mei be whatever

anonymous asked:

You're such a good human, how do you not let negative things effect you ? Or when they do, how do you deal with it ? Ps your cwote blog is great !!!!

ooo, my first advicey question under LAToS :)

In life, we are subjected to a spectrum of things. We have good things like mint chocolate chip ice cream and kittens and we have bad things like insecurities and the company of those whom are negative influences on us. Everything that happens to us, will affect us.
There will be an effect.
Coming to terms with this is an important realization. We cannot escape the unpleasantries in life. They will occur with or without our consent. So – as you mention – the only way to combat these unfortunate realities is to cope. And being the complex and individual humans that we all are by nature, we have a virtually infinite library of techniques to do so. Some of us surround ourselves with the good things in life like the ice cream and kittens I mentioned earlier. Some like to get lost in work, or in their play, like excelling in school or at their job, or having enjoy the hell out of answering questions from ANONs on Tumblr :))) Some focus on self improvement. And others get lost in less constructive activities like self-loathing and self-hate. Before I continue, QUESTIONING YOUR SELF WORTH IS NEVER THE ANSWER. I think it’s natural for those questions to arise, but dwelling on them isn’t healthy. 
So, how do I personally get over the harsh realities of life? I have a 2 step process:

  1. I grieve
  2. I do me

I grieve over whatever happened by crying (super underrated if done right; crying is a beautiful, emotional release), or by escaping deep into thought about what happened, and ask why and etc. Then, after my crying or thinking is taken care of, I do me. I take time to think about what I love in life and what makes me happy and then I do that. It usually involves exercising, deep and meaningful conversations, good food, writing, nap time and Tumblr :)

I hope this helps and I know I’m not answering this as my Cwote persona, but bad shit happens all the time. It sucks, but it’s real. When it happens, let it hit you as hard as it comes and then use that as an opportunity to figure out your process of overcoming life’s woes. 

Also, also, let me know if these responses are too long. Some of you who message me or Cwote just set off a train of thought in my head and I run with it. I just don’t want to be too long winded. Anyway.


Fake Chats #242
  • Taehyung: I just want a Totoro, is that too much to ask?
  • Jungkook, angrily: how can you even say that?
  • Taehyung: ?
  • Jungkook, manhandling Jimin: here, a Totoro. You idiot.
  • Taehyung: all for me?
  • Jungkook: no, not all for you. For me, too.
  • Taehyung: I guess that's fair. Are you Mei and I'm Satsuki?
  • Jungkook: whatever. Point it, we have a Totoro.
  • Jimin: what if I don't want to be Totoro?
  • Jungkook: what if you don't want to be small and cute? Too bad, 'cause you are!
  • Taehyung: Totoro isn't small though.
  • Jungkook: fine, I'll just keep him all to myself!
  • Taehyung: no, no, I want him too!
  • Jimin: here we go again.

anonymous asked:

Request plz! Junkrat coming off as a flirt to other girls. When he goes to ask his crush out they reject him rather coldly. When he inquires why, they give him a line like, "You're always flirting with (Mei/Dva/Symmetra/Whatever girl), why don't you ask them out instead?" (Also, not implying any canon char ships, just an example.) Thnx!

- You’d had a crush on Jamie for as long as you could remember, There was something about him you just loved to bits, the way he was out going, smart, never let anything really get him down, negative vibes seemed to bounce right off of him. You wished you could have half as much strength as he did. But there was one massive turn off about the tall lanky Junker, he was a massive flirt.

- Even now in the break room you could see his lanky form draped over the counter and trying his best to chatter to a very unimpressed Satya. She looked down her long elegant nose at him as she stirred her tea.

- “Ya know I can rig somethin’ up for them little light balls of ya’s darl’“ he suggested with a wide grin as he slid along the counter to get closer to her. She glared daggers at him and grabbed a cloth, she cleaned the black smears that he’d left on the side. “Jamison” she started and gestured for him to get up so she could carry on cleaning.

- Another time he was happily bouncing around Mei trying to speak Chinese with her, no idea where he had picked it up but it sounded so silly in that thick Aussie accent of his. He must have said something wrong because the short female gasped and slapped him around the face before storming off. “OI! Snowball! comeon..” he whined and chased after her.

- You now just had to leave whenever you saw him being that way with people, it killed you, seeing the man you were so deeply into just throwing himself at the other woman. When you passed the mess hall you saw him sat with Hana and chattering happily. She seemed happy with his company…. you couldn’t take it and ran.

