Love Shot - TAEJINKOOK

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              Between two terms, my head was still spinning. I knew I had overcome, starting a serious relationship with Min Yoongi took time, with all the advances and the way Min Yoongi helped me climb the steps, a great affection grew inside me for him.

             Min Yoongi was with me on stage, in rehearsals, he would be with me all the time I could be hurt, in my crises, in the moments when nothing was important to me, so he showed me that there were millions of things I should fight to keep.

           He had me in a short time. He's not with me when he needs something, he's with me when I need someone. From a conversation, a hug, to be able to feel protected.

           But I don't understand why, despite everything, I don't feel happy.

          That's the reason I'm still sitting here, with my head resting on my hand, not knowing what to do.

         The suitcases that Taemin left have all the things that Hudson wanted to give me. I couldn't open it without Jimin, but Jimin is with Jin and I'm not going to them. I was strong, and I'm afraid I won't be again.

       — There, the two have already gone. — As if responding to my thoughts, Jimin returns, as always, he hurried to see what we have. — Is that all you had in the bank? It's a lot for two suitcases.

        Asking about the suitcases, Jimin pulls a chair making noise, as usual, this serves to get my attention.

        — What are we going to do with it? — I ask while the boy passed his little hands over one of the suitcases.

         When I picked up that note, I was curious, but now I felt like I was hiding something. Going after what Hudson left me seems risky to me now.

        — Let's see what it is before we do something. — Jimin answers without worries.

         It scares me how Jimin's curiosity lets him go over everything. I wanted to get excited like him, but I couldn't, something told me that there would be no nice things there.

        Jimin quickly lifts the top of the briefcase and his frightened feature made me pull the briefcase towards me in order to see it.

         There were no great things, they were papers and more papers with stamps and others with repeated signatures. Only the number of papers haunted me.

         — Aren't these the papers that Jin said his father was looking for? — Jimin seemed to know more than me.

        Before answering him, I see that there is a paper glued to the suitcase, it differed from the others by having the color blue. I pick it up and take off the tape that glued it. My hands were trembling again, it was a handwritten letter, without typing.

        "Hello to those who are reading this message, I wish I had delivered everything before to the police, but three months ago I found out that I am being drugged by my psychologists and I do not have the ability to reason as well as before.

I need you to help me put this man where he belongs, behind bars, without money and without all the social value he has all over Korea. If my death is already proven, which may not happen since he threatened to disappear with me, look for the police station, give everything to the police. I don't want to lose my life without first helping the people who suffered at the hands of this man.

~ Hudson Steven"

         I retained my air at the time I read.

        Jimin didn't notice my expression, with a letter from Hudson himself in hand, he didn't even see how scared I am.