"Hello?" Yoongi said through the phone. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this. He couldn't believe he called Jimin even after everything he did.

He couldn't believe he was about to talk to the person who catfished two times. Was this even him? Could he have gotten someone else to pretend to be him?

"Yoongi?" Jimin squealed through the phone. Yoongi's eyes widen when he heard Jimin's voice for the first time.

It was so sweet and so soft. He felt his heart palpitate a little faster. "Yeah?" He responded a little chocked up.

"Hey, I really love you. I'm sorry I know that's not how I should start a conversation I just can't hold it in any longer!" Jimin said.

"Jimin, you're high. Look for your friends." He'd be lying if he said he didn't feel his heart beat right out of his chest when he heard him say that.

"Yoongi, I'm so sad." Jimin said suddenly bursting into tears. He was still sitting alone in the dark room and his emotions suddenly heightened to the max making him a sobbing mess.

"W...hy?" Yoongi slowly asked when he heard the soft sniffles through the phone. It made his heart hurt a little.

"I just . . . I'm so sorry for everything. I know I shouldn't have lied to you. If you would see me you'd understand why I lied. You would never like me! I know you wouldn't. And how could you not like me if I pretended to be, Taehyung? He's so perfect and so handsome. There was no way you'd turn away from that."

"Jimin, I liked you! I didn't care how you looked I just wanted to meet you! Do you not comprehend that?" Yoongi said a bit angry.

"Liked? Didn't? Wanted? Does that mean you don't like me anymore?" He said with loud sobs.

Yoongi pulled his phone away from his ear a little. Jimin was really crying. Full on crying. "N—Jimin stop crying. Listen to me."

"I knew it! You hate me!" He screamed.

"No. I don't."

"You do. That's why you keep ignoring me. Do you know how sad I feel without you?"

"Did you ever consider how I felt being lied to? Did you ever consider that maybe I stopped talking to you because I'm hurt?"

Jimin suddenly stopped sobbing and wiped his tears with the back of his hands. "I'm sorry. The last thing I'd want is to ever hurt you." Jimin whispered feeling his throat close up again.

Yoongi sighed rubbing the bridge of his nose. He was about to say something when Jimin spoke up again.

"Are you dating, Jennie? It's okay if you are. It really is. I mean I get that you moved on I would've probably done the same in your shoes."

"Jennie and I—"

Before he could finish his sentence Jimin heard Jennie's voice in the background. "Yoongi? Who are you talking to huh? Ooh!" She squealed laughing.

"Shut up, go over there." Yoongi whispered embarrassed.

"Is that her? Let me speak to her! I want to tell her she better treat you right. She needs to know you need a lot of loving! And—and that you need to be hugged a lot, and cuddled, and be fed, and everything!" Jimin said.

Yoongi walked out of the room and closed to the door behind so he could be alone again. Jimin was still blabbing like a baby.

"Hey! Can you stop? Listen to me. You're really hard headed you know? Is this your first time being high? Or are you just this chatty all the time?"

"Its my first time being high. I'm not this chatty all the time. I just have so much to say to you! I haven't talked to you in like a month. Do you know how much has happened? I've been trying to tell you everything through message but that's nearly impossible. I'd have to type a whole report to keep you updated and I know my messages get annoying. Yoongi, I need you in my life. Please, please. You don't even have to like me the way I do. I can be your friend! Just let me talk to you, let me be your friend, let me be in your life. Please. I'm so sorry to be so needy. I just need you." He whimpered through the phone.

"You're . . . you're something else, Jimin." Yoongi said.

"Are you really dating her?" Jimin whispered with tears in his eyes.

"Maybe."

"Oh." He responded with fat tears rolling down his cheeks.

"What makes you think that?"

"Everything. She keeps posting things about you and comments on every picture. Then she posted that picture with that one caption! Did you show it to her? I left that for you! How could you show her that?" Jimin asked feeling anger roll through his veins.

"What? You're the one that left that note for me? So you can leave notes in my car but not talk to me in person?"

"Oh, okay so you wanted me to go up and talk to you? You would've said mean things to me and probably kicked my throat. I couldn't do that. I'm already hurt and I feel forgotten I didn't need any more mean comments."

Yoongi pressed his lips together and breathed slowly. He knew Jimin was right. If he would've spoken to him that day he would've said mean things. He would've hurt Jimin's feelings twice as bad as he was hurt.

"Well yeah. I'm pissed off at you." He finally replied.

"Just go ahead and tell me. Get it off your chest."

Yoongi debated whether he should say it or not. He knew he could be extremely mean and even though he was mad at Jimin he couldn't hurt him. That was the truth.

"Say it." Jimin repeated.

"Fine. Well I'm really pissed at you. I think you're fake and a backstabber because I trusted you and you lied to me twice. I talked so much shit about you and I just want you to know that at some point I felt like I hated you."

Yoongi's words sunk to Jimin's stomach. The knot on his throat was suddenly back. He swallowed hard trying to get rid of it.

"But I also think you're amazing in a way. I really enjoy talking to you and it's stupid because I know you've lied to me."

"I won't lie anymore!" Jimin said apologetically.

"Hey, look for your friends okay? Are you still in that dark room alone?"

"Yeah. I don't want to be high anymore, Yoongi. I don't like this feeling," he sobbed. "At first I felt really good. Then I started feeling extremely weird and I can't stop crying now! I feel so sad."

"Don't cry anymore. Look for your friends so they can take you home."

"No! I don't want to hang up. I want to stay on the phone with you forever."

"Well you know, Jimin, that's impossible."

"No! Please don't hang up! I really don't want to hang up." He said panicked.

"Why?"

"Because if I do I know you won't talk to me again."

Yoongi remained silent. He didn't know if he wanted to speak to Jimin again. He felt the feelings take over him once again. He had tried to forget Jimin and he finally felt okay not talking to him.

Now that he had spoke to him and actually listened to his voice for he first time, made him never want to hang up. The thought terrified him.

"Just . . . look for your friends, alright? They'll take care of you."

"Promise me you'll speak to me again. Please, promise." Jimin whispered.

Yoongi's mouth opened but no sound came out. "Please?" Jimin said sadly.

"Okay."

"Okay. Okay. I'll—I'll look for my friends."

"Alright you do that."

"Before I hang up I want to say that I meant everything I said. I do love you. I want to hug you and never let go. I want to keep you in my arms and never let go. I love you. I love you so much."

Yoongi felt in shock once again. He didn't know how to respond to that. "Goodnight, Jimin." Was all he said.

"Goodnight sweet dreams and Yoongi?"

"Hmm?" Yoongi hummed not being able to speak. He was still very flustered with Jimins words. How did the word love roll out of his lips so easily?

Did he really love him? He wondered.

"You're going to love me one day. I know so. You're going to love me, I'm going to make you love me. You won't ever want to leave my side I promise you that." Jimin whispered through the phone.

Yoongi held his breath trying not to breathe so loudly. Jimin had always acted so shy and not confident at all.

But when he said that he sounded so confident it made Yoongi's face turn bright red. He was beyond tongue tied.

"Goodnight Jimin." He finally said. He hung up quickly before Jimin heard his heart through the phone.

He touched his chest a bit of sweat forming under his arms.

How was a stranger he'd never even seen before making feel this way?