JIMIN'S P.O.V.

I run out of the house and walk away on a different route than my house. I barely managed to keep my cool in front of Jungkook and the others. Actually, I didn't. I blew it. Stupid. So so so stupid. No, that's not even close. I'm super mega ultra stupid. I'm supmeltra stupid. Yeah, that's what I am. Is that even a word? Oh who cares. It doesn't change the fact how stupid I am. Everything was going so smoothly but then I had to go and run my big mouth and ruin it. No one had figured anything out yet and no one was going to, if only I could keep my stupid mouth shut. Now they are going to go in a full on detective mode and find out everything. Then I'll become the pitiful one among them and the whole mood of the trip will be ruined because of me. I'm such a party pooper.

I slump against the wall after a little walk and take my head in my hands as I groan in frustration. Why did I even mention his name? What the hell was I thinking? And even if it did slip out I couldn't even cover it up? Super smart, Park Jimin, super smart.

"He hasn't asked me out officially, yet?" I mock myself and laugh. That doesn't even convince me. How the hell is it going to work on them? I should have at least said something close to the truth, so that if they- when they find out what happened, I can at least say that I told them already. But how could I have just told them that Yoongi told me to stay away from him, just like that? I don't even know how they would react. How did I react? Wow, I never noticed. I was left there speechless that day and up till this day I keep going as if it was just a bad dream.

"Urrggghhh!" I groan again and tug at my hair. What do I do? I don't want to tell them but they will find out, eventually. If I do tell them before that, they'll pity me, which I don't want. If I ignore it like nothing happened- well I can't do that because IT DID AND IT FUCKING HURTS.

"What do I do?" I whimper as I slide down against the wall and bury my head in my hands, again.

"Have a drink, may be?" A voice asks and I look up to check if I'm hearing things. A fairly tall guy in a leather jacket stood in front of me with his hands tucked in his jeans. He had a snap back on that allowed only a fraction of his blond hair to show. He was smiling softly at me with his wide eyes that had wrinkles at the corners because of his smile. I, being stupid as usual, whipped my head from side to side see if he was talking to me.

"Are you talking to me?" I mentally face palm at my dumbness. I just checked there was no one around except of us two but I still asked that stupid question. Who else would he be talking to, the wall? Why am I so stupid?

He only smiled at me as he said. "Yeah."

I felt a little embarrassed but tried to keep my self together.
"How can I help you?" Another stupid question. Did he ask for my help? No. Then why did I ask? Because I'm stupid. He doesn't mock me, though. Must have been raised well because if it were me in his place I'd be roasting myself like there's no tomorrow.

"Actually, you are the one who seems to be in need of some help." His tone had no sarcasm at all. I think I should be on guard with him but I was in the middle of a very important debate with myself when I got interrupted so I can't be blamed for my incoherent actions and words. I'm not even convincing myself today. It's all Yoongi's fault. I'm blaming him for this and every other stupid thing I am doing and will do. Why did he play with me like that? If he hadn't done that I wouldn't be in this situation in the first place.

"Hey!" He regains my attention which I lost because it's just not my day, today.

"Uh, yeah, sorry about that. I just have a lot to think about. What were you saying?" He chuckled this time. Wow, he looks really good when he smiles. No no no. I shouldn't think like that. I still like Yoongi even if he doesn't like me back. I shouldn't let myself think about anyone else.

He crouched down on his feet and it was then that I realized he had been standing all the while.

"I said we should go and get a drink because you really seem to need one." He smiles again and looks so sincere that I have to fight myself to look away.

"I don't drink." My first sentence that actually made sense. Marvelous. He only laughs softly.

"I'm Jackson, by the way. And you are?" He asks politely as he stretches his hand out to me. Up close, he looks really handsome. His aura seems familiar somehow but I can't really say if it's just my mind messing with me or does he really have something similar to Yoongi.