- Later that night there was a knock at the door, you mumbled and untangled yourself from your bedsheets, it wasn’t late but you’d retreated to the safety of your nest for the night. You opened the door, it slid open with a shosssh sound and there stood Junkrat, stood fully for once and boy did he tower over you. He had something behind his back.

- “Yes Junkrat?” you asked you folded arms over your chest and gave him a sceptical look. The use of his nickname put him off somewhat, you could tell with how his face fell a little… but he soon recovered and thrust a bunch of weeds in your face.

- Most people would have been put off of such a gesture but you knew Junkrat honestly thought these were flowers where he still wasn’t used to seeing anything green so he assumed anything green like this were flowers. The hopeful look that shone in those amber eyes… what did he want?

- “I came ta ask ya out on a date, I really like ya face darl’” he beamed ear to ear, you had no idea how sweaty his palm was, how his toes curled in nervousness on his remaining foot. You just scowled at him.

- “Run out of others huh? did none of the others want you so you came to your last chance to get your dick wet?” you snapped which caused him to hunch back to his smaller form, the confidence from moments ago vanishing.

- “Wo..Wot? it ain’t like tha’ darl!” he protested but you shook your head and stamped your foot to get his attention as he tried to spill all his weak ass excuses. He was a bad liar after all.

-”What about Mei? Satya? a…a..and today?” He just gawked at you before those bushy brows frowned and he pushed past you into your room, you let out a squawk as he just did as he liked.

- “Ya may not ‘ave noticed but I ain’t very well liked… an’ the girlies seem to ‘ate me more then the guys…” he itched his head, ruffling the patchy blonde tufts. “An’ most of the shelias think I’m like.. a fuckin’ sex offender or summit…” a laugh, awkward and strained as it pittered into a giggle.

- “So I keep tryin’ me best to get in the good books… it ain’t nothin’ like tha’ I’d not root a single one of them” his expression soured as he placed the handful of weeds on your side.

- “What about Hana?” you asked and tapped your foot, keeping the door open wanting him to take the hint and just fuck off, did he have any idea how much damage he had done to you?

- “She’s 19 an’ just a mate.. I woz actually takin’ to ‘er about ‘ow I feel about YOU an’ she said I’d get a yes if I asked ya out… she implied it was…well… I guess she woz wrong” another sad sounding raspy giggle as his bony shoulders just shurged.

- “O..oh my God Jamie.. I am!” you suddenly felt about two inches tall as you grabbed his arm. He smiled weakly and tried to pass it all off as a joke. “I would love to go on a date with you if that’s the case… an…and if you still want too?”

- A smirk stretched across his face as he leaned back against the doorframe. A cackle erupted before he could calm himself down enough to speak, “I think after ‘urting me delicate feelin’s ya should take ME out?” 

- “Well.. ok princess, I’m sure I can do that” you both chuckled before he headed out the door, just leaving a black smudge on the wall as he did so.

anonymous asked:

Did you see the forum post where Blizz said that Mercy actually doesn't know that Gabriel is Reaper?

yeah, I also don’t believe that Mercy knows about Reaper being Reyes, but what I find funny is that Reinhardt has a voice line where he yells TRAITOR after killing an enemy Reaper and Chu popped up and said that Reinhardt doesn’t know about Reaper being Reyes and that the only reason the voice line is in there because he thought it was cool.

That is…so unprofessional.

He is the lead writer in charge of the lore, he doesn’t seem to give a single fuck about story accuracy, then puts voice lines in the game that blatantly contradict whatever canon he’s trying to build.

here is Chu’s post:

So far: Ana and Jack (when they encountered him in Old Soldiers) and Sombra (because she Knows Things).

Even with everything that’s happened to Reyes, Ana and Jack would be able to recognize him immediately, given all their close experience serving together over the years.

(To make it extra confusing: it gets a little more complicated in-game because we chose to have some non-canon interactions because I think it’s more interesting to have Reinhardt take out Reaper and say, “Traitor!” than to accurately reflect that he doesn’t know Reaper’s true identity. But as I’ve said before, events in game shouldn’t be considered strictly canon.)

and here is my response to this bullshit.

