MISIDENTIFICATION - oc x jimin

I woke up with a pounding headache. Where was I? I rubbed my eyes, ridding the evidence of sleep from it. I shout up from bed. Oh god, this isn't right. Why am I in Jungkookie's bed? Where's Jimin oppa? Questions raced through my mind and my heart was pounding just as quickly as the throbs of my headache. I shivered vulnerably under the blast of the air-conditioning.

I cautiously slipped out of bed and unlocked the door, I gotta head back to Jimin's room. He was easily jealous. If he saw me, I knew he would be hurt. I bit my lip and tip-toed to his room which was at the end of the hallway. Before I managed to unlock the door, Jin stopped me. He glared at me, pure hatred in his eyes. Was that for me?

I blinked my eyes rapidly, "Jin oppa, what are you doing?" Jin scoffed at me, crossing his arms. "Are you trying to act innocent now? You better drop that act and I want you nowhere around Jimin, you hear me?" My heart dropped in my chest. "What did I even do to deserve this?" I asked, my bottom lip trembling. Jin's eyes softened but just as quickly, it hardened again, turning into dangerous slits. "Haven't you hurt him enough? Just leave him alone." Jin's tone was one of finality and I knew there was no way around it. "Can.. Can I say goodbye at least?" I stuttered. 

Jin raised an eyebrow but said nothing as he opened the door. It was locked.

"Jimin ah, can you open the door for hyung?"

"i don't want to." I heard a voice softly said, laced with hurt and betrayal. I heard a sniffle and another sniffle before it turned into quiet whimpers. "Hyung, I'm in so much pain, do you know how that feels?" His voice cracked. My heart ached. What the living have I done to make my Jimin cry? I shook my head violently, hoping to get my memories back through the hangover I was suffering from.

Nothing, I still remembered nothing. For god's sake, why can't I even remember? I teared my hair in frustration. Jin turned to look at me, "Do you still want to see him?"

I nodded after hesitating.

"Jimin, hyung wants to come in."

A little shuffling was heard before the door unlocked with a click. I nervously turned the door knob and stepped into the dark room. Jimin had drawn the curtains and left the light off, surrounding himself in darkness. He was scared of the dark. What was he doing to himself? I saw a figuresitting on te floor, his back leaning against the wall. He was humming the tune of "I need you" while tears flowed down.

Because of you, I’m becoming ruined
I wanna stop, I don’t want you anymore
I can’t do it, this
Please don’t give me any excuses

You can’t do this to me
All of the things you said are like a mask
It hides the truth and rips me apart
It pierces me, I’m going crazy, I hate this
Take it all away, I hate you

But you’re my everything

You’re my everything

You’re my everything 

I shut my eyes and I felt the pain with each word he whispered out. I breathed in and cleared my throat. Jimin's head snapped up and his eyes that were once filled with tears grew empty and cold. "Get out. I don't want to see you. GET OUT!" He shouted. "Jimin, I just wanted to-" Jimin cut me off, "You don't need to say anything. We're over. Run over to Jungkook since you love him so much." With a harsh, dry laugh, he turned his back to me. "You better leave now." 

I tried to swallow the lump that was growing larger by the second. I left immediately.

I need to find Jungkook. He needs to explain the situation to me. I dashed out and shouted for Jungkook. "Kookie ah, where are you?" No response and Namjoon oppa came out of his room instead. He sighed. "Why didn't you break up with Jimin first before claming our maknae?" Confused, I replied, "I never claimed Kookie..?" Now Namjoon looked flustered. He scratched his head, "Well then.. Erm since you want to look for Kookie, he left this morning to find a friend."

"Oh okay, thank you oppa!" I bowed before leaving the house. I tried to force tbe tears to magically evaporate away but it didn't stop. It was like having a waterfall on my face. I angrily rubbed the tears away as I stabbed the numbers in to dial Kookie. "Kookie ah..." My voice broke and suddenly sobs wrecked my body. "Kookie... Jiminnie oppa dumped me and I don't even know why..." A pang shot my heart and I had to squat down. "Yah noona, don't scare me please. Where are you now?" 

"Outside your dorm." I managed to say. "Stay there, okay? I'm coming."

I sat there on the floor, contemplating on how I ended up in this situation. All of BTS probably hated me and Jimin... Just the thought of how that usually happy boy broke down earlier killed me. It ing killed me because I was the one who hurt him. All my life, Jimin had been there for me, sheltering me from bullies, tutoring me so I wouldn't fail Math and even getting into trouble with his manager as he snuck over to comfort me once. I had sworn not to hurt this precious boy who was like my guardian angel.

I was trouble. Always is and always will be, right? I smiled sadly at my pathetic self. No wonder my parents abandoned me.

I looked up to the sky and noticed that the blue skies were turning grey. How fitting for my emotions. I screamed out loud, pissed off at myself. "Hey, stop that," hands grabbed my arms and twirled me around to face him. Jungkook looked at me, worry plastered on his face. "Noona, it's kind of my fault."

I stopped in my tracks. What?

"My friend... You know Jaemi? She looks a lot like you right? She was jealous of you and dressed exactly like you and kissed me in front of Jimin hyung so hyung thinks you.."

"CHEATED ON HIM?" I filled in the blanks.

