Chapter 28

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~Yumi~


I stared into space, not wanting to think or feel anymore. He wanted me out of his sight and I couldn't even grant him that because... I have nowhere to go.

Knowing Seokjin, he and the others won't be back until late tonight because of the event they're preparing for. I couldn't even focus on my work too because of our conversation.

I have no one to go to... nowhere to run to... I was just here.

"Just when I thought we were getting close too," I said in a quiet voice as I put on my shoes and walked out of the house.

I wondered aimlessly around from shop to shop, desperate to just get away from it all. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be a burden to anyone. I fought hard to survive but what's the point of surviving now?

I sat down on one of bench near a convenient shop, glancing down at my hands that were still shaking from when Seokjin and I was arguing.

Should I go back to my father's company and confront him about it? I thought to myself, eyes still pinned on my hands. If it means I can try and get him off Seokjin's back, I'll do it.

A hand reached out and grabbed hold of my hands, making me flinched and looked up. Miyoung was frowning down at me, tilting her head to the side.

"Unnie, why are you sitting out here this late?"

Maybe it was the anger and frustration I felt about how powerless I am that made me cry... or maybe it was because of the concern and gentle look on Miyoung's face... either way, I cried. And I cried hard.

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~Miyoung~


I was scared. Yumi was crying so much that I don't know what I'm supposed to do. As far as I know, Jimin and the others were really busy with their event. I can't bother him or the others. Not to mention... I have an assignment due today too.

After working on it non-stop, I saw that it was already nine o'clock. I was hungry and because I haven't done my grocery, I was out of food. I debated calling for pizza but changed my mind and left to come to the convenient store near my apartment... only to see Yumi sitting outside looking so lost. No, lost wasn't the right word. Broken. She looked so broken.

"Unnie, sit there and hold this," I said to her, giving her my apartment keys. "I'll be back, okay?"

She grabbed my arm. "No, don't go. I don't want to see him."

Him. That's probably Seokjin, right?

I gently grabbed her hand, easing it away from my arm. "Don't worry. I'm just going to buy a few things from the store."

Yumi sniffled and nodded.

It was the fastest shopping trip I've ever done in my whole life. I was a little worried that when I come out, that Yumi would be gone but that wasn't the case. She was sitting outside obediently as she waited for me. Knowing she would probably leave, I gave her my keys so that she can't leave.

When I first met her, I was a little wary because of how Jimin was towards her in the beginning. He told me he didn't want to get close to her because he was worried about Seokjin. Then, he eventually warmed up to her and told me all about her. I was a little jealous but at the same time, I was happy to think that maybe this mysterious girl was probably getting along well with Seokjin.

She was the most beautiful person I've ever met but she had this aura around her that makes you want to just hug her. That's why I held her hand like I did. I can't seem to turn my back to people like that. She came off a bit cold because of how she acted when the girls were drinking but I saw how much she cared about them. Especially when Seyeon threw up.

"Your keys," Yumi handed them to me before getting up.

It was my turn to grab her arm.

"Wait," I said.

She looked at me. Her eyes were cold now. Expressionless.

I swallowed down the uneasiness I was getting from this. Was I being too nosy? I don't want to pry but I can't exactly leave her like this too. Especially since this girl means a lot to Jimin and his members.

Holding up my grocery bags, I said to her, "Have dinner with me."

Yumi stared.

I forced a smile, "You... look like you could use some company."

Yumi shook her head slowly. "I don't want company."

I sighed, "Please? It gets lonely when I eat alone."





~Yumi~


Miyoung wasn't a good cook but she wasn't bad either. However, seeing that she was struggling with me sitting here watching her, I decided to help her. With two people, we were able to finish quickly and eat.

She was trying so hard to keep the mood bright. I could see why Jimin likes to go to her and keep her all to himself. Just having Miyoung around can calm you because she had that kind of presence. It was reassuring.

It bothered me that she saw me cry. The first and last person to see me cry like that was my mother.

"You can stay here tonight if you want," Miyoung offered in a quiet voice as she wiped her hands with a towel. "I don't mind."

"What makes you think I want to stay?" I asked. I winced, immediately regretting how sharp that came out. It didn't bother her one bit though.

"Well, I can tell you didn't want to go back home," she said with a smile. "I don't mind, really."

"I can't intrude your life like this," I told her, thankful that my tone was soft. "You're a student, aren't you?"

Miyoung nodded. "I'm doing my Masters."

I nodded at that. "Well, work hard. I'm going to leave now."

I could see the hesitation and worry in her eyes as she watched me turn to go. It made me wonder if she also has something to talk about.

"Yumi."

I stopped at the door.

"You can... come here if you want," Miyoung said. "I mean, my place is small and a little dirty but... I don't mind."

I looked over my shoulder at her.

"You said before that you have nowhere to go, right?" she smiled brightly. "Well, I can't do much for you but you can always come here."

My heart melted at the sincerity in her eyes. If I'd met someone like Miyoung back in high school... I'm sure I would have turned out better.

I smiled. Really smiled. "And... if you need anything, I'm here for you too."





~Jimin~


"Hello?"

"Are you busy?" It was Miyoung.

Jimin's eyes didn't leave the female soloist who passed by him with a smile on her lips. She radiates elegance and her beauty was on a different level. He was drawn to her.

"No," he said. "Did you need something?"

"Um, I'm not sure if I should tell you this but..."

Jimin became slightly annoyed at the hesitance in her tone. "Tell me."

Miyoung hesitated before finally saying, "I met Yumi outside before. She seemed... sad."

That got his attention.

"Yumi?"

"Yeah," she said, "You might want to check up on her or get someone to. I tried to get her to stay at my place but she didn't want to."

Jimin laughed, humourlessly at that. "Well, this is Yumi we're talking about. She won't take anyone's hand."

"I figured," Miyoung murmured. "Anyways, that's all. I'm going to sleep now so bye."

"Wait."

"Huh?"

Jimin's eyes went to where the girl had gone and cleared his throat, "Can we... meet later tonight?"

"Tonight? It's almost midnight."

He chuckled, leaning against the wall, "So?"

Miyoung let out a sigh, "Alright. If I'm asleep then just let yourself in."

They hung up.

Jimin rubbed a hand over his chest, unable to stop his heart from beating. Why was it beating so much? 

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