“yeah but if Sombra says she found something out about Genjis past, we should be able to see that as a hint that there is something.

if Winston tells Genji that he enjoyed working with him becaue he wasn’t much of a talker, then we should be able to tell that Genji was distant from OW in the past

if McCree tells Pharah that Ana helped him with his shooting skills, then that should be able to be considered canon

there are crack interactions like Mei and Junkrat or whatever , and then there are some that make sense in the world

if reinhardt yells traitor after killing reaper, it should tell us that he knows about gabriel.

“i thought this was cool even if it contradicts canon” is unprofessional”

This guy whines that people are hard on him when he puts shit like this in the game and doesn’t see a reason why people are upset with the way he is directing the story and the voice lines 

Dream Sweet in Sea Major 2

When considering traditional standards of beauty or masculine charm, the features that made Yagura recognizable were not often considered. A notable scar below the one eye, irises colored bleeding pink, and a diminished stature that confused him with children if viewed from behind. No, Yagura was not what tradition would call beautiful, but he was other things.

Among those things he was old, considerably old, and in all the years of his long existence he had learned how to be. He knew what angles worked for him, what lighting suited his features, and how to lower his tenor to a velvet edged voice that could turn razor sharp in a second.  He knew how to hold himself, how to dress himself, how to carry himself. He knew his worth and his worth was pretty damn high. The world was meant for him and was his. He acted as haughty as he pleased and the world slid right into his palm.

It gave him no little delight to be proven time and time again that the world was his to manipulate and take from as he pleased. The woman in the doorway seemed to do nothing more than stoke his already engorged ego.

There was blood across the floor and a dead hand under the toe of his designer shoes. Yagura leaned his head to the side and lowered his lids before lifting a rolled cigarette to his lips and cupping the end. A small burn of red and the end caught and began to smoke.  

With the toe of his shoe he poked under the dead hand and kicked it up so it flopped back down onto the face of the corpse just as he took a long drag to exhale in semi dramatic fashion. The woman in the doorway didn’t move, and her eyes were still glued in appreciation to his figure even though half the other employees were scared and hiding.

“That’s enough for now,” he said to the other boys, turning away so the tail ends of his jacket flapped like a cape behind him. It made his walk all the more purposeful as he walked past the hungry woman and left her wanting. He didn’t even glance her way as he called out to the boys behind him.

“I think they got the message here. We’ll be back in the hour though if they step into our turf again.”

“You think we needed to leave so few alive?” Haku asked in a clear voice that reminded Yagura of the ice.

“Ao?” Yagura grunted before exhaling smoke again.

Ao came up behind Hake and purposefully stopped to turn and look behind them before pulling his gun out from the front breast pocket of his gray pinstripe. He aimed in less than a second and recoiled only slightly when the shot rang out and sank into the woman in the doorway’s forehead.

Slowly, purposefully, Ao put his gun away and reached for his hat instead. The rack had all their hats, as well as a few others that would never be worn by their owners again.

Yagura fit his fedora and pulled the front down low over his eyes before stepping out. A thin mist had settled and every so often the rain would come and wet the world further. It was perfect weather and the Mizu boys were all the stronger for it.

Haku begrudgingly followed his betters out and kept his head down, least his questions lead to more avoidable bloodshed. One woman was too risky to leave alive if she sported a handgun in the belt on her thigh? Apparently.

Ao drove, but Yagura rode from the backseat and was the real directioner for their group. If he didn’t want to go back to Mei’s place than they didn’t have to. She was technically their boss and really the only person that could handle Yagura enough to boss him into doing things for her.

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Behind The Scenes 3 (7/???)

Author’s note: So this post is a bit different that I’m including all the scenes for Taipei because each of them are too short to be put out on there own. A slight head up: this post and the next post have alot of important details so just keep an eye out for all that. Sorry for any errors and sorry for any cultural/environmental inaccuracies.

Genre: Fluff-ish/Angst/ Fake fluff/ Drama over all i guess

Word Count: 2906

City: Taipei, Taiwan (All the days)

Summary: It is time for Jhope’s girl, Meihui, to come into the picture and maybe you were closer to the maknaes than you thought. 

 Other parts: HERE

This is my GIF. I made it based off of this scenario series.


The plane ride from Hong Kong to Taipei wasn’t very long. It was only two hours, but the process of it all was still tiring. Upon arrival, the same plan went down in Taiwan as it did when you first got to China. You, the boys, and the manager went in one vehicle while Minho and Chuntao found their own rides.

