Exposed to the media at an early age. He was known as Korean Beauty. One of the most influential actor and beauty pageant winners of his time.
He was young, the apple of the eyes and a temptation, seductress.
A winner. He was no loser. In his life...
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He sits in the car, Chinese Takeout in his hands along with a chopstick. Jimin drinks his soda and he continues to drive along the streets.
The day is sunny, it is hot and the wind is just tantalizingly annoying, yet sweet. He looks around the place, he does not know where he is. There are fields and there is no one, he looks around when Jimin stops the car and he gets out.
Jungkook does the same. He looks around and watches as Jimin walks towards the trunk to get a bag. He grabs the younger's hand and he walks, leading him away from the car. Jungkook looks around and his eyes stop when he sees guys with state boards, they all have helmets on was they skate while others have rep cups in their hands.
Jungkook smiles. He watches Jimin throw the bag on the ground before grabbing a skateboard from a shelf.
"Do you know how to skate?" He asks, Jungkook shakes his head. He grins, a crooked grin and he walks him around until they find a place where the ground is balanced. He sets it down and he points at it.
"Stand on it." Jungkook does and Jimin grabs his hands before beginning to move around with him on top of it. Jungkook giggles when he feels himself move and Jimin chuckles.
"Do you think that you can do it on the small ramp?" He asks and Jungkook nods. Moving to it he places the skateboard on top and he stands on it while holding Jimin's hand. He slides down, falling in the process and the latter hold him so that he doesn't fall. Jimin laughs.
"Let's do something else instead." He says and he walks them both out on the empty pathway and he grabs the bag opening it before taking out the color smoke bomb. He hands two to Jungkook who grabs them and he grabs a random but before climbing on it and letting the boy standing behind him.
From afar they hear music and they laugh when they hear a women scream and slap a man who scares her.
Jungkook opens the bombs and he holds them, smiling when he sees the colorful smoke. He smiles and he grins, his hands up. He feels the wind against his face as Jimin rides the bike.
A tear unexpectedly leaves his eyes. He's never been this happy before.
And he looks down at Jimin who sits on the bike while riding it. He is beautiful and Jungkook doesn't think that he will ever get over the beauty of the male.
The sky is a light shade of blue, contrasts the sun and the the moving clouds.
He wonders what his mother must be doing. If she is in San Francisco all alone in her bedroom while waiting for Tom to come back and speak with him.
He knew about their problems, how the words of divorce had begun circling around them. After ten years together, they were going to separate. It was so odd to see how it occurred when that happened. A couple, living for so long and then one day they just think to themselves.
I don't want this anymore.
It's a reason why he was scared of love in the first place. Why he didn't ever think of being in a relationship. He knows.
They all end in two ways.
Until death does them apart or until they can't stand being in each other's presence.
It was inevitable.
Everything is planned to occur that certain way.
They stop in front of the ocean. It expands miles in front of him as if there is nothing on the other side of it. It being a mirror to the sky. Jungkook stares at it and he gets off the bike the bombs are thrown in the trash and he begins to dance, he can still hear the music from afar and it is enough for Jimin to laugh at his silliness, at how carefree he feels to have all this freedom. Jimin begins to dance as well both of them jumping and kicking sand at each other as they move their bodies along to the music.
Jimin stares at the younger once he sits, they both stare at each other.
Jungkook smiles, "What?" He asks softly and the latter grins.
"Have I ever told you that you look beautiful?" Jimin asks and Jungkook nods.
"You always do." He whispers and Jimin chuckles before he looks out at the ocean in front of them.
"You know," he starts. "I always fucked around with everyone. With women, I'd see one, one day, and then later that night or the next day I'd have another woman in my bed. I hated going out too, believe it or not. I used to spend most of my time in the shop doing what I love to do, fixing cars and fanboying over them. But then you came, I stopped looking at women as if they were objects, you were not a woman, but your kind nature radiates it. So I learned how to remain calm. I stopped seeing all those women, stopped fucking around. You somehow shaped some standard I had made and you fucking broke them all. I can say that you changed me." He whispers and he looks at Jungkook who smiles. He clears his throat before reaching into his sweater and taking out a box.
He opens it and Jungkook gasps at the necklace, it has a flower pendant. Four of the leaves are made of emeralds and the other four are makes out of small diamonds.
"When I went to go get Delilah's birthday present yesterday. I saw it and it reminded me of your ring; so I bought it for you. Brilliant and beautiful, yet hard like a diamond." Jungkook stares at it in awe and he watches as Jimin takes out the necklace to put it on him.
