A/N

I know, I know I've promised this for almost a year already and I'm really sorry for only having to make this special chapter now :( Please forgive me guys.

But for the Chrismin shippers out there (omg you guys the ship names are so cute), here's your alternative ending! I'm sorry if it's not how you imagined. I guess a year of not writing got me rusty :( I'll still try my best though!

Tell me which ending you like best, okay?

Always take care my dear fellow ARMYs.

Love you lots! Xoxo

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Jimin's POV (going back to his confession)

"It's because you're the girl I like." I finally got the words out of my mouth. I was looking straight into her eyes, gathering all my courage to finally let out the words even if I was shaking inside, terrified of the possibility of rejection. Deep down I know, she truly loves Jungkook, but I just can't stand her hurting anymore. She doesn't deserve all of this.

Her eyes says it all.

She never really saw me as anything more than friends.

It hurt, but I won't be giving up this easy.

I mean, what do you expect, Park Jimin? They just broke up. Ofcourse she still hasn't moved on.

"I know it's unfair that I'm telling you this just right after you've broke up with Jungkook," I said, looking down as I bite my lower lip, blinking out the tears. "I don't need an answer right away, It's fine. I can wait." I said, looking back up and into her eyes, giving her a slight smile. "Confirm your feelings first. Right now... it may still be Jungkook, but I'll be here for you. I'll always wait for you. Whatever your decision will be... I'll always be here for you." I said, patting her hands that was holding the flowers I gave her.

She was about to say something when Suga hyung came into the picture and I took my cue and stood up, taking a deep breath and facing Suga hyung with the most normal self they know, a smiley, goofy Park Jimin.

"Hyung, we're all needed in the company. I came to pick you up." I told him, giving him my signature eye smile.

Suga hyung was reluctant to leave Christine alone but she insisted she was fine and it was important that we leave. She pats Suga hyung's chests and leads us out, waving us good bye with a smile before closing the door behind us.

"Well, I just got kicked out of my house by my sister." Suga hyung muttered, sighing.

I chuckled, giving him a pat on the shoulder.

"Don't take it personally hyung, you know she means well." I told him and he nodded, walking ahead, thinking that I was right behind him.

I looked back to my shoulder, thinking about her.

I'll wait for you, Christine

I'm always here for you,

and I'll always wait for you.

No matter how long it takes.

"I love you, Christine. Please do know that" I whispered, closing my eyes and heaving a deep breath.

"Jimin ah! Are you coming or what?" when I realized Suga hyung was waiting, I quickly jogged up to him and muttered a playful apology before we were on our way to the company for our come back promotions meeting.

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2 days later

We got back to the dorm, all tired and exhausted from training. Jungkook hasn't been doing well and have been frequently asking if Christine was okay or not to Suga hyung. It pains me to see him like that, but the pain Christine has suffered because of him was far more greater than that. Right when she needs a sturdy safe haven to be found in him as her boyfriend, he goes vulnerable and let that Yuri shake him.

"I'll be in my room," I told no one in particular as everyone was really tired from today. I stood up from the couch and went to my room, took a towel and a quick shower before plopping down on my bed, forgetting to eat dinner as I'd rather sleep.

I look to my bedside drawer and found a note.

"미안아다, 지민니..."

I took the note and breathed deeply, realizing my vision was blurry and soon tears fell from my eyes to my pillows.

"I'm still here for you, always will be." I whispered, hugging the note to my chest even if the pain was making it hard for me to breathe.

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Our tour all over Korea was almost at its end when Suga hyung talked to me about Christine leaving for treatment abroad.

"You have to keep it a secret, okay? Christine told me to tell you that." Suga hyung says, drinking his energy drink but I chuckled to myself.

"Is that what you told everyone else hyung?" I answered in a low voice, making sure it was only us in the conversation as others were either too tired to listen or was out of earshot.

"No ofcou--"

"I know her well enough to know that she won't leave the other guys hanging." I smiled at hyung before looking down on my clasped fingers.

"You love her, don't you." Suga hyung suddenly says, making me look back up at him, trying to cover my face with indifference.

"Of course I do. I mean, don't we all?" I said

"I mean more than just platonic love. I think you know what I mean with that Park Jimin." Suga hyung says, crossing his arms.

"With what?" I still try my facade, but I'm close to hopeless because..

"I think I know you well enough to know when you're playing dumb or when you're legit clueless about one thing." He reasons out, head a little tilted to the side.

