» And I know there's no making this right, this right (Yeah)
And I know there's no changing your mind, your mind (Oh)
But we both found each other tonight, tonight (Oh, yeah)
So if love is nothing more than just a waste of your time

Waste it on me, waste it on me «

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Jimin is a simple person. He has always been the one to understand certain situations, knew where to draw his limit and when to stop himself from saying too much. He feels emotions deeply, but he never intefere with them. Always choosing the easy way because he doesn't want to burden himself.

However, there's one man who's always making him lost what he calls 'simple way of living' of his. When the person talks, he wants him to say more than few words. When the person smiles, he always want to be the cause of it, daring to show his clumsiness so the man will laugh.

It's not hard to tell why he's willing to do what he usually despise but Jimin already chose the hard way. Chose to be loud, laugh, giggles, coffees, foods sleepover as he company the man. Making himself visible in the man's life. Late night drinking soft praises, Jimin blushes whenever the man talks.

One day, the said man stop being friendly. Not just toward him, but also everyone. He's suddenly always busy, never available on the phone, he is drifting apart from everyone. From Jimin. Jimin tried his best, even finding himself knocking on the door of the said man in the middle of the night because "I don't have money to pay the taxi." or sometimes it's "I didn't pay my electric bills so I'm afraid of sleeping in the dark." and the man never complain.

Until everyone started calling Jimin jobless, when the truth is Jimin has more than enough money to support himself. He just... want the man's attention. It's in a bad way, a hard way, but Jimin just want more of the man. He want the man to talk to him about his problem, what's bothering him or as simple as what's his favourite movie. Yet the man never tell him anything, only listening as Jimin babbling to anything just so he can keep the conversation going.

Park Jimin hate it, he want the attention, always clinging with the older, talks to him but he failed to notice... how depressed Min Yoongi is.

How he is unhappy with what he had, how life has been treating him, how Yoongi always sigh about his director and how he doesn't like it when Jimin praise his work.

Yoongi is... Unhappy with his life.

Jimin is trembling as he sits still in the lobby, it's so quite and it's only nine pm. Like the whole world is now focusing on Jimin, blaming him for not noticing all the subtle hints, blaming him for being selfish.

God, Jimin want to go find Yoongi right now but what if... he's just giving Yoongi more hard time. It's a gamble, if he come find him they're just going to argue about stupid things. They won't be able to solve anything. And even if they do talk... what should Jimin tell Yoongi?

That... he love him?

Jimin ran up the flight of stairs, having an adrenaline rush as he wipes his miserable face with his shaking fingers. His mind is in shambles, even if he said the word, Yoongi will think that he's just saying it out of confusion. Jimin doesn't want that, he want to tell Yoongi that he love him because... he is Yoongi. Since the day they met, since the older has spared him a glance and a smile.

Jimin didn't know if the doorknob was locked or not as he was twisting it hard and the door bust open. Jimin sees him, there, Yoongi is hugging his knees on the bed while covered in blanket. His eyes red as tears streaming down his cheeks.

Jimin knees goes weak as he approached the bed, mouth opening and closing, in lost for words as he watch Yoongi stares at him in daze. Like he didn't believe what he's seeing.

"Yoongi," come a very soft whisper from Jimin. He sits on edge of the bed, running his hands on his arm as he tries to find a more suitable word for love.

There's nothing. It is love that is more suitable. Although Jimin believe it won't change anything considering Yoongi who's now backing away in terror.

"Jimin go away, I-" Yoongi bite his tongue, feeling himself lost as if he's going to pass out from the heavy pressure in his chest. "Go get another room.. I will pay. Just, stay away from me..." Yoongi said it slowly, like he's scared. Like he's holding himself from saying too much.

"Yoongi, please talk to me." Jimin's voice resolute, his brows furrowed when Yoongi shakes his head. The older throw him a glance, a weak one.

"There's nothing I want to talk about. I don't want to talk to you, get out. Please. Please leave me, I don't want you to stay."

"I love you."

Yoongi visibly tense at the words, his eyelashes fluttering as his jaw clenching hard. He threw Jimin a dirty look before another streak of tears fall down his still wet cheeks. Yoongi bite his lips, closing his eyes hard before his sobbing become louder and louder, echoing in the room that was filled with silent agony.

"S-shut up.. Shut up! Tell me you're lying Jimin, TELL ME!" Yoongi shouted, throwing an accusation finger on Jimin who's now frozen.

"It's hurting me Park Jimin, the word y-you just said.. Stop. Take it back... Fuck off... I don't love you.. I-i never love you.. You're mistaking this greatly. I don't like you.. I don't like-dontlikeyou.. Get outgetoutgetoutgeoutgeout—"

Yoongi is screaming along his harsh tears when the younger's warm surrounded him and Jimin is softly whispering in his ear. A voice so soft, so slowly, so mellow and so sad, repeating I love You in his ear. The soft voice become sticky as Jimin cries while hugging Yoongi tight. The mellow I Love You become desperate sobs when Yoongi keep telling him to leave him.

"Jiminie will listen to hyung, hyung just need to talk more."

Jimin grabbed a hold of Yoongi's face, thumbing the tears away of the older as he kissed the older's forehead.

"Jimin will understand you, hyung."

Those tears, Jimin wipe it away, again and again.

"We will take everything slowly, bit by bit, we'll going at any pace you want us to. I'll wait and I'll listen, hyung I love you. I have always love you."

Yoongi has stop trying to refuse Jimin's hug. He's sitting on the bed, eyes void from emotion as he stare on Jimin's glossy eyes.

"I.. I don't love you." Yoongi gritted his teeth, "I don't love myself." his voice is low, anger and sadness mixed together in disbelief.

"I will help you. I'm going to be with you until you love yourself, until you see yourself the way I see you. Until you're not scared anymore."

Jimin gulped down his own tears, his hands that's holding Yoongi's face became cold as he whispered his words. "Because together is forever, hyung. I will wait with you."

Yoongi close his eyes, reality and imagination blending in together and the voices scream at him alongside his rapid breathing, hope, wishes all of it playing in his mind. The inside of him is trying to puke itself out, dreams, loves, all the unrealistic thing he never understood. His hands clasping his own body, trying to hold himself from saying more yet he found himself nodding, slow movement that Jimin could barely notice.

It wasn't echoing in the silent, but the hoarse, breaking voice is determined, in need. Desperate.

"Jimin... stay. With me."

"I promise, Yoongi "

♠ — The End — ♠

This story was a ride itself but it was melancholic to write and oddly enough I enjoy it. The ending isn't exactly how you guys might imagine it, but I want to tell you guys, it's fine not to love someone right away.

We all can learn, especially in search for loving yourself.

Anyway, this is the end.

Also this is the last story for Lyrics EP!

Thanks for reading and wait for more upcoming stories!

byeo