(Jimin's POV)

After practice we all got in the van and started to go home but I found myself in the middle of Jungkook and Taehyung. I was on edge as always but it was a little less than it normally is because I know that Taehyung feels bad about what he has done. After we got home we went inside and Yoongi flopped on the couch and fell asleep. I smiled softly and went up to my room. I took a shower and put on my pajamas, yawning when I heard a knock on my door. I opened it and Taehyung was standing there.

"Taehyung."

"Jimin."

"What do you want?"

"Well, I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tomorrow, or something." He said nervously scratching the back of his head.

"Um, I don't-"

"Actually forget it. It was a dumb thing to ask. Sorry I bothered you." He muttered softly and wanted to walk off. I quickly grabbed his wrist and he turned around and looked at me in shock.

"Sure, let's hangout tomorrow." I smiled and he broke out in a giant grin.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. You won't regret this, I promise."

He went away skipping down the hall to his room. I shook my head and closed the door with a small smile and went to bed. It's going to be an interesting day tomorrow.

*The next day*

I woke up and stretched. I heard knocking on my door and then it opened, there stood Taehyung with an exciting smile on his face.

"Are you ready for the day to start? It's going to be a great day!"

I laughed and got out of bed.

"It's going to be an interesting day, that's for sure." I said and he skipped out leaving me to get dressed. I scratched the back of my head and put on some clothes and left my room and went downstairs to the dinning room where I waited for Taehyung. He came down a little later and he grabbed my hand making me flinch.

"Sorry." I quickly said.

"It's okay. I should've asked first. Ready to go?"

"Sure." I said.

As we were walking out of the house and getting in the car, I had a flashback to when we were in the practice room two days ago. He closed the door for me and I flinched violently. I looked wide-eyed at him as he got in the driver's seat.

"You okay?" He said, looking at me hesitantly.

"Yeah.....I'm okay." I said trying to sound casual. Taehyung sighed and unbuckled our seatbelts.

"How about we do something in the dorm, for the first hangout. Baby steps hm?" He said gently rubbing the back of my hand. I nodded and smiled softly after getting out of the car. We went back in the house and sat on the couch to watch a movie. Movies are basic but they are a step in the right direction of healing. Will I ever heal from this? Will I ever be able to move on and forget the things they have done? As I was spaced out Taehyung waved his hand in front of my face. I flinched a bit but was able to focus on him.

"Okay what's wrong? Let's talk about it." He said turning and sitting with his legs crossed.

"Nothing, I was just thinking."

"Boy, don't start that 'Nothing' thing with me. We need to be besties again and we shall start by talking about your problems and fixing them."

I stared blankly at him trying not to smile.

"Hm, have you not been here, the last couple years?"

He looked at me sympathetically and scratched the back of his neck.

"You're right. Let's start with what you were thinking about." He gave me his box smile and looked at me like I was his everything. He looked like he was waiting for me to give a grand speech about hunger or homelessness, he was hanging on my every word in this second and I didn't know how to make him realize I'm not some great guy.

"I was thinking about the future, about what's going to happen. I want to forgive all of you I do, because no matter what you guys do I'll always be hoping, waiting that you'd change. And you did and I don't know what to do. I want to make the memories go away, I don't want to fear fast movement, and I want to forget everything. I want the pain to go away, like it was never there." I started to cry as I finally was able to speak it out loud. It's like this giant weight was off my chest, but it just means that it's real and I have to stop being a wimp and face it. Taehyung came closer but this time I didn't care, I didn't flinch, his movement was slow and I was so so so grateful for that. He gently guided me into a hug, and for the first time in years I didn't feel forced to be in his arms. I collapsed in them and sobbed all my built up feelings out. How could I still be crying? It feels like I've been crying forever. After a bit I finally felt better and pulled away.

"Jimin, I want you to know that I am so proud that you're giving me this chance to make things right, even if I don't deserve it. I was horrible to you and did horrible things that I wish I could take back. And as much as we both wish we could forget and wish we never did this, it can't happen. I have to learn from the pain I caused you, to never do this again. I promise I won't ever lay a hand on you without your permission. I love you so much, and I completely understand that you don't love me back, and that's completely okay after what I did to you but I want you to know that I'll always be here for you. I'll always be here for you to cry to, to vent, to hangout, and to be a best friend that you should've had in the beginning." Taehyung said to me, holding my hand gently in his.

I looked at him with my teary eyes and smiled a sad smile and hugged him really tightly. How could I not? He looked so sad after saying what he did.

"I wish you would see that I'm not an amazing guy. I'm not this grand guy that can make you proud. I'm broken and no matter how hard I try, I don't think I can be put together again." I mumbled against his neck.

"All beautiful things are broken but that just gives us an even bigger reason to want to put you together again. You Park Jimin are one of the most beautiful angels to ever exist." Taehyung told me gently as we stayed hugging.

Finally I have finally finished this chapter! I don't know what's wrong with me, I had some major writers block but with my sadness (I would say depression but I wasn't diagnosed and don't want to self diagnose) and giant amount of time due to procrastination I was able to come up with a chapter. How do you think out a chapter and know exactly what you're going to write, I can't do that so here I am winging a chapter because what happens next is as big as question to you as it is to me. Peace out and see you in the next chapter.