𝐗𝐗𝐕 - 𝐄𝐍𝐃

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Jimin

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Jimin

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I'm not okay.

He's gone.

I have nothing left here.

Everything hurts.

Jimin wanted to scream, to cry, to yell, he wanted to end it all, end his suffering, end his life. He was tired, all the things that have happened to him this year, all of the pain he endured is too much for him but he kept it together for one person and that was Taehyung but he's gone now so Jimin sees no point in fighting anymore. Besides what would he get out of it if he kept fighting? It felt like he was being led down a path of thorns that was leading him into a pit of misery. 

With blurred vision and a dry throat, Jimin made his way to the only place he felt like he could breathe. He opened the door and the gentle autumn breeze welcomed him. The gloomy sky above, releasing rain droplets throughout Daegu as his feet moved on their own.

With bloodshot eyes, Jimin looked at the city underneath him. He smiled as he closed his eyes. Soon he would be free from this cruel world.

I'm coming Taehyung.

"Park Jimin, have you lost your mind?!" Jimin felt someone pulling him back as his feet almost slipped from the roof of the hospital. 

"What are you doing here Hobi?"

Hobi grabs Jimin by his collar, roughly pulling Jimin towards him, evident anger in his eyes. "What were you doing just now? Trying to end your life?!" Jimin didn't even flinch as his childhood friend yelled in his face. He still felt numb, he still wanted to disappear. "Why would you do that Jimin?" Jimin could tell he was still angry but his voice softened as he observed the state Jimin was in.

Jimin walked forward, screaming and sobbing into his friend's chest. Hobi's heart broke seeing Jimin this way. Jimin was always the one who stayed positive no matter what life threw at him but here he was, begging Hobi to let him go.

"He's dead. The love of my life is dead." 

Hobi protectively wrapped his arms around Jimin as he continued to cry. "I'm sorry to hear that Jimin, what was his name?"

"Taehyung, Kim Taehyung."

Hobi wiped the tears forming in his eyes and looked down at the broken man below him. "Kim Taehyung? That name sounds familiar," Hobi cupped Jimin's cheeks, wiping away the tears that kept falling. "Mind giving me a minute? I need to check something." Jimin nodded and sat down on the ground with his head down.

Minutes later, Hobi came running back, his chest heaving up and down. "He's not dead," Jimin's face was filled with confusion so Hobi decided to catch his breath before telling him everything. "Obviously, you know I work here," Jimin nodded. "I remember some doctors talking about a person named Kim Taehyung," Jimin quickly rose to his feet. "Well, I called one of my coworkers and she informed me that Kim Taehyung was moved room 613 and he's-"

Hobi was left speechless as Jimin rushed past him, his feet not slowing down for a second as he ran up 6 sets of stairs. He could have taken the elevator but he was too anxious to stay still that long.

Jimin's heart was pounding against his chest as he made it to the sixth floor. He bumped into a few nurses but he didn't care, he just needed to see him.

His legs moved faster when he noticed Namjoon standing outside of the door, seeming to be having a conversation with one of the doctors.

"Namjoon." Jimin breathed out as soon as he approached him. Namjoon bowed to the doctor before facing Jimin.

"There's something I need to tell you." The smile on Jimin's face dropped when he saw the serious look on Namjoon's face.

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"Taehyung?" Jimin's voice cracked and he felt dizzy but he needed to see Taehyung before he took care of himself.

Taehyung opened his eyes with slightly furrowed eyebrows. "I'm sorry but do I know you? The tone of his voice was cold and unrecognizable.

Jimin's heart felt like it was being ripped out of his chest. He looked down at the floor not wanting Taehyung to see his tears.

Veiny arms wrapped themselves around Jimin's body. "I'm joking baby, how could I ever forget the one thing that makes my fucked up life better?" Jimin smacked his chest and Taehyung laughed. "Careful tiny, I just got stitches."

Jimin wanted to scold Taehyung for almost giving him a heart attack but he decided to let it go. Being in his embrace after such a long time, Jimin felt like he was at peace again.

He's really here.

I got my Taehyungie back.

"Is something wrong?" Jimin looked up, noticing the tense look on Taehyung's face.

"The cops must know I'm here so that means I will be taken away at any time now that I'm awake."

Jimin cupped Taehyung's cheeks, forcing him to look at him. "That's all been taken care of," Jimin led Taehyung to the bed and carefully straddled him. "When Yoongi got arrested, the authorities were aware of his relationship with Jungkook, and to reduce his jail time, he admitted to pinning numerous deaths on you to cover for Jungkook therefore your case was reviewed and as of now, you're a free man." Jimin clapped his tiny hands together, placing sweet kisses all over Taehyung's face. "Although, you will need to attend weekly therapy sessions." 

Taehyung wanted to jump up in the air and shout. He's finally free. He's been trapped in that shitty hospital for so many years, suffering for someone he thought he loved. Yes, he killed people, but it was because of the hold Jungkook had on him. He felt like he needed to kill and hurt others to be loved by him. 

Jimin was enough for him, he'll always be enough. Taehyung hated the fact that he spent so many years hating him because he let Jungkook fill his head with lies. Jimin should hate him for how he treated him but Taehyung was grateful that he didn't. 

At this moment, as Jimin's eyes lit up as he joked and laughed with Taehyung, he knew that he had found the one for him, his soulmate. "Hey, Taehyung,"

"Yes?" Taehyung answered, the smile never leaving his face. 

"I love you." 

"I love you more, tiny. 

Taehyung intertwined his large hands with Jimin's small ones. "Let's go home shall we?" 

Even if they had nowhere to go they would both be okay with it.

Because to them, they were each other's home




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omg, so i finished my first au. it feels so unreal that i did it. i truly enjoy writing and i hope you enjoyed this book if you did make it to the end. i know some parts probably didn't make sense or it most likely seemed rushed, im so sorry. it's just i didnt want to drag to story on but recently i did do some updates to it by adding extra chapters so i hope that can make up for it :) if you have any questions you wanna ask me, pls feel free to message me.

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