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BROOKLYN

"I didn't get to fully admire your beauty."

"You should see yourself then." I looked him up and down. "Now that I think about—" I took a small step closer to him, grabbing his tie. "You're always going on and on about my beauty, but the only beauty I'm seeing is you."

"—oh my God, you're blushing." I jumped up like a little girl, and wrapped my arms around his torso.

"I'm not blushing." He muttered, trying to act like his cheeks didn't turn a light shade of pink.

"Park Jimin is blushing." I batted my lashes, and pretended to hold my heart in my hands. "What a sight to see."

"Aurelia." Jimin frustratedly groaned, making me giggle like a fool.

"Yes daddy?" I brought my hands behind my back as I took a giant step next to him.

Jimin slowly turned away, hiding his face with both of his hands. I threw my fist in the air, knowing that I scored a point as it was obvious he was flustered.

"You okay Jiminie?" I playfully asked him as he was still resting on his knees, covering his face with his hands.

I threw my heals to the side, and laid beside him on the sidewalk. "I expected more than a cement floor to sleep on, but it's alright." I gently patted his back, wanting to laugh at the poor thing, so badly.

"You're doing this to me on purpose." I heard him mumble from under his hands.

"Doing what to you." I tried to pull his hands away, but he wouldn't budge.

"I want you Aurelia."

"You already have me." I lowered my brows.

"No." He shook his head. "I want you for real. I want you to be mine, and only mine."

"Okay—" I softly spoke while moving to sit on his stomach. "Well, I'm all yours Jimin. There, I said those words myself."

"I don't want you around anyone else." He held my face in his hands. "I'm putting you on hold, until I could finally call you mine okay?"

"Putting me on hold?" I raised a brow. "What am I, an auction item?"

"I can't explain it to you now, but I need to make sure that no one can get you after me." He tried to explain, but I was beyond confused at this point, that I decided to fuck with him.

"I know exactly what you mean." I smirked, and he looked up at me.

"You do?"

"Of course I do." I brought my arm around his shoulder. "You're not sure about having me, so you're putting me on hold."

"That's n—

"I guess it gives me more time to meet new people, because you know—" I smiled at him. "I'm just on hold, aren't I?"

"Hold the fucking phone." Jimin soft expression turned into a serious one. "I didn't mean that you could go and see other guys."

"Why not?" I crossed my arms. "What if I don't wanna be on hold?"

"It's too late." He grabbed my wrist and pulled me into his arms, like someone was trying to steal me away. "You already told me I could have you."

"Yeah, but you don't want me right now." I pushed his chest back. "You put me on hold you little shit."

Jimin gave me a blank stare.

"Jimin, baby?" I pushed his hair back. "Do you know what putting something on hold means?"

"I mean, I think so." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Usually when you put something on hold at the store, it's because you're not sure that you really want it at the moment." I crossed my arms.

"Maybe I should've used a different word." He scratched his head.

"Maybe." I scoffed.

"I meant to say, I don't want you around anyone else, until I could have all of you." Jimin let out a small breath.

"I still got nothing." I shrugged my shoulders. "I keep trying to tell you I'm already yours, but not according to you."

"Fuck Aurelia, just promise me you won't ever let anyone else touch you." He roughly held my face.

"Okay." I widened my eyes. "I won't let anyone but you touch me."

Jimin raised his brow.

"I promise." I rolled my eyes.

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" He reached for my hand, and helped me off the ground.

"I still don't understand why I had to say it, but it's whatever, I guess." My lips formed a straight line as we walked side by side.

The rest of the walk was silent. I didn't really know how to feel from what he said. I mean, there wasn't any reason he had to yell like that. I felt his eyes on me, interrupting my train of thought.

"What's on your mind?"

I looked up at him with a raised brow. "Really? If anything, I should be asking you that question."

"How come?" Jimin moved in front of me, holding both of my hands.

"Because you're worrying me." I blew a piece of hair from my face, since both my hands were being held.

"Don't be worried baby." He leaned over to kiss the top of my head.

"Jimin." I stopped walking, catching him off guard.

"What?" He raised his arms.

"Please tell me if anything's wrong." I pulled my hands back from his. "I can feel it Jimin, I know something's not right with you."