This van was as large as the other ones in a China and you were all cramped in the van. Rap monster being Rap monster was the only member that had his own space as he sat in the passenger seat. “Ok so the plan.” Rap monster began. “Chuntao is going to show up to the hotel and she’s gonna “go” to the stadium in a different car as she thinks she’s gonna be brought back stage to wait with y/n.  And Hoseok, get Mei-whatever her name is-“

“Her name is Mei-hui.” Jhope corrected.

“Whatever, just get her to meet you backstage tonight after the concert. The earlier you meet her the better. Tell her that a backstage pass is waiting for her at the ticket booth. The room that’s “meant” for Jin and Chuntao is going to you and Mei-whatever after the concert.”

Of course, things went as ordered and you all weren’t at the hotel long before having to go to the stadium.


Backstage was as boring as usual. What made it worse was that you weren’t able to nap because you had fallen asleep on the plane. You just lay on the couch, practically forced to watch the guys performing from the TV in the room.

After what felt like eternity, you heard someone open the door. Suga staggered in drenched in sweat and obviously exhausted. He made his way to you and dropped himself in the middle of the couch. He laid back, not caring about practically sitting on top of you.

“Eww! Yoongi-“

“I’m- fucking- tired.” He huffed between breathes

“Yoongi! You’re all sweaty! Get off!”

He settled himself more on the couch. “Sssshhhh… I’m busy- sweating.”

“Yoongi!” you tried to get up, but he lazily pinned you down. “You’re so gross!”

“Me? Gross? I’m not- gross.” He used one hand to wipe his sweat off. “Now this- this is- gross.” He smiled, flicking a few drops of sweat on you.

All the disgust gave you the strength to squirm away from under his thin frame. “Where is everyone else?” you asked in annoyance.

“Should- be here- any second.” He said with his eyes closed, still trying to catch his breath.

You got up and grabbed a bottle of water and a hand towel for him.

“You’re- too good- to me! I don’t- deserve you!” he said grabbing the stuff from you. He chugged the bottle and threw the towel over his face

“Tell me about it.” You said as you plopped down next to him.

Soon, the rest of the guys bust in, just as exhausted as Suga. They all went around, doing the usual routine of resting and getting ready to go back to the hotel.

Just as the guys were don’t changing and Rap monster was about to interrogated Jhope over Mei-hui, there was a knock at the door and the manager poked his head in. “Hoseok, Meihui is here.”

“Really?” Jhope asked excitedly. He quickly made his way up to the door.

When Jungkook heard “Meihui”, he quickly went over to you and you jumped into character, wrapping your arm around his. The rest of the guys lined up in preparation to greet Meihui.

You could see Jhope’s smile grow as his eyes fell upon Meihui. She was a very adorable looking girl. She was dressed in a cute pink blouse and a white skirt. Her hair was up in two pig tails, tied with pink bows. Her cheeks blushed as he hid her face behind her tiny hands also beyond excited to meet Jhope.

The second she was in the room, he screeched. “Meihui~!” and ran over to her, picked her up and spun her around. “You’re so much cuter in person!”

She had the biggest smile on her face. She looked like she wanted to say something, but was too excited for anything to come out.

“Guys! This is Meihui!” He beamed. Jhope held her out proudly for all of you to see her.

It was hard to think she could get anymore shy, but she proved you wrong by silently staring at the other six members with a smile glued to her face and no words being able out come out of her mouth.

From behind her, Jhope grabbed her hand and waved for her. He even said, “Hi! My name is Meihui!” for her, trying and failing to mimic a girl’s voice. The whole act of it all only made Meihui blush.

“Hi Meihui.” You all smiled.

She politely bowed and you all bowed back at her.


Meihui didn’t get to stay backstage for very long. Jhope told her to go back home, get her things and meet him back at the hotel.

At the hotel, Chuntao was already gone. According to Jin, her stuff was gone too, giving Jhope the green light to use the room.


That night you weren’t able to sleep. Jhope kept popping into your head. Obviously for months you knew that almost each of the guys had to find a girl to use for Rap monster’s plan, but the fact that Jhope was actually getting it done had just hit you. The realization slapped you in the face when you saw Meihui. Of all the girls so far, she looked the most innocent and that’s probably why it hit you harder. It was so weird, so scary, that Jhope, your friend, was going through with everything. The more you thought about it the more hurt you felt. Jhope has been nothing but angel to you and the fact that he would be so selfish as to do this to Meihui disgusted you. “Maybe I didn’t really know him after all…”


You were locked back stage with Meihui for the second concert in Taipei. She was a very quiet person. Her quietness reminded you of Chuntao, except you could tell that she was just genuinely shy. In the beginning of your four hours together, when you asked a question, she would always blush and speak softly.