Jungkook nodded. I buried my head in my hands and cried, "Jesus, why must this happen? I need to explain to Jimin!" Before I could move, Jungkook grabbed my arm and looked at me in the eye. "Noona, I need to confess. To be honest, I like you." My jaw dropped and I flailed my arms in panic. "Kookie.." I bit my lip, not sure how to reject him. He must have known what I wanted to say as he dropped my arms and took a step back. 

"I understand noona. Go chase after hyung." Kookie said bitterly, eyes focused on the floor. I felt so guilty but I couldn't accept his feelings. I patted him awkwardly on the shoulder and muttered a sincere "sorry". He shook his head, "What was I expecting, noona. You love hyung too much." The word "love" floated in my mind. 

I love Jimin?

Oh gods, what if he doesn't take me back. He's my first love and if he leaves me, I would die.

I rushed to the door of their dorm and pounded my fists on it. "Open up please!" I heard the members debating whether they should open and I heard Jimin hissing at them to ignore it. I heard everything and I knew I should probably leave. But I can't give up. Not when Jimin didn't give up on me for Math.

I turned around and checked to see if Jungkook was still there but that tall figure of his was no longer there. I sighed and continued shouting. "Yah, listen to me please, BTS? Jin and Namjoon oppa, I'm sorry I broke your 'son's' heart but I hadn't done anything wrong." I heard more furious whispering and my shoulders slumped. "Yoongi oppa, Hobi oppa, let me have a chance to explain to Jiminnie oppa please. If he doesn't want to see me after that, I will disappear from you lives." The heated discussion was becoming more quiet. "Taehyungie, please let me have one chance. This is screwed up but all I need is one chance. I swear if you guys let me in, I would be an invisible maid or something. I don't know if he will ever accept me again but if he does, I owe you guys. Just please... One chance?"

I probably looked super pitiful and stupid but I was desperate so I kept fighting for one chance. The door swung open and Taehyungie looked at me with teary eyes. "Noona, hurry up and come in. We all wanted to open the door but we were just so scared you know and just-" I smiled understandingly though at this point, I was crying as well. I hugged Taehyung and went for Jimin's room.

I stood outside Jimin's door, unsure of what to do now. As Yoongi oppa passed by, I told him to grab me a guitar. I hesitantly strummed a few chords to see if I was too rusty at my skills. Turns out it was still okay. I breathed in. 

"Jimin, I know you're in there. Please listen to me first okay? Don't shut me out just yet." With no affirmation he was listening, I just had to put my faith in myself and I started singing.

I sang his favourite song- Taeyang's 'Only look at me'

When I was done, I laughed weakly. "You won't even look at me now. I know you are hurt but Kookie explained just now. His friend acted as me and kissed Kookie in front of you. And you knew yesterday we had the after party to go but you said you wanted to rest and watch me dance. I did dance and you fell asleep so I went to drink. After that, I knocked out on Kookie's bed and you saw that kiss. I'm sorry. I swear if I could turn back time, I would. But I can't. I understand if you don't want to see me. I guess... I guess this is the end huh? Bye Jimminie oppa, I love you."

I turned around and left. Each step I took shrunk my heart even further. I refuse to cry. I refuse to cry. I guess self-hypnotism didn't work as the tears leaked and I passed by each member. Feeling more sorry for myself than ever, I took the time to hug each of them. I took the most time with Taehyung because he was sobbing even more than I was. He clung on to me like a teddy bear and he asked me not to leave because apparently I was the only fun person left and he would miss my cooking and the list went on. I shook my head and told him that I would keep in contact though we both knew that it wouldn't happen.

I walked out of the dorm, out of their lives and I had never felt more caged in my own feelings. At home, I just started bawling. It was the uncontrollably loud ones where snot just ran down your nose and you feel the pain in your head but most importantly, your heart.

I wanted to grow up with him, said I love him so he can say it back, have little mini versions of us running around in the future but all my hopes are crushed and I honestly don't know how to describe the pain that resonates within me.

The door bell rang and I groaned. My mum had wanted to come over and visit me against my will. I looked at myself in the mirror and nearly gagged. I couldn't recognise myself. I was in wrinkled pajamas and my hair was in knots. My eyes were swollen and my lips were cracked. All in all, I looked like a heartbroken hobo. 

I shuffled to the door and opened it, not bothering to look at my mum. "Come in." I welcomed her, trying to make my voice more normal and less like i had been crying though I heard how throaty my voice was. Ew at myself.

I wondered why my mum hadn't come in yet. "Eomma, can you please hurry up so I can continue crying and you can just pretend you don't see me?" I kind of joked although I was really planning on doing that.

Muscular arms enveloped me into a familiar embrace and my head was pressed against a chest that had no s like my mum had. Furthermore, this person was taller than my mum...

I looked up.

I gasped.

"Jiminnie?"

"I love you too, jagi."

Author's note:

This was a request from @Taemins_LittleNoona. I hope this is what you wanted:) I can't believe this was like 2100 words plus HAHAHA coz I literally just sat down at 3-4pm and started typing away while fighting the lagginess of my laptop. To new readers, if you have any request, you can request for it by telling me in the comments below or personally messaging me or my wall I don't really know. Thanks for your support!