CURSED : The Blue Eyed Maiden [ BTS FF ]

Chapter 48

author's pov

"Young master? is there someone of your liking?" the old jeweller smiled as the sect leader of black panther walked in. Jimin always looked like some son of rich minister or a prince from nearby province on his visit to his lover. No one ever suspected him to be the ruthless fighter that killed 300 Sercarian soldiers who tried to assassinate him , all alone. Indeed his duality amazed his own sect members.

The jeweller eyed Jimin from head to toe, the younger male looked affluent and he didn't want to lose such customer. Jimin's attire was different than that of mere Sercarian, his raven hair matching with his black skin tight outfit. Anyone can take him as a prince from other region. He looked beautiful and his muscular body made him stand out among the fellow sercarian. Jimin liked to dye his hair from the magic shop , it made it easy to conceal his identity.

It wasn't like he was scared to get caught. He was fearless , he was strong enough that no one can defeat him. And his weakness.... it was her. Jimin had no weakness until he met the blue eyed maiden.

He ran his fingers through his freshly dyed locks while looking around the store. "What do you think? what type of gifts do girls....like?" Jimin asked with a straight face trying his best not lose his compose. The jeweller hummed and pointed at the expensive sets of earrings.

"The crimson ardour" he pointed at a beautiful pair of red and golden earrings before smirking and moving his hand to another masterpiece , "all yours."

Jimin never ever gifted anything to anyone , especially a woman. He often went to donate his earning in slums but a gift is different. He groaned staring at the earrings. Jimin's fashion sense , his taste was always classy , fancy and very different, his friends would always praise him for his style but the princess.... he didn't get enough time to understand her and know her enough. He eyed the couples buying stuff and then looked back at the jeweller.

"Clueless?"

"Yeah well..... I'm not sure if she'll like them-"

"Is she your wife? betrothed or.... are you trying to woo-"

"NO NO NO- uh...no-" Jimin looked at the jeweller , his cheeks flushed pink, while he shook his head, it was clear for the old man that the younger was crushing hard on the woman. "It's just.... my guest."

"So you fell for your guest, young lad?" The jeweller chuckled as he turned around to look for some more earrings. "How's the lady? simple loving, fan of fancy or exquisite beauty?"

"Huh? she's someone with the fraction of everything. She's beautiful enough to make anything on her look like a masterpiece. She's admirable. She's so pretty that even the moon would feel inferior infront of her. She's.... perfect. A woman not only beautiful but gold , inside out." Jimin praised as he closed his eyes to imagine the princess smiling infront of him. Her smile..... he opened his hazel orbs , "And that's why I'm confused , what should I present such a special person."

The jeweller grinned as he closed the boxes of gold ornaments and looked at the young man, with his old eyes smiling. "Young love is always the most beautiful experience that happens to every human." He got up and gestured Jimin to follow him inside the inner part of the store. "Gifts. There is no gift greater than love and sincerity. If you even gift her a shell necklace, I bet she'll treasure it because she knows it's from you. But maybe ..... this will help..." He pulled out an old box and looked at it with a longing gaze.

From the box , the old man pulled put a golden hair pin. "What is it ajhussi? A hair pin?" Jimin tilted his head comfused. The old man smiled.

"This isn't just a simple hair pin , son. This is magical. My grandfather gifted this to his first love, my grandmother... and she gave this to my father, my father gifted this to his first love, my mother and then she..." he paused and smiled looking up at Jimin. "She gave this to me so I can gift this to my first love."

"Did you gift this to her?"

The old man smiled and nodded , "Yes. She was really a beautiful woman, my wife really treasured this until her death. She wanted to pass this to our son but.... unfortunately we never had a child. And even though she died pretty young , I never remarried. This hairpin , I didn't pass to anyone but hearing your love for that lady, I think I should pass this to you."

"No...no I can't take this- this belongs to your family. I can't take this ajhussi-" Jimin shook his head and stepped back.

"It does belong to my family but what do you think? what will happen to this after my death? No one knows how special this hair pin is to me except you.... so- I think you should give this to her. Who knows , miracle will happen and you'll find your true love." Jimin's eyes widened as he heard him. His heart started thumping faster against his chest as he gazed the hair pin. A miracle? Is that even possible? Will Han Kyung ever fall him?

"How much is it?"

"I think this is priceless. It's from my grandparents time , I don't think any amount of money will be enough but ..." the old man paused to hand the pin to Jimin. "How about a promise?"

"A promise?"

"Yes. Promise to love her till your last breathe. That'll make me and my family happy." He eyed Jimin to watch his expressions.

"I'm not sure if I should accept the hairpin or not. It's precious to you. I'm glad you think my love for her is enough to own the hairpin, I'll take it. And It's not just for the sake of the hairpin. I really love her and I know, I'll love her till my last breath, I promise you , I'm not leaving her side till my death. Thank you so much." Jimin bowed and wrapped the hairpin in a soft piece of cloth.

"Take care of the hairpin. I hope everything goes well and you find your happiness."

"I hope so too." Jimin bowed at the oldman and slowly started walking back towards his house, smiling softly.

"I hope so too ajhussi , I hope so too."

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