It took a while, but eventually, she opened up to you and was actually really funny. You saw how she and Jhope could have been able to get along, they both had the same sense of humor. For the last few hours, you told her some embarrassing stories about the guys and about how the tour had gone so far, making sure to keep the bad details out. It did come across your mind to tell her the truth about everything or to ask her for her phone, but you knew that wouldn’t be right. You would get into deep trouble if you did either of those things. Even if you told her what was going to happen to her, it would only make the inevitable happen sooner.

You had gotten good at coming off as “normal” despite the thoughts that were running through your head. You were too good and it scared you. As you spoke to her, you were keen on coming up with believable lies for the questions she threw at you. “Am I becoming like the guys?” you constantly asked yourself.


With V gone at a deal with Rap monster, you all were a bit bored without him. The entire day was basically a usual last day. You and Jimin were on his bed watching yet another Netflix movie on Jungkook’s laptop. There was nothing good to watch, so you both made a game of watching foreign movies without subtitles or even reading the summary of the movie and trying to figure out what was going on. At the moment, you were watching some French film and neither of you could figure out what the genre of it was.

“Do you know what is going on yet?” you asked

“Nah, you?”


Jungkook came in from the other side of the room and looked at himself in the standing mirror by the door. “Ah! I need to workout!”

“You look fine me!” Jimin commented. “Fine as fuck.” He whispered, making you laugh.

“That’s it! I’m going to the gym!” Jungkook declared.

“I’ll go too!” Jimin said, jumping off the bed. “C’mon y/n, let’s go.”

“I don’t wanna go though.” You whined

“You have to. You can’t be alone. We’d leave you here, but we don’t want to risk Namjoon finding out.”

“It’s two against one. All you gotta do is sit and enjoy the show!” Jungkook grunted as he began doing outrageous body builder poses.

You all changed into workout clothes and made the short journey to the elevator. However, you all stopped when Suga’s voice called out to you all. “Hey guys! Where are you all going?”

“The gym.” Jimin answered. “Where are you going?”

“Um, well, I was going to you guys’ room…”

“Just come with us then!… You looked dressed to go anyway.”

“Eeehhh…” Suga shrugged.

Jungkook was rather impatient and grabbed your hand. “Well, you stay behind then. We are heading to the gym before more people get there.” He said as he began to lead you down the hall.

“I guess I’ll tag along then!” Suga said soon catching up to you.

At the gym, there was more than a few people doing their thing. They all definitely took notice of the four of you as you all walked in. From the corner of your eye you could see them stopping their workout to try and sneak pictures of you guys as you made your way over to the other side of the gym.

Jungkook pulled you closer to him. “There are a few people around, do you wanna give them a little show or something?”

“It’d be smart if we did.” you whispered back to him.

Jimin went straight to the weights and Suga took a seat at the empty chairs along the wall. You and Jungkook went over to an open area.

Jungkook lay on the floor on his back. “Ok baby, I need you to count for me.” He said cutely, but loud enough that the other guest could hear him.

‘No problem!” you said, keeping ahold of his legs.

After having practically no personal space from him since the tour started and having pretended for so long, his face coming so close to yours didn’t bother you anymore. In fact, you could consider him as an acquaintance, occasionally having decent small talk here and there and having an inside joke from time to time. This moment was the perfect opportunity to playfully mess with him a bit.

Jungkook noticed the sudden smile in your face. “What’s- so-funny?” He asked between each sit up.

You didn’t answer him. Instead, you broke out into the ugliest face you could get yourself to make and proceeded to make different stupid faces each time he sat back up.

Jungkook fell back down in a fit of laughter. “You were supposed to keep count!” He laughed. “How many did I have?”

“… I wasn’t paying attention!” you smiled innocently. “Start again!”

“Aish! What am I going to do with you?”

“Love me! Don’t be so grumpy, all that laughing I made you do probably gave you a better six pack!”

“And not all those sit ups I just did?”

“Of course not!” you smiled.

“Am I going to win this little dispute?” there was still a remanence of a smile on his face.

“Of course not!” you repeated in the same cheerful tone.

