Forever Rain (A BTS Fanfiction)

Jimin and Y/n

*Third point of view*

"Noona!" Y/n was cooking for the boys as they all entered her apartment. Jimin ran and picked Dusk up as the Hyung line walked in the kitchen. "What are we having?" Jin asked and started chopping the onions which were on the kitchen counter.

"Jjapaguri with steak, dakgalbi, chicken fried rice." she said and smiled at Hobi who clapped in excitement. "Yoongi oppa, Seokjin Oppa you both can sit and relax with the maknaes." she told them and they both nodded. "I'm stealing your cold brew." Suga shouted as he walked out of the kitchen. "Hobi, cook the jjapaguri. The packets are in the top left shelf. If you want any other noodles to add, they would be above that shelf." she ordered the 94 liner and turned to Namjoon. He stepped closer to her as she stared at him thinking what job to give him. "Don't break anything and cook the rice, please." she smiled as he stared at her.  "Call me oppa and I'll do it." he smiled innocently to which she chuckled. "I'm older than you, joons." she kissed his cheek and started with the dakgalbi.
Namjoon stared at her and smiled.

He was whipped but it didn't matter because he knew she was too. "Noona?" they all turned their head to Jimin, who called Y/n out. "Can I talk to you for a moment?" she nodded and walked out with Jimin.
They both sat in the balcony and stared at the scene in front of them.
"What's the matter, Jimin?" Jimin looked at her and sighed. "I don't feel myself. I feel like I'm lacking something." She looked at him and saw his cheek bones popping out sharply. She closed her eyes, realizing he was on diet again.
"Jimin, you asked me once why do I get tattoos with you?" he nodded and turned his head towards her. This was a forever mystery for him. He always wanted to know that why always with him, not with anyone else. She doesn't even go with J-Hope or Suga but him.

"Every tattoo except my first three ones, are done beside you because each of them were inspired by you. Remember the wind tattoo, your dance inspired it. You move with so much of elegance that it just makes me feel at peace. The rose tattoo, you are an embodiment of a rose. You're delicate, loved, desired but dangerous, guarded and you fear being overrated." she looked at him and the showed her bicep. "The lyrics of lie, the lyrics of serendipity, calico cat, the closed eyelids and so many more that will come in future. Jiminah, you are my inspiration. You are so many people's saving grace. You lack nothing. You aren't flawless because you're human but you work on yourself and that is enough. Jiminah, you are enough." she tries to make him believe and in a way he did. He got his answer. He found his path. "Let's go, I still haven't made the dinner." she smiled and held out her hand to help him stand up and he smiled at her.

Sometimes searching for validation is not wrong. Some people need it. It is important to help each other believe in themselves. When one falls, another has to help; this is the only way how humanity will live in harmony.