All right banbogdoen sisogeim..
Ijeseoya kkeut-eul naebolyeo hae.All right jigyeoun sisogeim..
Nugungan yeogiseo naelyeoya dwae.Hal sun eobsjiman
Nuga naelilji maljin seolo nunchi mango..Geujeo mam ganeun daelo jiljil kkeulji mango,
Ijen naelilji malji kkeut-eul naebojago.
Banbogdoeneun sisogeim..
Ijen guermane
A faint melody hit my ears like heaven. I don't know the owner of the voice but indeed he's a good singer. I wipe my hands on the kitchen towel and turn off the gas, before walking towards the living room to find out that it was Suga. His voice was husky but melodious. I don't know how to say it but when he started to rap, I realized that his voice is perfect for rap more than singing. But it's not that he's bad in vocal parts but... As I said, I don't know how to say it.
"Oh, you're here?" I realized that I was staring at him when Jimin's voice interrupted me.
"Yeah. What is it?" I tried to hide the fact that I was drooling over someone's voice.
"I need your help with someone." I finally come back to reality and give my attention to Jimin.
"Who's it?" He gestured me towards his room and we entered inside. I sit on the edge of the bed while he kneels in front of me, resting his chin on my lap.
"Actually. It's my friend, Tae." He says as if he's hesitant, about whether to say it or not.
"Tae?" I was surprised by the unfamiliar name.
"Umm, Kim Tae Hyung. The anime type of guy from our college. On whom every girl used to have a crush?" Then I remember the boy. The utterly handsome boy. Well, handsome is not a perfect term to explain his beauty. But again, there is no other term that can explain it. But his looks were heavenly. Forget about girls, even boys used to have a crush on him. Back then at the age of 19, he was marvellous. I wonder what he looks like now.
"Earth to, Ari." Jimin moves his hand in front of me to take me out of my dreamland.
"Uh yeah. So, how can I help with him?" I ask. Now what do I have to do with his friends?
"His girlfriend died last month." A gasp left my mouth. Oh, poor boy. Jimin looks at me and continues.
"He loved her so much so as she. She was like oxygen to him. He didn't take a breath without her. Both of their parents agreed to this marriage. But then life hit their love. She was going to meet him when a truck hit her car and damaged the front of it. As usual, the spot is dead. He didn't react at first. But after that, he started to believe that she was alive and staying with him. He started to talk alone and slowly lost his mind. And now he's fully mentally unstable." My heart becomes heavy by his story. So now this is clear, that fate is the one who always kicks everyone in their balls. Well, I'm not speaking of girls as mention of balls is not a usual thing for them.
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My Seven Husband
Fanfiction"I'll marry you." ❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄❄ They say life gives you 7 chances of love. But what if you catch all of them? What if life gives you 7 different chances only to take every chance individually? Warning:- Phobias. Psychological illness. Violence. A litt...