My cover was blown and I just look down, knowing the defeat I have faced from our maknae, Jungkook who has been so distant since the manager has found him and scolded him for missing the second show. No one really knows where he went that day, and he doesn't seem to tell it anytime sooner.

"It's gonna be okay, Jiminie." he pats my head, sighing.

We all have been having a hard time adjusting, knowing Christine was far away, alone and sick and there was nothing we could do.

But I did leave my word to her.

I'll always be waiting.

I'll always be here for you

And I have no plan of taking those words back.

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8 months after.

Hannah came back and wanted to start afresh with me. Taehyung didn't seem to mind and was even helping Hana by setting me up. I tried to give it a chance, thinking that the least I could do for Christine, if she really can't have anyone else but Jungkook in her heart, is to be happy with someone else.

But it was hopeless.

"Tell me anything. Random thought that passes your mind?" Hana smiles at me as we eat dinner. It was a fun day, I must say. If only I didn't ruin it before it ended.

"I'm thinking of when Christine comes back, we could take her to the places we just went to. She would love it there." I smiled at her, indulging in the food that was infront of us. "You should try this, it's really good." I told her, getting a spoon full and leaving it at her plate to try.

She gave me a weak smile before eating as well, keeping up the conversation until I drove her home and she finally said she gives up.

"I guess I really can't compete with Christine in that heart of yours huh?" she said, smiling sadly as she looked straight ahead. "You see, when you love someone, Park Jimin, you love her wholly until you just couldn't anymore. I regret wasting that chance when I was the one you were loving wholly." She looked down, wiping her tears before facing me with tear stained smile. "I wish you happiness, Jimin. I mean it."

"Jimin!" Namjoon snaps me back to reality and then I realized the staffs handing me the mic as we were getting ready for our entrance stage, Bulletproof pt.2

I focused on our performance and made sure I did my job as Park Jimin for ARMYs, getting ready to perform.

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In the middle of all the screams and shouts as we perform our own versions of Warren G's 'Regulate', I think I just had to slap myself mentally to get back on track. I was a hundred percent sure I saw Christine amongst the crowd.

"You okay?" Namjoon hyung asked as we were at the side of the stage while Jin hyung and Hobi hyung are the ones performing right now.

"Yeah, hyung. I am." I had to nod and try to convince myself more than I had to convince Namjoon hyung.

"I need you to focus, Jimin." Namjoon hyung says, ruffling my hair before we had to go back on stage again.

We finished the concert but I know I saw Christine more than once. Miji noona was by the entrance when ARMYs were let in. Maybe she knows something about this.

"Jimin where are you going?" Hoseok hyung asks as I suddenly stood up from my seat while everyone was resting.

"Do you know where Miji noona might be?" I asked him and he shrugged his shoulders before pointing at the room beside ours where our staffs rest.

I went out and knocked on their door, asking for Miji noona as soon as the door opens. When she came to the door, I took her wrist and pulled her along with me, making sure we talk where the others wont be able to hear.

"What's this all of a sudden?" Miji noona asked, surprised and confused.

"You were by the entrance, letting the fans in the concert, right noona?" I asked, my back still facing her as I was trying to think whether I'd sound sane if I ask.

"I was, yeah."

Well, whatever. Here goes.

"Did you happen to.. well maybe perhaps.." I mumbled, slowly facing her. "Did you see Christine coming in?"

She had her eyes wide open for a split second before her eyes softened on me.

"I miss her too kiddo, but I think you're just hallucinating. Stress and longing can sure do that to you psychologically--"

"I won't tell anyone, noona. I just want to know if that was her and that she is up and about and not confined in a hospital, sickly and weak." I pleaded, holding onto the side of her arms. "Please..." my grip started to loosen as it slowly falls down.

I felt a pat on my head before she embraced me in a soothing hug, patting my back as she lets me cry on her shoulder. "She's well and about, and she cheered for you guys amongst the crowd."

I sobbed in relief and in longing, happy to hear that she wasn't confined in the hospital and wanting to see her so bad because I miss her. I miss her a lot.

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2 years and 8 months after

"Hyung! We should do this more often!" I said, adrenaline rush still flowing through my veins after the free dance battle we had. Everyone laughed at the horrified faces of Jin hyung and Namjoon hyung as I opened the door to our dorm.

"Welcome home. Are you guys hungry?" Everyone froze at the mere recognition of the voice that greeted us. My head shot up to the direction of where the voice came from and sure enough, it was her.

Christine was back.