Jungkook repositioned himself and did a complete sit up again, this time placing a kiss on your forehead.

“One.” You smiled.

He proceeded with his set of sit ups until deciding to stop at 100. Then he moved to work on his arms along side Jimin. They both had their music in their ears and were in the zone. You still didn’t feel like being active in any way so you got up from the floor and took a seat next to Suga.

“You’re not gonna workout?” He asked

“I have no intention of doing such a thing. I’m only here cuz they dragged me along. But why did you come?”

“That horse of yours is with Meihui and I was stuck in the room with Jin who has been video chatting Jinjin for hours. I was going to your room to go annoy you.”

“You really like doing that, don’t you?”

He smiled that cute gummy smile of his. “It’s a good way to pass the time…” Sadly, his smile quickly disappeared. “Hey… Hiro hasn’t given you any trouble, right?” He asked in a whisper.

“Nope, not at all. Thanks.”

“Good… Listen… I just wanna warn you about something… I don’t know what day I’ll meet her, but when I’m with Aiko, uh, I’ll probably be acting a bit different.

You swallowed a lump that formed in your throat at just the sound of her name. “Different how?”

“Just, um, maybe not being able to talk to you as much…”

You looked away from him and moved your gaze to Jimin and Jungkook. “Well, then things won’t be too different then.” You said with surprising amount of attitude.

“What do you mean?”

You didn’t answer him right away. Instead you noticed that Jimin and Jungkook were now doing different exercises. Jimin was doing different style of pull ups on the arm bar and Jungkook was over on the weight bench. “…Why don’t you go spot Jungkook?” you suggested as a way to change the subject

“What? That’s not what I was asking.”

“Just go spot him noodleman.” You said jokingly. “It’s not smart for anyone to bench by themselves. Go help him.”

Suga did as you told him, but not without looking back at you in utter confusion.

As Suga left, Jimin came up to you and asked you to help him with sit ups too. You played with him the same way you did Jungkook. He was a bunch of laughs, constantly getting after you for throwing him off. After he finished his set, he went back to doing other exercises.

You sat back down and Suga was still spotting Jungkook, but he had left his phone behind. The phone buzzed and the screen turned on to show a new message from none other than Aiko. Just seeing her name on his phone twisted your insides. You only felt worse when you saw what she had sent him. You didn’t know Japanese, but you understood heart emojis.

You looked up and saw Suga making his way back to his seat. You quickly turned away from his phone and acted like you didn’t see anything. When he sat back down, he looked at his phone and quickly pulled out his head phones that Jackson gave him, cutting himself off from the rest of the world.

Thirty minutes of silence went by before Jimin finished his workout and came and sat next to you.

“Why’d you finish so quickly?” you asked.

“I just couldn’t get into the workout.” He shrugged.

You noticed that he wasn’t looking at you though. He was staring longingly at Jungkook who was yet again working out with the dumbbells.

“You’re so lucky.” He mumbled. “Well, not lucky… but um-“

You laughed. “Don’t worry I think I get what you mean. I don’t blame you for being a bit jealous sometimes.” You in a hushed voice.

“Is it that obvious?” he whispered.

“A bit, but that’s only cuz I know.”

He covered his face with his hands out of embarrassment, but then he looked around to see if there were people around. When the coast was clear he spoke again. “But just look at him though! He’s just so… Damn!”

“What exactly do you like about him?” you whispered. You had always been curious as to why Jimin had such strong feeling for Jungkook. Even though you knew Jungkook a bit more, you still couldn’t see what Jimin saw in him.

“Need I remind you that he’s hot as fuck?” he asked, making you both laugh. “…But aside from that, he’s just amazing. Like yeah, he can a little shit at times, but underneath it all he’s super sweet and considerate… He’s perfect. I’m just- I’m like so drawn to him. No matter how much I tell myself that there is point to these feelings, I can’t stop them…”

You were surprised Jimin was telling you this, and in a gym, no less. Maybe after everything that went down between the two of you, you guys were actually friends now.

“…Jimin, do you still get jealous of me and him to the point that it hurts the way it did before?”

“Honestly?… Yeah a tiny bit… but I don’t know. It’s not that I’m mad at you anymore or anything. It’s just… I just wish it was me…”

You gave him a half smile. “Don’t worry Jimin, it’s all fake. I don’t like him like that.”  you reassured. “but I think I know how you feel now.” You said under your breath as you look a glimpse at Suga.