He knocked on Jimin's door and slipped his hands in his pocket. He heard soft footsteps making their way to the door. Mrs. Park opened the door and smiled. 

"Yoongi!" 

He smiled back and took a step back to leave some space between them. 

"Oh, where's my manners? Come in." She stepped to the right and allowed enough space for him. 

Yoongi walked in, bowing. She bowed back. 

"Jimin's not here." She closed the door and patted her thighs. 

"Where is he?" 

"He's out with a few friends. They came in from Busan a couple of hours ago, actually." 

"Oh." 

"You're welcome to stay here and wait." 

"Thank you." 

She nodded and took a seat next to Yoongi. 

"He talked about you a lot the day we met." 

He felt the corners of his mouth go up. "Really?" 

"Yes. He told me that he was very envious of you. He looks up to you a lot more than he did with Jungkook." 

"Do you like Jungkook?" 

"He hurt my sons heart. How can that be repaired?" 

"I'm sorry. He is too." 

"That's good to know.." 

Yoongi and Mrs. Park sat there for while until Jimin opened the door and walked in. He looked at Yoongi and grinned. 

"What are you doing here?" 

"He came to have a chat with you. Is that fine, dear?" 

"Totally. Um, can we go outside? My room is a mess." He giggled and took Yoongi's hand. He stood up and followed Jimin outside. They took a seat on the swing set and rocked back and forth. Jimin laid his head on Yoongi's lap and looked at him. 

"What is it that you want to talk about?" 

Yoongi felt a few tear drops, drop down his cheeks. Jimin must of felt them too because they dropped on his neck. Jimin wiped his tears with his bare hands. 

"What's wrong?" 

"I got accepted into photography school." 

Jimin rose his head. "How is that upsetting? That's amazing news, Yoongi!" 

Yoongi shook his head. "No, it's not." 

Jimin frowned. "What is it, hyung?" 

"If I go.. I would betray my friends." 

"Are they happy that you've been accepted?" 

"Yes.." 

"Then you're not betraying them." He his hair softly. 

"Jimin.." He sniffed softly and intertwined his fingers through Jimin's. "You're not listening to me." 

Jimin wiped Yoongi's cheeks to clear the salty drops, as he listened. 

"I don't want us to break up." 

"Yoongi, what are you talking about?"

"Photography school. If I decide to go, we can't be together." 

Jimin moved his hands away from Yoongi and put them in