I stretch my hand out slowly and grab his.
"I'm-"

"Get away from him, Jackson."
I didn't even say my name yet when a familiar voice interrupted us. I look to my side to find Yoongi walking towards us, his eyes never leaving our joined hands. I don't really react to seeing him because, for all I know, I might be imagining him up so I just watch him walk over to us, leisurely, with that same bored expression he always has. Once he's right next to us, Jackson lets go of my hand and stands up to face Yoongi.

I, however, sit there staring up at the two of them not knowing what I should be doing, now. It's still early morning, after all. That has a huge role in making me dumber than I usually am.

"Why so cold, Yoongi? I was just making a new friend." I don't know if I'm right or not but Jackson's voice held menace in it. It can't be right, though. He was so sweet to me just a second ago.

"You can live without this one, just fine. Now leave." Yoongi's voice was low but strong and defensive. Jackson only laughs at that and I shiver. He just flipped inside out in a second. I have never heard such a dead laugh in real life before.

I don't know if it would be right for me to speak now. I mean it could be some old rivalry type of thing, you never know. So I just quietly sit there while the other two have a staring contest. Jackson's smile turns evil as he turns towards me and it sends a cold chill down my spine.

"I will see you around later, then." He winks at me and leaves.

"No you won't." Yoongi sternly says behind the other's back who only waves his hand as he walk away.

Once he leaves, I release the breath I held in at some point. What just happened? I blankly stare at the direction Jackson left and keep looking until his back disappears from my vision.

I don't even notice when an arm wraps around my waist and I'm pulled to my side. I just blink, registering whatever is happening. If I'm right then Yoongi is side hugging me but that wouldn't really make sense, would it now? He didn't want me around. That's exactly what he said, so he wouldn't be hugging me, right now.

"I'm sorry." Yoongi whispers and I blink again. Why is he apologizing to me?

"It's because of assholes like him that I had to stay away from you but it didn't really work. They found you after all." He is explaining himself to me but why can't I make those words sink in? I can clearly hear him and whatever he is saying does, kind of, make sense but why does it seem like I can't hear him?

"Jiminie, are you listening to me?" Oh. Oh my God. How much have I missed that name. I can hear "Jiminie" on repeat in my ears and it makes me so happy that I can't stop a tear that drops out of my eye. I look to my side and I'm not dreaming. Yoongi is really here. He is really sitting beside me. He is really looking at me with those loving eyes. And he is really hugging me.

"Jiminie?" He says again and I can't help but laugh as another tear rolled down my face. I know I cry a lot for a guy but I'm just too emotional. I can't help it.

"I have missed that, you know." I say between my sniffs and laugh as I keep looking at him. He blinks at me in confusion before his eyes turn soft, again.

"I'm sorry." He says again and pulls me in his embrace. It's been a while since I last felt this warmth and there are no words to explain just how much I missed it.

"What did you mean by what you just said, just now?" I ask him as I snuggle deeper in his chest. Being close to Yoongi gave me back my missing part of brain, I guess. I know how childish it sounds but I'm thinking much more clearly, now.

"It's a long story." He is as lazy as always but the playful tone of his made me giggle.

"I have got plenty of time." I laugh when he sighs tiredly at my reply.

"Did you eat?" He asks pulling away.

"Yeah, just a while ago, at Kookie's. And you?" I'm amazed at how quickly I have sobered up. It's as if I was drunk before without even drinking and he came here as my medicine to get over it. I should really stop. I'm being too cheesy.

"No, not yet." His stomach growls and I can't help myself as I laugh at the sound. He looks at me with a pout.

"I just said I haven't eaten. Why are you laughing at my hunger?" He scrunches his nose at me and I swear that is the cutest thing I have ever seen.

His tummy grumbles loudly again and I laugh even louder making him pout again. Cute or not, it's just way too hilarious whenever I hear these sounds.

"Sorry. It's just.. That sounds like an elephant's roar." I keep laughing and he keeps his deadpan look before huffing and getting up. When I see him walking away without me, I jump up and rush after him.

"Wait for me."
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