As I made my way out, I finally reached the parking area. I booked a cab and stood there tapping my feet on the ground while trying my best to calm down by taking deep breaths. I tried my best to not think about any of those. 

A couple of minutes passed. Without even noticing the hope in my heart, I turned to look at the exit but found none there. A tear finally rolled down my face as I looked down and wiped my tears using my sleeves as I didn't want the people around me to think of me weirdly.

And the sight of the cab I booked came into my vision. Without wasting another second, I sat in. As the driver started to drive, I cast a last hopeful glance at the exit area.

He is too busy with his friends. How can he make it to at least look for me?

With a disappointed face, I was about to turn my gaze but the sight of a man running and approaching me came in my peripheral. I quickly looked over there only to see Jimin running and yelling behind me for me to stop.

How bad I wanted to stop right now but my mind said otherwise and before I knew it, I was out of his sight on a different road.

---

"I didn't notice you," I said in a nonchalant voice as I replied to Jimin, who was sitting beside me.

He looked at me, giving me a look of disbelief.

Soon annoyance took over his face.

"Mind telling me what your problem is?"

I looked at him, not expecting him to say this.

I let out a sarcastic laugh. "Nothing is my problem. It's just that I am the problem."

I said trying my best to keep my voice low in the plane. He made an annoyed face, making me angrier.

"Yuri, when did I say you are a problem? Stop making a fuss!"

I did not face him. I knew if I did, I would not be able to hold myself from letting out my tears.

Fuss huh?

I took a deep breath; I did not want to argue anymore. How glad I was that things in the past few days were smooth between us. It again turned up like this, the way I never wanted.

"Yuri look at me!"

I felt his voice ringing in my ears, but I did not turn to look at him. I did not want to. I kept looking to my side, staring at nothing.

A quiet sob unknowingly left my mouth as my throat felt heavy with the weight. It felt suffocating. 

How come he does not notice it? Even after me hinting in the morning itself? If I am not going to tell him directly, he is not going to understand? Is he dumb or just pretending to be? 

He did not understand what bothered me.

He did not want to understand me.

"Fine if you don't want to talk then let's not," he said as he turned his face away.

 I cried silently resting my chin in my arms.

---

"Yuri stop, please. Just listen once." I heard his pleading voice.

I kept walking at a fast pace, avoiding the Jimin behind me telling me to stop.

He sure doesn't know how to behave regarding the place. Is the airport a place to yell like this? I saw some people around giving both of us looks.

Not wanting to get embarrassed anymore I abruptly turned around, which caused Jimin to bump into me.

Keeping his balance, he stood straight. He opened his mouth to say something which I cut off saying,

"Stop yelling. Let's get out first." I said in a stern voice.

"Okay but promise you will talk once we get out."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Weren't you the one who didn't want to talk?"

I said as I was about to turn around. He again started to speak in a shrill voice, catching the attention of people nearby.

"Yuri, I-"

He stopped hastily as he saw me turn around showing my index finger as a gesture of anger, glaring at him for him to shut up. He quietly put a finger on his lips seeing me watching him like a dragon as his lip curled in a pout, eyes widened.

I quickly turned around and started to walk towards the exit while he followed me with that finger never leaving his lips.

I abruptly stopped making Jimin bump into me as I stumbled forward. I turned around meeting his gaze, folding my arms over my chest, showing him my anger.

"Speak fast, I don't have time," I said glancing over my watch on my wrist with a nonchalant face.

Jimin sighs before coming closer and trying to hold my forearms.

"Yuri, I don't want things like this between us so please first cool off your mind and then talk. Hm?" his voice was so gentle that for once I wanted to forget everything. But soon it angered me more.

If he's in a bad mood, then he is going to just ignore me and not talk, and suddenly when his mood changes, he's all sweet. It's not fair.

"I have a cool mind unlike yours so continue." Though I was tired as hell, I wanted to hear what he understood and what he was going to say.

"You are mad because of Annie right," he asked in a smooth voice. I did not look at him and kept looking down.

"Yuri, I swear I couldn't guess it could have been the reason. It's just we are childhood friends; we were always this close and-"

I shot my eyes up at him.

"And?" I said in a low voice.

Sighing, Jimin continued, "I know I should have reminded her of the limits, but I swear I didn't get a chance. I shouldn't have acted like that to you, but I never meant to ignore you in front of any of my friends. I am sorry, please." He desperately explained himself as he struggled to find the right words, afraid that I might not listen and leave.

I did not say anything; I was tired and wanted to go home. I didn't have the energy to argue anymore.

Tearing my gaze away, I started to walk away, only to be pulled back by him.

"Let me go!" I said as I jerked my hands away from his grip.

I again turned around, but he came in front of me. "Not until you listen to me." He said towering me.

"I've already heard whatever you said. Now what?" I said in a rough voice.

I saw Jimin closing his eyes in frustration as his patience was running low with each passing second.

Minutes passed, and I still found myself engrossed in a fight with him. He was stubborn and so was I.

God knows for how long we were trying to keep our voices low, fighting in the corner.

"When it is your friend, she is justified to do whatever she wants. Then why do you get so jealous when I talk to a guy, especially one whom I just met a few days back."

Losing it all, I yelled something I knew I shouldn't have. And regretted the immediate next second. His eyes darkened. The tenderness and desperation in them were gone.

"His case is different, Yuri." His voice got dangerously composed and calm.

But his words added to my fuel.

"And mind telling me how?" I asked.

"Was it necessary to drag him between us?" he said through his clenched jaws.

"Then what about your friend that kept sticking to you like you were her boyfriend or something?" I said what I felt.

My throat was getting heavy, and my chest clenched.

I don't know what I was feeling, but I feel like I shouldn't have said those.

Unable to take it anymore, I flew from the scene. And this time, Jimin didn't stop me.

---TO BE CONTINUED---