Why are you here?" I asked, seeing you stand at the front door.

"Y-Yoongi invited me," you stuttered, stuffing your hands in your pockets.

"Come in," I said and sidestepped, letting him in.

His brother yelled at him jokingly and they all laughed.

I leaned against the door, watching.

Imagining.

All the little butterflies came back when I saw you glance at me.

Everything I thought I had forgotten came back.

Your voice.

Your smile.

Your laugh.

Your lips against mine.

Your touch.

My eyes welled up with tears and I turned to go up the stairs to be alone.

"I won't ever get just one more chance, will I?"