Jimin POV

Our cuts have recovered, thanks to Namjoon. But the scars of Jins death has stayed. After stealing tents and some basic supplies from a store nearby, we set up tents in the forest. Away from people, away from the world.

I've been keeping count of the days since Jin left us. It's been 6 months since. 7 months since we've been on the run.

I looked at Jina, sleeping peacefully, her dark brown flowing down the side of her face. Head on Yoongi's shoulder, both of them were sleeping as if they've passed out. 

After Jin, Namjoon has been struggling to keep up. Jina and Jeongguk have really stepped up. Jina, used to staying alone, volunteering every night to guard, helps to get water, cook and basically do anything that her body will allow her to do.

I walked closer to Jina and saw her sweating profusely. Another nightmare.

I shook her awake and she fell in my arms. Yoongi surprisingly also woke up immediately and put a hand on her shoulder.

A shudder went through my body ... Was I jealous?

Jina said she loves me, and that's that.
Yoongi and Jina can't be... Yoongi can't love.....
He can't love her too....

"Jimin..." Yoongi said and hinted me towards her

I looked down and saw her face up and me in a questioning look,

"You didn't pay attention didn't you?" She mumbled angrily

"No... I'm really sorry, it's just -"

"It's just nothing. Things have changed I get it. Now, I'm not number one anymore" she mumbled

"Excuse me? Your the one, who's always avoiding me and working!" My voice raised

"Too keep your Damn Alive!" She shouted as she stomped away

Yoongi growled at me and stomped after her. I was right. He did like her.

A few minutes past and I went in that direction. 

"Hothead" I grumbled 

I heard the voic