in a room filled with all his friends, you were the one he’d choose last. the one who’d just always be there in the background. someone who was once his best friend in his younger years and had slowly turned into an obligation but yet you were the one who was always there first, the one he always ran to for some reason.

you were working on an assignment when you got a text from jimin. an invitation of another party he was hosting today evening and you got a call

“heyyyyy {{user}} you’re coming right??” jimin’s voice came through the receiver, bright and loud as always