Chapter Forty-Three

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Jin

Jan. 27

4:57 P.M.

Yoongi; r u the one who left this basket @ my damn door

Yoongi; i love the matte black cup and polaroid aesthetic we're going for

Yoongi; but these brownies are laced aren't they

Jin; perhaps?

Yoongi; ...

Yoongi; thanks hyung

Yoongi; and for taking JK to get groceries i just

Yoongi; can't right now

Jin; anytime

Jin; how are you feeling? Eating well? Sleeping okay?

Yoongi; remember that time back in middle school

Yoongi; with the mirror

Yoongi; and the shards

Yoongi; and the blood

Yoongi; it's all i can see, and all i can feel but it's like there is this gloss coat over everything

Yoongi; because no matter what i cant get Jimin out of my mind

Jin; i would tell you how he's doing but i don't think you want to know

Yoongi; i'm

Yoongi; i feel like i've been played with

Yoongi; and to think i thought he was starting to like me

Yoongi; ffs i'm a joke

Yoongi; JK told me but i can't do shit to help

Yoongi; he knows shit i didn't want him to, he's read things that make me ashamed to be alive, and worst of all he was scared of me, he was scared of what i'd do to him

Yoongi; i'm my fathers son in the end ig

Jin; no, yoongi you're not

Jin; you know jimin wasn't necessarily scared of you, he's been taught things like that are to be scared of

Jin; he already told you he didn't want you to be upset with him, didn't he?

Jin; i'm not saying you don't have the right to be frustrated, because you absolutely do, but be frustrated for the right reasons

Jin; you aren't your dad, yoongi, you are yourself and you are human

Jin; being upset doesn't make you your father

Jin; how you handle that frustration is what decides that

Yoongi; yea

Yoongi; but he fucked with me, had his persona tell me he liked me, build my beliefs that Jimin likes me, even loves when he doesn't

Yoongi; and i can't be mad at him, i just can't, so i'm mad at me

Yoongi; i came off perverted, sad, pissy, blunt, and needy and he let me

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