29 I Want To Go Back
It's been a few days since I last saw Yoongi. He told me to call him whenever I needed him. Funny because I thought I was supposed to be the one to go to him whenever he calls me.
Hyung has been hanging out with his other friends and has been coming back home drunk for the past few nights. Mi-Young had been the one taking care of Hyung in his drunk state. It was a good opportunity for her and Hyung so I asked her every night to help him into his room. She'd come out looking sad though. She'd tells me that Hyung would always be calling out my name and is looking for me while falling asleep while crying. As much as it hurts, I need to put up a brave front and hold back any urge.
Tonight was no exception. Hyung was drunkenly pounding on the front door and Mi-Young wasn't home. She told me that she had to go home to deal with her parents and Hoseok and that she will be back as soon as she can. It's was already 11:10 PM and still no sign of her.
"Haaanii-ah!! Nae dongsang. Open up the door for me.." He kept hammering on the door.
I got up from the couch in the living room and quickly ran to open up the front door. Hyung instantly fell on top of me the moment I swung the door open.
"Hyung! Why did you drink so much?!!"
"Oh, Hani! Haniiiiiii. Nae Dongsang!!" He drunkenly chirped out to me.
"Hyung please, don't do this," I tried to push him off me but instead, he moved down lower and held onto my waist tightly. His head was laying on top of my tummy.
"Ani.... I don't want to let go. Why should I let go?" He tiredly responded.
"Hyung, don't fall asleep. I need you to help me. Can you get up please?"
"I can get up, but I don't want to."
"Hyung, I need to close the door. Let's go into your room. You can hold me to sleep once we get there."
"Liar......"
He started to let out tiny whimpers.
"Hyung, please.."
"I... like you Hani.... Ani, I love you. I love you so much. It's been hard for me these days...."
He broke down and starts rubbing his wet tears all over my shirt. I felt the wet tears soak through my shirt and onto my stomach.
"Hyung...."
There was no reply.
"Hyung?" I asked again. I looked at him and he had fallen asleep on top of me. I let out a long sigh and smiled to myself before I reached for my phone in my pocket and called Yoongi.
"Oppa, I need your help. Can you come over? Jimin Hyung is drunk and he fell on top of me. I can't get him off of me."
"I'll be right over."
Hyung was still clutching tightly on my waist. I gently raked through the drunk boy's hair. He gently stirred a bit and turns his head lightly so that he was lying comfortably on my tummy facing me. I let out a small smile. I let my finger traced Hyung's face as if wanting to remember his every feature. I traced from his forehead down to his nose, to his chubby cheeks, and towards his jawline, and up to his plump juicy lips. The same lips that took my first kiss. The same lips that I probably will never feel on mine ever again.
"I'm sorry Hyung..."
After about 15 mins of silently loving Hyung, I heard a car screeching to a stop outside.
I heard the gate open and then close shut. Footsteps could be heard running towards Hyung and I. Soon, I saw Yoongi standing over us.
"Hani..." Yoongi called out to me.
"Hi, Oppa. Help please?"
Yoongi helped me get Hyung up and with one arm over his shoulders, he half carried and dragged Hyung into his room. I tucked Hyung in and thanked Yoongi.
"Thank you, Oppa. I couldn't have done it without you."
"My girlfriend called me saying there's a drunk guy on top of her. Of course, I'd get here as fast as I could. Dude's lucky he's knocked out already or else I would have knocked him out."
I let out a small chuckle and led him out of Hyung's room and to the front door. I thanked him again before closing the door. He caught the door right before it closed shut and pouted at me.
"Is this the only thing I get from my pretend girlfriend? I was at least expecting a kiss." He pouted his lips out and moved towards me. I lightly slapped his pouting lips.
"Hyung's not here to see so you get no kiss." I teased him back.
He clicked his tongue at me and walked away. I pulled at his arm and he turns around to face me. I moved from his arm down and held his hand with both my hand. I was honestly really glad Yoongi came. I asked him for many things and although I'm selfish and hurting Yoongi with my choices, he still rush to my side when I needed him. I've thanked him so many times, but I don't think he's felt they were genuine.
I leaned up and gently placed a kiss on Yoongi's cheek.
"I said it many times already, but thank you Yoongi Oppa. I really mean it. Good night."
"Uhhhhh.. Ahem. Yeah.. Good night." He blushed and quickly turn back around and made his way out.
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***Jimin's POV***
This pillow is really comfortable, but why is it wet? And why is does my bed feel so weird?
I slightly turned my pounding head so that I could breathe properly, but I noticed that this pillow also moves and I was holding on to something.... more like someone and that someone was running their hand through my hair.
My whole body froze the moment their hand starts traveling all over my face from my forehead to my lips. I kept my eyes shut. I didn't want to open my eyes knowing it was Mi-Young. I hope I didn't do anything stupid to her. I know it was her who had been taking care of my drunken state the past few nights and now I'm stupidly clinging on to her. I was about to let go of her and get up, but a certain voice stopped me.
"I'm sorry Hyung..."
My heart pounded against my ribcage and I was so scared that she would feel the sudden increase in my heartbeat. Knowing that it was Hani now, I held on to her even more tightly, not knowing when I'll get a chance to hold her like this again.
After a while, I hear someone call out Hani's name and my heart instantly shattered. It was Yoongi's voice.
"Hi, Oppa. Help please?"
How close are they now for her to be calling him Oppa already?
I could feel a strong grip ripping me away from the warm embrace of Hani and I wanted to not let go at all, but I had to. They would know I was awake if I try anything so I let them guide me into my room. I could feel her small presence trying to tuck me in. I couldn't help but let a small smile creep onto my face as she struggled to tuck me in.
"Thank you, Oppa. I couldn't have done it without you."
"My girlfriend called me saying there's a drunk guy on top of her. Of course, I'd get here as fast as I could. Dude's lucky he's knocked out already or else I would have knocked him out."
There was a sharp stabbing pain in my heart when I heard what came out from Yoongi's mouth.
Girlfriend...
I turned away from the two and bit my lip to hold back my tears. I heard the door shut close and I finally broke. I curled myself into a ball, as tiny as I could, and let my tears fall. They wouldn't stop coming out from my already shut eyes and I was shaking uncontrollably. My heart is broken.
I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to go back to the states.
To Be Continued...
