I took another deep breath to calm my nerves. Picking out my phone from my pocket I checked the time again, as I've done for the last five minutes.

The familiar white door I had refused to ever see again I was now standing in front of. The garage I had always checked after school, to make sure my dad wasn't home, brought back a lot of bad memories and I almost turned around.

I took one last deep breath and knocked at the door.

It felt like hours waiting as I heard footsteps approaching the door from the inside. My mom opened the door and her face brightened instantly as she met mine and I was welcomed home with a big hug. A small tear fell from my eye.

I've missed you mom

"How are you? Why didn't you come home? Are you okay? Why didn't you answer my calls!?" My mom mumbled, tears running down her cheeks while I just let her question.

"I'm sorry mom." I said and hugged her once again, the familiar and comforting feeling of her arms around me.

"I'll tell you all sometime, but right now I'm really tired. But I want you to know, that I've had the time of my life." I said and another tear left my cheek, as I was reminded of the boys and the trip.

My mom pulled away from the hug, dried her eyes and finally realised I was not alone.

"And who's this handsome young man?" She said, shoving me out of the way like she already forgot about me.

"Ouch." I jokingly rolled my eyes, "This is Jimin." I smiled and quickly stopped my moms arm as she was touching Jimin's face as if he was not real. Jimin chuckled and introduced himself.

"He's not the one on your walls right?" My mom questioned and turned to me.

"MOM!?" I nudged her, feeling my cheeks grow red as Jimin tried holding back his laughter.

"Can I see those walls?" He said.

"No!" I said, only now remembering how my room is filled with BTS stuff and I absolutely cannot take Jimin in there.

"Sure, come in." My mom ignored my answer with a smile and dragged Jimin inside the house.

She was obviously really, maybe too much, excited about me having a boy over for the first time...

I really just wanted to get Jimin away from my mom, but those two had a blast talking about everything from my birth to me being literally obsessed with BTS.

Seriously mom!? 

"I know, funny right, but now I really want to spend some time alone with my boyfriend please." I smiled wryly and pulled Jimin's arm.

"Boyfriend?" Jimin whispered with a smirk and I rolled my eyes at him.

"I'm home." My dad yelled as he bashed into the house.

Oh shit

"Come Jimin." I whispered and pulled even harder, but Jimin resisted.

"Hi sir, I'm Jimin." Jimin stepped forward and bowed politely.

Only now my father spotted me. His eyebrows perked and his lips pressed together in a thin line, showcasing his discontent with me being in his house again. With Jimin a few steps in front of me, I stood back, just waiting for my father to yell at me.

But to my surprise, he went straight into another room, ignoring my return and the younger man who just introduced himself.

Jimin looked back at me with a questionable face, but I was just relieved that my father didn't yell at me in front of Jimin. I do not want nor do I need any pity.

"I'm sorry, he's-" My mom started but I interrupted her, "An idiot." I uttered, finishing her sentence not restraining the unamusement by my father.

I'm gonna move out of here as soon as possible.

I then grabbed Jimin by the arm again and dragged him with me to my room. I hurried, before my father could exit his room again and without consideration I dragged Jimin into my room.

"Woah." Jimin laughed and looked around my room with big eyes.

I was leaning against my door, keeping it shut to be sure while Jimin went to my drawer and picked up my Chimmy teddy.

"I didn't know you were obsessed with me." He said.

Did you not see the other 6 BT21? Self-centred much.

I hid my face in my palms of embarrassment. Jimin's laugh then faded and caused me to lift my head by the sudden silence. His back was facing me. I slowly walked towards him, stopping right besides him. I looked at his face, his saddened eyes focusing on something.

"What's wrong?" I asked worried, but with a chuckle.

No answer.

I looked from his eyes to what they were locked on. I spotted my wall full of pictures. Pictures of BTS... but way more and way bigger Jungkook pics than other's and as my eyes met Jungkook's my smile faded too.

Was this all a mistake?

Jungkook's POV

"Waaa I'm so tired." Jin whined and some of the other members hummed in agreement.

"Where did Jimin go by the way?" I hesitantly asked, afraid of the answer I probably already knew.

"He went home with Haru." Namjoon said.

Of course he did

"Ugh.. I already miss Haru." Hoseok pouted.

"We'll see her soon. Jimin and her can't stay away from each other for more than a second." Taehyung said with a chuckle.

I snorted.

"Did you guys also see her crying in the airport?" Namjoon uttered.

My eyes lowered to my fingers, where I fiddled with my rings.

I'm sorry...

"Yeah I did. I didn't get to say goodbye to her because of that. She left just after." Hoseok whined and pouted even more.

I'm sorry.

"That girl was always crying." Taehyung said with a chuckle.

I'm sorry okay!

"Well, Jimin will surely get her on better thoughts." Namjoon said.

Right...

Taehyung started laughing immediately.

"V! Not in that way!" Namjoon scolded at Taehyung's dirty mind.

I got up from my chair and left the room, not wanting to listen to this. Her name getting mentioned over and over again and my heart feeling emptier each time...

"So it was all fake?" Her voice was shaky. She raised her eyes to look into mine.

Please don't cry baby...

"All of it? How was the way you raged when Chanji threatened me fake?" She pulled her hair, clearly restraining her tears and it made my heart shatter.. although I furrowed my brows and finished what I started. 

"You played me."

I didn't... 

"That's right."

It's not...

"Fuck you Jungkook." Her voice cracked and her tears started running. She grabbed her bags and turned around.

I stood on the spot, starring at her. Even though I needed to, my eyes wouldn't let go. My heart wouldn't.

Once again she was in Jimin's embrace.

It's better that way. I didn't deserve her.

Her glossy brown eyes gave me one last glance, leaving a tear falling from my eye before I turned around and left.

"I did what was needed to be done." I said to myself as I headed to my own room.

But you could've done it less painful

"She wouldn't have let go then." I punched the wall

She would. She loves Jimin

"Aish shut up!" I slammed the door shut to my room.

It's better this way and we both know it

"Shut! up!" I turned around in the bed, pulling my hair.

You did the right thing

I sighed and turned to lay still on my back, gazing up at the ceiling, "Then why does it feel so wrong. Why do I feel so empty." I groaned.

The dreams?

"The dreams... those fucking dreams she kept talking about..."

You had them too.

"I had them too.".

THE END

au.n.
why am I crying writing this last chapter?

Anywayssss...
Thank you all for being here and continuing to read through my story. You've been so kind and supportive and I sincerely appreciate that so so much. 
I hope you enjoyed it :)

One last time...

Thank you for reading❤️