❪JJK - 전정국 | PJM - 박지민❫
❝It's weird how a simple mishap changed our lives,❞ she says.
❝I know,❞ you smile, ❝It's as if this mishap was godsend.❞ You say.
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➛ Jimin x Reader au & Jungkook x OC au
➛ Jimin&Jungkook!princes x Reader&OC!ordinary...
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The chirping of the crickets sends a wave of tranquility through Yureum's body. The cool breeze making her hair sway backwards in a mild motion. Yureum's feet — toes to be precise — stay dipped in the cool water of the pond, aquatic plants and small little fishes tickling her.
Yureum moves her legs to and fro, creating titchy waves in the water. Yureum's eyes fall on a blue, night-lotus. She extends her arm whilst she reaches out the flower. Her slender fingers go around and under the petals and she gently picks the lotus, bringing it to herself as she admires the flower.
Heaving an elongated sigh, Yureum rotates the lotus in her hands by the stem.
The past few months have been anything but peaceful. Yureum has practically forgotten who she is and how she is. She doesn't know where she's gone. All she is aware of, is that this woman right here isn't her.
Yureum doesn't recall being a quiet, locked-up person. She is out-going and smart and lively. She doesn't have the slightest idea of when she left her jolly self. She doesn't remember the time where she decided to bear the pain life's been causing her.
However, something inside her tells her to just be patient and wait. Somewhere inside her head is a voice that whispers to her every night about keeping hope. A mellifluous, serene voice sings her a soft lullaby about keeping faith and having hopes.
Yureum's mother's words play themselves as she inhales the air around her.
"My friends say I'm weak and vulnerable." The little girl sticks out her bottom lip.
"Nonsense," her mother cups her face, "You're not weak. You're not vulnerable." Her mother smiles at her, "You're emotional my darling; you can feel others' emotions. And believe me, that's a wonderful gift to have."
Yureum opens her eyes after recalling what she remembers as the last conversation she had with her mother before she was consumed by the plague that hit Busan years ago. Warm tears assemble in her eyes due to Yureum's sudden reminiscence.
She has been so occupied into her thoughts that she doesn't realise your presence next to her.
"Someone's in deep thoughts." You give your sister a cheeky smile.
Yureum chuckles a little. "How do you always know where to find me?" She looks over at you, her elegant hazel eyes glistening in the moonlight.
