We stare at each other for a few moments before I see tears run down his face. I walk closer to him and wrap my arms around his smaller body, expecting him to pull away.

I get suprised as I feel his arms wrap around my body and he pulls me closer to him. I let him sob into my chest and I rub his back, looking around.

It's almost pitch black out here, the only light coming from the few street lamps placed here and there.

"I'm sorry..." I hear Jimin say multiple times as he continues to sob. I don't completely know whats happening right now so I just go with it.

Jimin stops crying as hard and the only thing heard can be sniffles.

"Are you okay?" I ask, pulling back slightly so I can face the smaller boy.

"I'm sorry," He says, rubbing his eyes. "I didn't mean to get your shirt wet, It's just that I missed you guys and it hurts,"

"What do you mean?" I ask, pulling him over to a nearby bench that I found while looking around.

"You know when we first bumped into each other?" He asks and I nod. "I did remember you. I'm not even supposed to be talking to you. She told me not to-"

"Who's she?" My question makes Jimin go silent for a minute.

"...My mother," He says quietly. Why would his mom want Jimin to talk to his friends?

"What did she say to you?"

"She told me that I wasn't allowed to talk to you becuase you guys would hurt me," Jimin says, hiccuping every few seconds. "She said that I would die if I stayed near you guys like I almost did that night,"

I go quiet and my stomach drops, thinking about what Jimin was saying. I guess it really was my fault that he almost died... would it be safer for him to stay away from us? I shake my head... my fathers gone now. No one will hurt us anymore.

I'm about to say something when Jimin starts talking again.

"I believed everything. I couldn't remember most of what happened that day so I had to believe what they were saying," He says, making me more confused. So he doesn't remember what happened? "But after we moved back here and I saw you again, and Yoongi, I started questioning everything. I want to know what happened that night and why you guys are so dangerous... they told me you were going to kill me that night. But I dont know if thats true anymore, I don't know who's lying or not. I only remember us having fun together, I don't remember anything being dangerous,"

"So you don't know what happened that night?" I ask and he nods.

"Yeah. All I remember is that when I woke up in the hospital and my parents were there, saying that we were moving back to Busan,"

"So thats where you were for the past three years?"

"Yeah," Jimin says, rubbing his nose. "But we came back last month because my parents said it would be safe again... I haven't told them that I've seen you guys yet,"

"What would happen if you told them?"

"We would move again. And I don't want to do that, I really miss you guys,"

"You said that you have a girlfriend right?" I ask and Jimin starts crying again. "But you've only been here for a month?"

"Y-yeah... Umji, the girl you saw the other day, is my girlfriend. We met in Busan and my mom really liked her so we started dating. We have an arranged marriage now and she really likes me but I don't like her. She's nice and everything but I dont love her. I don't know how I'm suppoed to get married to her,"

"You're in an arranged marriage?" I ask and Jimin nods.

"I've tried talking to my mother to stop if but she wont listen to me, so I gave up. I figured I wouldn't see you guys again so thought there was no point in cancelling it," He says, making my heart hurt. "But then I saw you guys and I thought I had a chance to be happy again but then I remembered my mother telling me you guys were bad so I pushed you away... I'm relly sorry,"

"It's alright," I say, pulling Jimin back into a hug. "You're with us now right?"

He pulls away slightly and looks up at me. He miles and nods.

"Yeah, I guess I am. I really missed you,"

"I missed you too,"

We sit in silence for a little bit, staring at each other. I let my eyes travel around his face, looking at all the features. I look at his prominent jawline and realize that he's lost weight since I've last seen him.

I look up at his eyes which are looking back at me and I look back down at his lips. I don't realize us getting closer to each other until our lips are almost touching. I stop, scared that I'll mess something up when moves closer, closing the space in between us.

He pulls away first and we stare into each other eyes. I notice the pink tint on his cheeks that I can barely see due to the darkness surrounding us.

"I-I'm sorry," Jimin says, looking away.

I bring my hands up to his cheeks and pull his face closer, capturing his lips with mine. He quickly kisses back and I pull away after a few moments, catching my breath.

Jimin lays his head on my shoulder and I move my hands from his face to his waist, pulling him closer to me and into a hug. I really missed him.

"I'm sorry for everyting," Jimin says. "I'm sorry for being rude and pretending like I don't know you. I'm sorry for leaving-"

"Stop apologizing," I say, cutting him off.

"But I feel so bad," He says, looking me in the eyes.

"It's alright now," I say. "It's fine, it's not all your fault,"

We sit in silence, me holding him in my arms for a while.

"It's getting late," I say, noticing the dark sky. "Are you going to go home?"

"i don't want to go home," Jimin mumbles. "I don't want to see my mother,"

"You're going to have to talk to her eventually," I say, rubbing his back. "But you can stay at my place for a while if you want to,"

"Thank you," He says and I pull away from his body slightly.

"Come on, we should head back,"