​"I hate waiting. But if waiting means to be able to be with you, I'll wait for as long as forever just to be with you"

          ------------------       Waiting is like hell. I mean I could wait forever because I want to be happy again. In the hotel room, I look out the balcony. The skies hues of blue and pink collides within one another. In this big city of Busan, I wonder where are you? I wonder if you miss me, if I was ever somebody to you. I'll follow you always, Jimin. I close my eyes as the breeze sweeps up my bangs.     "Jungkook, get ready for breakfast! We're heading out to the city!" I already hear Taehyung's voice screeching loudly. I dig my ear, frowning first thing I see Taehyung's huge grin. He gestures me to come outside, I follow him outside to the lobby. We head to the dining room, Namjoon already sipping a cup of black coffee with his outfit of a grey snapback, green parka, and black ripped jeans. Hoseok leaning near the window, with a brown cap, colorful shirt, and his hideous cargo shorts. He was laughing with Suga who's literally dressed in all black. Nini wasn't even there which was a bit strange. Taehyung pushes my back to go sit down. The breakfast consists of regular korean meat and rice. Other side dishes which makes my stomach growl a bit. We all sit down, digging in. Still no sign of Nini. Taehyung keeps anxiously looking at his phone.     ​"Where's Ni?" I ask with my mouth stuff with rice and meat. Taehyung sighs deeply and shrugs. He gets up, running back to the rooms. I wipe my face quickly and follow him from behind. He opens their room, the room was left empty. He starts to open the bathroom door, he searches for her belongings. The luggage still place next to his. Taehyung's eyes glint of sadness, his mouth creating a frown. Where the hell is she?     "Did she left a message or anything?" I touch his shoulder, trying to comfort him.     "No . . .last night .  . .we had a huge fight again. She told me she'll go outside to cool down," he slumps his shoulders. "I should've went with her! She could've been kidnapped!!" He hurries to the front desk, dragging me along interrupting me speaking. He frantically takes out his phone.      "MA'AM, HAVE YOU SEEN MY GIRLFRIEND?!" He shoves the phone right in front of the lady at the front desk. The lady lets us go to the security room. In one of the cameras, we see Nini alone. She was listening to music like usual. But then a call emerges and she answers. She walks out the door after the phone cal