"I don't regret the choices I make because that's what mold me into the person I am now"

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I couldn't sleep that night. The ashes were left in the clinic and we decide to let Jungki have the ashes to keep. Jimin's sleeping by my side, I shift next closer to him. I put my hand on his waists, pulling him closer. He whimpers cutely, I smirk at him. Placing a soft kiss on his forehead, I end up sleeping. This time, not entering the dark void. I'm actually sleeping without a nightmare.

"Ermmm . . . . .," the vibrations of somebody's phone turns on. Jimin groans in anger and answers the phone.

"What?" He furrows his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"

"You missed my ing first live performance . . .," I could already hear my love rival's voice. 

"I had a funeral to attend go to!!" Jimin hangs up angrily. "I can't always be there. God, he's so irritating".

"But he's your bestfriend," I lay back down, closing my eyes. "I don't want our relationship breaking up good friendships".

"I know . . .I know . . .but it's just so annoying how he expects me to always be happy and there for him. I do all this but he did nothing. That's why I stopped liking him," he grabs my hand and squeezes it. "You understand me? You'll be patient with me? Right?"

I immediately wraps my arms around his waist and hug him tightly. He snuggles his head on my chest, laughing happily.

"Hey, it's feel nice to not be trapped in a clinic anymore," I open my windows like a damn Disney princess and feel a breeze blowing my bangs. "God. I ing love this. You know that? No problems, just us two like the beginning".

"So umm . . .my marriage . . .proposal . .. ," Jimin rubs the nape of his neck, cheeks flush. I couldn't stop blushing too. "W-when will we . . . ?"

"I-I don't know when I'm ready yet  . . .," I hold in my laughter. "I need to go back to school and study to get myself to a suitable career".

"A-ah. I forgot about that," He lowers his head. "Gosh. I'm such an idiot".

"My idiot," I wink at him, he bury his face with his hands. I could tell he's just so embarassed by me. I come up to him and grab both his wrists. Lowering my head to his level, I kiss his cheek. He squirms away from me, but my grip is still on his wrists. "How cute. Seeing you so vulnerable makes me feels some type of way".

"You sadistic bastard . . .," he blushes again, but his face is finally up. I bite his earlobe, he shyly pushes me away. "D-don't do that".

"Yo, you forgot to lock your . . .," A voice stops us from making out agressively, we both turn our heads to see Seokjin clapping his hands. "Well, I was about to inform you on your medical fees but you can . . .continue . . .or whatever". He walks out the door, smiling with his eyebrows in a amuse arch. 

"W-wait!!" Jimin jogs after Seokjin. "Don't leave me here with this guy . . ."

"Oh, you're scared? Jungkook, he's a . Be gentle," Seokjin facepalms. "Kids, I ing swear. Like no. Your first time is supposed to be nice and gentle".

My cheeks immediately burst into the color red. "No! I'm not sadistic. Maybe he's just a masochist". I cover my mouth, my cheeks were burning at this point. Jimin facepalms and Seokjin chuckles.

"Don't have ," he creepily glares at us both. "You'll both will die".

"Can you stop quoting Mean Girls?" Nini smacks Se