taes anatomy

Jimins anatomy

Authors note:
All the bold italics are jimins thoughts. please dont get confused❤

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Jimins pov

As a child, I was raised to attend church every Sunday and every Wednesday like a good Christian. Even though I'm not in to that sort of thing, I still went anyway... not because I was forced, but because of the music.

I walked up the cobblestone steps of the small chapel opposite the church. I felt that after today's whole fiasco, I needed time to myself just to recuperate and gather myself again.

I didn't want to go too far, just in case Taehyung needed me and I didn't want to get wasted at the bar either, so I came here.

It was no secret that I was a gifted child. I could play the violin just by imitating the players at church. At the time, I couldn't even read the sheet music; I was just driven by my pure passion for it.

When I entered the chapel, there was no one. It was like the place had been deserted. Thank god for that, though. With all the screaming and shouting from earlier, maybe some peace and quiet will do me some good.

I took a seat at the front benches of the church and closed my eyes for a second, appreciating the quietness and serenity.

I loved playing the violin so much that I even volunteered to go to every single mass in the week, including weddings and funerals, just so that I could have an hour after mass with the violin. Playing that thing seemed to keep me sane and calm.

In the front of the church, there was a huge space, occupied by chairs and music stands. The church must have an orchestra or something. They might be practicing for a concert?

On one of the chairs, lay an abandoned violin. I furrowed my eyebrows at this.

"Who in their right mind would leave their instrument lying around unprotected like this?" I muttered as I neared the thing.

The church I attended was so big and spacious, so I would always stand on the balcony and play my heart out in the empty building, letting the sound ring through the building.

It was like I was in a movie.

I loved that.

I would play my heart out until the grounds keeper told me that he had to go home.  Even he said that begrudgingly because just like me, he didn't want me to stop playing.

I looked at the instrument for a moment, and then looked around me. The church was still empty.  Should i?

"No jimin, you shouldn't. This isn't yours." I said to myself.

But I really wanted to. Its bee such a long time since I've played it and now... looking at this lonely violin.

It was like the violin was yearning to have its strings pulled.

"Fine jimin. One song, and that's it." I said down on the chair and thought about a song to play.

Out of all the classical pieces in this world, which one should you choose to play now? In this quiet, peaceful, deserted church?