“If you wanna talk, let's talk about the way you left me
Left me with a text so cold (yeah)
Even though I'd die to see you
I don't trust myself to meet you
'Cause we both know”

💔💔💔

"Not again" Jimin sighed. His eyes stare longingly on the empty place next to him, he could feel he's on the verge to burst into tears.

I fucking hate–

"Jiminnnn how the fuck this microwave work!? I WANT TO THROW THIS MICROWAVE OUTTA YOUR HOUSE IF IT DIDNT WORK" Jimin startled by Yoongi's voice, he immediately wiped his tears and wrapped himself with the blanket before walking out the room just to see Yoongi angrily stare at the microwave, while wearing an apron.

"Oh my god" Jimin tried not to laugh, he walked toward Yoongi and glanced at him annoyingly.
"You're so smart but couldnt figure out how this microwave work. Move" Jimin pushed Yoongi to the side, turning on the microwave and set the timer for 5 minutes.
"It's so easy, Yoongi" Jimin chuckles.
"I'm scared using this thing, so i dont know how to use it. Stop laughing!" Yoongi grunted.

"So what are you tryin' to make Mr. Genius?" Jimin snorted.
"Our breakfast but damn, this microwave ruined my plan" Yoongi pouted.
"Tsk, just wait until it's beeping, then you can take it out. I'm going to take my shower" Jimin explained, before he walk away, Yoongi pinched Jimin's cheeks.
"I dont know human can look so cute in the morning"

Jimin scrunched his nose upon hearing Yoongi's cheesy words and rushly walked to the bathroom, giggling in silent.

Done showering and wearing his cloths, Jimin joined Yoongi at the dining table, before he could sit on the chair, Yoongi pulled him by waist and put him on his lap.

"Eyyy, my boyfriend smell like lavendar~ I'm lovin' it!" Yoongi said, tightly hugging on Jimin's waist, his chin resting on Jimim's shoulder.
"What demon has possesed my boyfriend? So corny" Jimin muttered.
"Jeez, i'm being sweet with you because, you know.. i've done too much wrong toward you. I feel bad" the older pouted.
"So cute" Jimin whispered.

"So, let's eat our breakfast now?" Jimin beamed, he saw Yoongi's lips formed a naughty smile.
"You're my breakfast! What do you meeaaaaan~!?"
"Ayy Min Yoongi! What a dork" Jimin slapped Yoongi's knee, hiding his blushes cheeks.

"Okay-okay, but feed me. I'm a bit lazy today" Yoongi whined.
"Im disowning you, Min Yoongi" Jimin chuckled.
"God damn it"

"Whats wrong?" Jimin flinched by Yoongi sudden cuss.
"Did you said i should take the plate out after the microwave beeping before?"
"Y-yeah"
"I didnt"
"YOONGI WHAT THE FUCK"

———

"Get off Jimin, i need to go now" Jimin's eyes fluttered open when he heard Yoongi's raspy voice.
"Mmphh, where are youuu goinggg?" Jimin cling his hands around Yoongi's arm but suddenly got pushed away by the older.
"I said, get off! I need to go, i'm busy as fuck today and now i'm fucking late for the meeting!" Jimin gulped his saliva in fear when Yoongi's eyes angrily stared at him.

Was it.. a dream, before?

His eyes trailed with Yoongi, the older went outside the bedroom to take his pant back, running to bathroom and then come out with a bit freshy look. Not even saying bye or at least smile at Jimin, the older just leave.

Jimin bit his lips harshly, mad, sad, disappointed and broken. Yoongi was never his dream boydriend. Maybe, he was before, but that was a long time ago. It's changed after one year.

This house suppose to be their shared house, but now, Yoongi rarely come home, he said he's busy and such. But when he really come, he either under alcohol or.. yeah, just need a fucktoy.

Jimin shouldn't believe on him, but everytime Yoongi said something sweet, it's like all the shit happen before has gone. And when they kiss,

All Jimin could think is Min Yoongi. And that's suck.

Sugaboi:
I'll come home tonight

Sugaboi:
I promise

Sugaboi:
I'm in rush now

Sugaboi:
Bye

Jimin took a really deep breath after saw the text he received before. After tired debating with himself wether to replied or not, he choose to ignore it.

And he lied.

Jim:
That's also what u promise before

Jim:
Two weeks ago

Jim:
Yet, u never come home

Sugaboi:
I said im busy, can u fucking understand me a bit?

Jim:
I understand u too much

Jim:
Im done with it

Jim:
Dont come home only when u need a fucktoy

Sugaboi:
u're acting stupid Jimin

Sugaboi:
I dont have time for ur immaturity.

Sugaboi:
Ttyl

Jim:
Go

Jim:
Fuck

Jim:
Yourself

Block this number?
Yes / No

Jimin threw his phone to the wall, not minding the crack on it and screamed loudly under his pillow. He doesnt know how to hold it anymore, all he need right now is a warm hug and a calming word.

That's what Yoongi did long time ago everytime he sad.

And reminiscing the memory making him hurt more, which part did he done wrong? Was he treat Yoongi wrong? Did Yoongi really doesnt like him anymore?

What's my wrong Yoongi.. why did you treat me like this

Jimin crawled to where he throw his phone before and unlocked it with shaky hand.

Sugaboi
Unblock this number?
Yes / No

"Y-yoongi?" Jimin's voice cracked. He heard the older sighed behind the phone.
"See? You're immature and so childish. Blocked me and then unblocked it? Fucking stupid"
"B-but.. Y-yoongi.. i'm– i'm sorry i didnt mean it" Jimin burst into more tears, he heard Yoongi softly chuckled and slow grumbles.
"You said to me to fuck myself right? Yeah, listen here idiot, YOU, go fuck youself– beep"

"Yoooongi nooo! Pleaseeee! I-im.. im so sorry" Jimin kicked everything around him, once again throwing his phone away and start screaming his boyfriend's name.

"Yoongi... i want you" he cried out, hugging his knee as he keep sobbing, thinking about all the good time they once had before.
"Yoongi.. i need the old you"
"Where are you... Yoongi"

Jimin didnt even go out from his room, crying all the way as his trembling hand sending sorry nonstop to Yoongi, hoping for the older to reply him. He need the forgiveness or else he would trapped in the guilty forever.

He had fall into deep sleep with tears still stained on his cheeks when Yoongi come home and hugged him tightly into his embrace. Hands wiping away Jimin's tears.

I'm sorry