Dear Seokjin,
"I love you, Jimin. I couldn't stop thinking about you, wondering where you went. I wondered if I had done something wrong, if I had scared you off. I know you waited for me, I know all of this. And I couldn't be any more grateful for it."
I crinkled my eyes. I didn't know what to say.
I told you again that I needed my tea.
"Please. Hear me out. Listen to what I'm saying. I love you, Jimin, so so much. I've always had you on my mind, and I will do anything to prove it."
I need my tea. I mutter again.
"Please, Jimin."
I didn't know what to feel.
Well, I knew what I was feeling.
I didn't know what to say.
Suddenly, I felt like painting.
The colours splashed into my vision.
Suddenly, I felt like making art.
Suddenly, it all made sense again.
"I need something."
"Is it your tea?"
"I need you," My muse is right here. "I need you. I need you because I love you."
THE END
Sorry for such an anticlimactic ending ! I'm not sure why I thought about finishing this story off (I am well aware that it has been about 3 years since I first started it) and I have no idea where I was even taking this story to begin with. But, either way this book is done now! Apologies for it being such a boring and rubbish ending but I hope you found some enjoyment out of it.
On the bright side I am starting a brand new Jinmin fic (It's called 'A Mirage in Hell') and the first 2 parts are out now already so if you'd like to check that out then that would be amazing!
Thank you as always,
Nina
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