"I.." I was taking my steps forward, not really thinking about where I'm bumping into. I just got to confirm if it was me hallucinating or not. As soon as I got to the kitchen where she stood, I poked her cheeks gently, and when it didn't disappear, I held it carefully.

"It's really you..." I muttered, fresh batch of tears starting to pile up in my eyes, as I cupped her face, thumbs stroking her cheek.

"How are you, Jiminie?" She asks with a soft smile and I couldn't control myself and crushed her in a hug. A really tight hug.

"You came back." I couldn't believe it.

"All healthy and cancer free." She announced and my heart swelled in happiness as much as the other guys, cheering in and running towards us, embracing us in their group hugs with all the cheering and laughter and happiness..

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Everyone gathered in the living room, all noisy and excited when Suga hyung came in with Miji. I was so happy that I exclaimed Christine's arrival but they didn't look surprised. Not one bit.

It was funny how everyone gathered and gave him a lovely beating as he kept this information to himself, but all was well and we went back to where the girls were and sat in the living room, all chattery and happy.

Everyone gathered for dinner and ate what Chritstine has prepared. Sure enough, it was her cooking. A little more flavorful that it should have, but I guess that's how food in America was. Either way, it was still delicious and everyone finished with a clean plate. After cleaning up, everyone gathered in the living room to talk and catch up with her. As everyone talked, I kept my eyes on Christine, never missing any detail, all of her facial expressions and her genuine interest in whatever the person talking was blabbering about. I just couldn't keep my eyes off of her, afraid that if I do, she might be gone again.

I know I'm making no sense, but I really am happy that she's back.

Time passes when you're happy.

We didn't even notice how fast time was running when our door opened and two person came in.

"I'm home." Jungkook says, making everyone quiet and looking at both Christine and him.

"Welcome home." she answered, making Jungkook snap his head at the direction of the voice. He sure was surprised, but he didn't seem happy at all. As soon as he saw her, he looked like the Jungkook who was broken and hurt.

"Oppa, what's wrong?" a female voice sounded and as soon as we realized who he was with, I had my eyes on Christine, wanting to cover her eyes with a handkerchief and ears with headphones like I did before... but it's too late.

The three were both shocked at their reunion, none looked happy, both looked in pain and the other, scared.

Namjoon hyung tried to play it cool and offered them dinner although they seemed to already have before they went to the dorm. The others offered for them to come join us as they tried to keep it cool, chattering over the awkwardness in the air. I could say everyone was trying their best to act okay until Yuri had to ruin it.

"By the way, Jungkook and I have something to say." Yuri suddenly blurted out, catching everyone's attention. "Come on, oppa. Tell them." she said, tugging on Jungkook's arm and I noticed how Christine saw this gesture and fixated her eyes on it.

"Uh well, because of circumstances," Jungkook talked like a robot, emotionlessly and eyes wondering elsewhere but her's. "We've decided to-"

"What's this? Oppa you make it sound so unromantic." Yuri rolled her eyes and sighed, "Nevermind. I'll say it." She said, standing up and pulling Jungkook with her, showing one hand with a silver ring. "We're getting married!" She smiled giddily, but everyone else was dead silent. No one's pretending to be enthusiastic as the others all stared at them with mouths slightly hanging open while I looked at Christine.

She was looking down, but her cheeks were red and eyes kept moving and blinking rapidly, trying to bring back the tears, not wanting them to fall.

"Are you okay?" I whispered, taking in her small hands and giving it a squeeze.

"Yeah." She tries to smile at me but a tear betrayed her as it fell on her cheek. "I'm sorry, I'll be going. I remembered I have to meet up with Sungmi and Kai and Jaebum," she says standing up as she gathers her things before facing the couple infront of her.

"I'm happy for you guys. Please be happy." She smiles at them and was about to leave when Jungkook took her wrist and held on tight.

"Do you really mean that?" Jungkook asks, pain evident in his voice. Miji noona was in tears, watching this as the guys looked down a little at the tragedy that has happened to the couple. "Christine," Jungkook's voice was desperate, breaking a little and as I looked at Christine who swiftly wiped another tear before facing him.

"I mean it." She says, giving a small smile before she pulled her hand back and went straight to the door.

If Jungkook leaves Yuri, right here and right now. I'll let go. I'll leave Christine in Jungkook's hands where she will be truly happy.

"Christine--" Jungkook called after her, about to leave when Yuri held his arm back, looking at him as she cried.

"Oppa..." she muttered in tears, and Jungkook looked torn, not knowing what to do. He was hesitating, and that was it.

