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In White Houses

Ch.16

3rd Person

"How about some ice cream?" Jimin asked looking over at Minjoo who was clearly staring at a picture of a strawberry ice cream cone on the ice cream stand. Her stare breaks as she looks back at him, "No it's okay..." Jimin chuckled ignoring her decline, he walked over to the stand to buy her an ice cream cone.

"You...didn't have to do that." She pouted taking the cone from him. Jimin laughed watching her dig in with an annoyed face as they sat on a bench, "Did you have fun?"
"Yes!" her eyes suddenly lit up, she was lightly bouncing up and down eating her ice cream excitedly. She reminded Jimin of a child's first time at the festival, he couldn't help but stare at her, admiring her as she was oblivious to his gaze. She makes every day so hard for him to live without her knowing his true feelings for her. The first time he laid eyes on her as she was standing in the kitchen looking lost, he just knew he had to have her..more than a friend he thought.

But, it seems more difficult, with...Taehyung around. His good friend and roommate. Jimin couldn't get over the kissed they had shared on her first night there, he was more confused about it than her. He has to be playing with her feelings, he thought, just like all the other girls he played with back in University.

Jimin told him his feelings for her that day he caught them in Taehyung's room, he told him to pursue her since he wasn't interested but He could see he was lying. He can see him looking at her, the way his eyes soften, he always notices her. You don't look at someone like that that you're not interested in. And what sucked was he knows, that she kind of notices him too.

I need to tell her my feelings, I need to do it before him before he hurts her in some type of way, he thought.

"Minjoo..." he muttered, "Yes Jimin? Are you okay?" fuck, this is going to be so hard, he thought to himself, biting his lip.



"Can I tell you something?" "What is it?" Her beautiful round eyes were staring back at him so concerned, he has to tell her.

"I uh..." come on Jimin, "I...., I..." say you like her you idiot! "I...li--..." almost, "I....lik.., I'm thirsty, are you thirsty? Because I'm parched! I'm gonna go get some soda, uh I'll be right back!!" He quickly stood up and rushed his way out of there. FUCK, why couldn't I do it?!?!? He slapped his forehead repeatedly which caused some people to look at him. Idiot, Idiot, Idiot!!!

He stood in a long line at the only concession stand on this side of the festival still beating himself up as he began to feel little raindrops. Dark clouds were moving in the night sky, making the stars disappear, "Crap, is it really going to rain? I need to hurry."

After about 10 minutes of waiting in line he finally started heading to the bench area with drinks, then it started to pour. The rain was coming down so hard causing everyone to panic, trying to find shelter or head back to their cars. FUCK, can this night go even more wrong? he thought jogging in the rain trying to make it back as fast as he can, he was going to feel terrible to see her wet from the rain.

The crowd was going crazy running everywhere, Jimin tried his best to keep from bumping into people but he accidentally ran into some girl with an umbrella, the drinks spilled and she dropped her umbrella, she got up from the ground and continued to run off without it, trying to catch up with her friends. "Well aren't' I lucky," he quickly grabbed the umbrella and ran to the bench where he had left Minjoo, only, Minjoo wasn't there.

Where the hell could she be?? He got out his phone trying to call her, only for her phone to keep ringing and goes to her voicemail. This can't be happening. He ran around the festival looking around, he checked the bathroom areas, under trees, all the trees, the parking lot, she was nowhere to be found. His heart started beating faster, what could have happened to her. 'This is my second time losing her, what's up with that?' He grew frustrated squeezing the handle of the umbrella.

As he walked back to the bench area something caught his eye. Something was on the muddy wet ground. It was her puppy plushy he had won her earlier. It was dirty with mud and slightly flat from being stepped on so many times.



As he slowly picks up the plushy his eyes caught a figure in a small gazebo a few yards away, the rain slowed giving him a clearer view, he saw who it was.



Taehyung and Minjoo...hugging each other.

He felt his heart sank to the bottoms of his stomach a sad emotion taking over.
'I'm always...late.' he thought as he dropped the plushy back on the ground, he turned around, walking away from the sight.

Too late.




Notes

Poor Jimin why do I always do this to him!?!?

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