[Edited: November 11, 2018]

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[A/N: lol guys ok i just realized i predicted BTS' "Wings" because look at my chapter forty-seven title hahahaha. WINGS wasn't even out on july 22 yet... HOLY SHIT. what the fuck. what. omfg im shook]

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"Misconception"

Jimin's POV

I looked around and found myself in an unfamiliar place, lying down on a red and black flannel sofa with green and black pillows of the same design.

I was still wearing my clothes from the hospital but my feet were covered with white rabbit-imprinted socks.

I was in the living room as I could see the television and the fireplace and just everything else. Next to the bay window was a huge christmas tree with christmas lights wrapped all around it, but no other decorations than that. I looked at the unopened package next to it that appears to be where the decorations are. There were also christmas lights on the bay window and it's dark outside. The windows were all foggy and it's so cold, so I wrapped myself in the dark green blanket with deers and snowflakes design on it.

I watched the rain drops fall outside the window. I knew I should be getting out of there now 'cause I didn't even fucking know where I was, but the rain has always kept me calm for some reason and something simply told me not to leave.

For some reason, I felt . . . safe.

How did I even end up here?

I got distracted from my thoughts as someone suddenly entered the room and cleared their throat. I turned to look and see Jungkook standing at the doorway, wearing the grey, turtle-neck sweater I gave him last Christmas, holding two mugs of what I assumed was coffee from the great and god-like (as odd as it sounds, it's the best way I can describe 'perfection') aroma I could smell.

He smiled at me and for a moment, I felt my heart sink. I've missed this so much. I just wanna hold him and let him know how much I love him, but I'm sure that this is all just a dream and none of this is real and that hurts a lot because for once, I actually don't want to wake up from a dream.

His smile immediately turned into a frown as he noticed I didn't smile back. He walked towards me and I simply watched him and feel my heart beat faster and my breathing slower as he put the two mugs on the table and wrapped his arms all around me.

Before I could even ask anything, he said right next to my ear, "I love you."

I let out a small cry and hugged him back. Tears started to fall down my cheeks as I hugged him as tight as I could, too afraid to let go of whatever this is. If it really even was a dream.

I buried my face in his chest and he kissed me everywhere on my face, continuing to mumble, "I love you" and "I miss you."

I cried harder and tried my best to get the words out of my mouth, "I love you, too."

He pulled away to cup my cheeks and wipe my tears like he always does.

"Am I dreaming? Is . . . Is this all just a dream 'cause I don't . . . I-I don't want th-this to end. Please." I held his wrists a little too tight. "I don't want you to go."

As if to answer my question, he leaned in to kiss me and it did answer my question. This is real.

The feeling of his dulcet lips against mine that oh, I've missed so much. I've missed him so much.

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"I can't believe you're finally here with me again. Everything that's happened . . . After all that, I just . . . I just want us to be happy again. I want to forget about all that. I want to run away with you and leave everything else."

"Kookie . . ."

"We can go far away. Far, far away where no one will ever recognize us. We can start a new life together. Let's leave all this bullshit behind us. You don't deserve any of this. Happiness is what you're supposed to have and I know I can give that to you just like you give it to me. Jimin, you're all that matters to me now."

"But what about your family?"

"I don't care about them! They don't even give a shit about me! All they want is the money, the business and using me! I'm tired of this. I'm tired of everything and I know you sure as hell are, too. We can run away where no one else would ever find us, not even my family. We've done it before, we can do it again."

"But how about Taehyung? Yoongi? Hoseok? Our friends? Are we just gonna leave them like that?"

He went silent and removed his hands from my cheeks. I could see his eyes start to water and he looked down to hide it. I immediately felt my heart break at the sight of him being destroyed by what I've said.

But I don't know what to do. I can't do anything.

And it's always my fault.

"I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay." He shook his head and looked back at me. "I understand."

"I'm so sorry, I always fuck shit up. Oh my God." I wiped the tears running down his cheeks like he did to me a second ago.

He chuckled. "Sheesh. Why do we always cry when we're together? Shouldn't we be happy we finally have each other?"

He turned away to get the hot coffee for me and another one for him. He took a sip of his and I didn't touch mine. He then stood up to sit on the bay window. He urged for me to follow him and I did so.

He stayed silent and watched the raindrops on the window just like I did before.

"Are you mad?" I asked even when the answer is pretty damn obvious.

"I would be lying if I said no." he smiled half-heartedly. "Are you not happy with me?"

"What?"

"I mean . . . we've been there before and we've had the chance to make everything better, yet you wanted to go back here. Is it because of me? Can I not make you feel safe?"

"Kookie, you know that's notㅡ"

"ㅡDo you not think I can make you happy? Do you not think I can save you?"

"I do!"

"Then why do you always have to make things difficult?"