"I'm going." I said, standing up and following her steps, leaving the dorm and going straight to the elevator. We were in the 11th floor and the elevator was still in the 15th about to go up.

"Damn it." I muttered, going straight to the emergency exit when I heard sobbing noise and girl curled up at the side.

My heart broke at the sight, seeing her cry so much for a guy who hesitates for her.

"Christine..." I muttered, going straight to her as I cradled her in my arms, letting her sob on my chest as I held her tight when she held onto my shirt and cried her heart out. "It's okay... It's going to be okay... You're going to be okay."

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When she finished crying, all that was left of her was her hics, making me pet her head as I stroke her hair. She leaned on my chest as she took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Jimin." She says softly.

"Sorry for?" I asked.

"Crying about another guy, infront of you." She whispered.

"It's okay. I told you I'll always be here for you right? Always. No exception." I answered, pinching her cheeks as I tried to cheer her up.

"I don't know if I'll be able to return your feelings.. not anytime soon." She told me, shaking her head. "I'm sorry, I really am."

"I told you, I'll wait... I'm not forcing you or anything. I can wait. I'll always wait for you."

"I'm sorry, Jimin.." She closed her eyes, burying her face in her hands.

"It's okay. I'll wait..."

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I walked her to her home before bidding her goodnight. I texted Suga hyung and said that Christine was home. He soon replied, saying that he was on his way.

I stayed in their front porch, sitting on the first steps as I waited for Suga hyung to arrive. I opened my phone and looked at the saved messages, going back to the very first I saved from Christine.

Knock on my door thrice when you get home, alright? I'll be waiting

It was when Hannah first came and I still perceived her as my first love, back then. I wasn't ready to face her at the moment which was why I separated from the group, but she was the only one who knew where I was.

And she waited for me to get back home before sleeping.

I was surprised when a message from her came to my phone.

Are you really serious about waiting for me, Jimin?
-Christine

I am.
-Jimin

Are you sure?
-Christine

Mhm. :) Knock on my door thrice when you're ready, alright? I'll be waiting. Keke~
-Jimin

As soon as I sent the message, I heard the front gate open, and there was Suga hyung walking towards me.

"Thank-you for walking my sister home, Jiminie." He said, ruffling my hair and I only gave him a smile before bidding him goodnight as I went on my way.

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The first month was hard, having to see how Jungkook and Christine do things to avoid each other. It really felt different, but everyone seemed to accept the reality, including Christine sometime after. She'd often hang out with Taehyung and I but we'd have our quality time together as well.

We have our ice cream hang outs and just goofing around, sometimes even just spending the day in a park's bench, talking and being surprised as the sun had already set.

"Time sure flew, don't you think Jiminie?" She says, resting her head on my shoulder as we watched the sunset by the park's bench like usual, seeing how it set by the lake we were facing.

"Mhm. How long have you been here in Korea since your successful treatment and recovery?" I asked her with a smile, looking at her direction.

"A year and 2 months!" She cheered happily as she turned to look at me, having our faces centimeters away from each other. I didn't dare move as my eyes were fixated on her, heart thumping on my chest.

No one was moving, and I wasn't able to stand the adrenaline rushing in my veins. If I don't do anything, I might not be able to control myself and kiss her. I took a deep breath, fake coughing as I looked away. "Sorry about that." I chuckled a little, smiling nervously.

"Jimin..." She says softly, and as I peeked to my side, she was looking down. Her hands closed to a fist as it slowly knocked on the wooden bench thrice.

My heart melted as she slowly looked up, shyly biting her lower lip as she had a hard time looking straight into my eyes. "I hope I didn't make you wait for too long..."

"You came to me... that's what's important." I smiled, cupping one of her cheeks into my hand as my thumb caressed her cheek.

"I'm here now..." she whispered, closing her eyes as she leaned into my touch while she held my hand.

I let out a single chuckle, smiling as tears fell from my eyes.

"I'm not making you leave. I won't give you any reason to." I said, connecting our foreheads together as I cupped both of her cheeks in my hands. I couldn't help but smile happily as she's finally mine.

"I love you, Christine" I whispered, kissing her forehead before looking at her properly.

"I love you too, Jimin." She answered, squeezing my hand that held her cheeks as she kissed both of my inner palms.

Life was always simple.

Only we make it complex, allowing pain and hardships to come in.

But it's those pain and hardships that makes living worth while.

It's the pain that you went through that makes you cherish what you have more.

And swear on my grave that I'll cherish her until my last breath,

Forever.