Jimin lowered his brows as he looked at me, and it was when he licked his lips, I knew something was wrong. "What is it?" I held on his hands tightly.

"I won't be in Brooklyn much longer." He quietly mumbled and I thought it was a joke for a second.

"What do you mean?" I tilted my head. "You're moving into a different house?"

"My mom can't afford the house we're in now. She can barely pay a weeks rent." Jimin tried his best to explain, but I could tell it was hard for him to say.

"After graduation, we're moving to Florida, where my dad is." Jimin spoke slowly, avoiding my gaze.

"You're joking." I reached for his arm, but he aggressively pulled back.

"This isn't a fucking joke." He shouted, straining his already damaged lungs.

"Jimin." I blinked my tears back, trying to hold him, but he wouldn't let me. "Please, just talk to me."

"I tried Aurelia." Jimin slowly shook his head. "I tried to save as much as I could, just to stay here with you, but I couldn't."

"I'm sorry." He dropped my hand, before walking in the opposite direction.

"Jimin." I cried out for him, but he wouldn't stop walking. "If you don't turn around, I'll know that you're done."

I covered my hand over my mouth, and burst into uncontrollable tears. He didn't even seem to mind, as he continued to walk down the dark sidewalk. I grabbed my shoes from the floor and began to run toward my house. As soon as I vanished from that street, Jimin turned around, both of his eyes filled with tears.

Sometimes we can only react to our own feelings, but are oblivious to how much others cry alone.

I stormed into the front door, and ran straight up to my room, knowing my parents would appear at my door with a list of questions.

"Baby?" My mother said in a concerned tone. "Is everything alright?"

"Go away!" I sobbed on my pillow, before throwing it across the room.

"Did something happen?" She asked from outside the door.

"No." I sniffled, while opening random drawers to try and find something comfortable to wear.

"Well, I can hear you crying." She mumbled, still dumbfounded from what was going on.

"That's because I am." I scoffed, pulling a tank top over my head.

"Can you open the door and let me see you?" She leaned against my closed door.

"You wanna see me?" I muttered under my breath, before throwing the dress to the side. "Here, you happy?" I crossed my arms after opening the door.

"Your eyes are red." She reached up to wipe my tears, but I pushed her hand away.

"Please, just don't touch me right now." I let out a deep breath.

"Aurelia, I need you to tell me why you're crying."

"I hate boys." I gave her a fake smile. "There, I said all that I have to say. I hate boys with a passion, all they ever do is break girls hearts."

"If you're talking about that Jimin guy—" She froze when I broke into tears. "Aurelia, I'm sorry." She pulled me into a hug.

"He s-said he cant be with me anymore." I choked on my words as my mother brushed my hair back.

"Anymore?" She lowered her brows. "You were dating him?"

I nodded my head, using my sleeve to wipe my tears away. "At the mountains. That's where he asked me mom. He lied to you to protect me."

"So was this like a rough break up thing?" She asked, in attempt to make me feel better.

"He just walked away." I sobbed on her shoulder.

"What did he say before?" She rubbed my back.

"He k-kept saying that he wanted to put me on hold, until he could have me. So I started getting worried, and forced him to tell me. He said that he's moving and he can't afford to be here with me. To fucking Florida, mom."

"Sorry for cussing." I quickly apologized. "I'm just so confused and broken." I looked up at her with teary eyes.

"Aurelia." She slowly shook her head, as a smile appeared on her lips.

"Why are you smiling?" I cried out, but she just chuckled.

"You didn't understand anything he said, did you?"

"I did." I licked my trembling lips.

"If you're saying what he said was word for word, then he wants to be with you darling." She gently pushed my hair behind my ear. "Jimin wants to make enough money to come back and stay here with you. He put you on hold, because he didn't want you to forget about him. Baby, he's doing it only to be with you. As his girlfriend, you should show him that you're supportive."

"Mom." I whimpered from under my hand. "What did I just do?"

"It's okay." She patted my back. "It's normal for couples to go through rough patches with their relationship. It's nothing to worry about. He'll probably forget about it by tomorrow."

"He's not like any other guy." I screamed out, as I grabbed my jacket. "H-He's suicidal mom. I can't leave him alone like this!"

"Rae." She held my shoulders. "I need you to just take a deep breath, okay? I'll help you find him."

I quickly nodded, listening to what she said. It was true, panicking was not going to make any of this better. My mom grabbed the phone, and quickly dialed Miss Park's number.

"Hello?" My mother spoke into the phone. "Yes, this is Rae's mom. Listen, I need to know if you're son is at home?"

I bit my nails, nervous since I couldn't hear what his mother said on the other line.

"He's not home." My mom repeated, making my heart shatter right there. "Okay, well he was with Rae about thirty minutes ago, and she's thinking that he might not be alright?"

I quickly rushed to my mother as she placed the phone against the wall. "What did she say?"

"He's not home, but she says that she usually finds him near the lake, a bar, or the bridge—"

"The bridge!" I quickly pulled her out the door, almost forgetting to grab the keys. "Drive to the Brooklyn Bridge, he has to be there." I bit my bottom, positive it was bleeding from my teeth.

"Fuck, mom drive faster please!" I slammed my fist on the dashboard, on the verge of crying again.

"Baby, it's New York." She gave me an apologetic look. "You know there's a lot of traffic here."

"Then let me out."

"What?" She raised her brows. "Aurelia, you're insane. I told you, he's gonna be oka—"

"No mom, you don't know that!" I wiped my eyes with my sleeve. "Please, just pull over, and let me walk. Please, I'm begging you."

My mother sighed, before switching into the left lane. I quickly pushed the door open, and jumped onto the sidewalk, that followed the entire bridge until it ended. I pushed past the walking people, running as fast as I could, waiting to see the same black shirt he had on. I slowed down the second I saw him standing at the rail, as his elbows rested above the cement. It felt as though my legs were stuck and I wasn't able to get to him. I was frozen, and there were no words to describe how I felt.

I gulped when I saw him leaning toward the edge, and raced towards him. "Jimin don't!" I screamed before jumping in his arms, stopping him from potentially hurting himself. Jimin stumbled back, nearly falling over when I landed in his arms.

"Oh my god, you're still here." My hand trembled as I laid it against his cold cheek

"Why would I not be?" He panted, from when I startled him two minutes ago.

"I thought you were—" I dipped my head into the crook of his neck, not wanting to say those words.

"I fucking love you Jimin." I harshly kissed his lips, not giving him a chance to speak. "I shouldn't have reacted like that. I'm an idiot and I don't deserve someone as great as you Jimin, you're—"

He placed his finger over my lips. "I have no idea what you're apologizing for, but you need to take a breath baby."

I laid my head on his shoulder, hugging him for warmth as his hands held my thighs. Jimin sat on the bench closest to us. "Now you can talk."

"Why did you keep walking?" I sniffled as he lifted my chin.

"I'm sorry for leaving like that." He softly spoke, before kissing my cheek. "I was pissed at myself."

"Why." I quietly whimpered as I held his hand in mine. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"I was angry for not being able to support us, financially." He explained to me, while I just listened. "I wanted to live here with you, but everything happened to fast and I thought—"

I lowered my lips to his, and passionately kissed Jimin in the middle of the night, on the Brooklyn Bridge, while both of us were freezing cold. His warm lips pulled away from mine, forming into a smile.

"You're my boyfriend Jimin." I leaned my forehead against his. "Whatever you go through, I have to go through with you. I will do anything just so we can stay together."

"How?" He whispered.

"Stay here with me." I held his cold hands. "We can live together in an apartment. Just me and you, you and I, forever."

"Your parents wont let you." He slowly shook his head. "And I don't want you going against them."

"There's no way in hell I'm leaving you." I sternly spoke, tightening my grip around his hands. "My parents may not like you, but I do, so I could care less about what they think."

We both looked over our shoulders at the car that was pulled over to the side. I averted my eyes to Jimin and let out a deep breath. "We can tell her right now, together."

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" He looked into my eyes, and they were glistening like the stars above us.

"I don't want anyone but you." I whispered before gently pressing my lips to his.

A/N : two chapters left :,)

Um, so how do you want me to post this? I already have both the chapters written, but I'm not sure if you want me to post them all at once or wait like a day in between? It's your choice guys, so please let me know what works best with you. Don't forget to comment, comment,, and comment. Thanks ;)