Jimin squinted his eyes as blinding light from the window brushed his eyes. He was lying from a secluded private room only him knew.
It's morning but unlike any other day.
Today wasn't usual.
His eyes was swollen and dark.
On his side is a calendar marked with red ink.
"D-Day"
-Flashback-
Jimin got confused seeing his grandmother unconscious in the living room of Jeon's house. What happened, is what he asked himself but he couldn't remember anything. He remembered his grandmother to inviting him to go inside but after that, everything was hazy. How come he got more forgetful everyday, he thought.Jimin looked at his watch and around the empty living room. He suddenly felt bad for his grandmother lying uncomfortably on the couch. He then remembered a spare room that he never enter when he stayed at Jungkook's house. He wanted to ask permission first but when he saw the old lady shivering, he thought that he needed to take her somewhere comfortable first. "Jungkook would probably understand if I borrowed his room for a while." Jimin stood up and looked outside again. Jungkook was still speaking and Taehyung is still on the phone. He heaved a sigh. "But I wonder if the room is still useable, I never seen it anyways." He mumbled. 'I should go check it first,' He thought.
Jimin carefully opened the room. The door creaked as he slowly pushed the knob but to his disappointment, the room couldn't be used by his grandmother. The room was filled with red light and photos hanging everywhere. "Oh, why didn't I realize it before. Jungkook must be using this to develop his photos." He face palmed.
He roamed his eyes around and a certain photo caught his attention. There was a huge photo hanging on the wall. "W-wait. Is that me?" He asked with sudden amusement. It was his photo under a cherry blossom tree. It was that time Jungkook offered a modeling job to him. He found it amusing how Jungkook capture this without him knowing.
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Before he knew it, Jimin found himself stepping inside the room. "Woah... When did he took this?" He gasped. As he look more, he realized that 80% of the photos inside the room was him. There was so many candid shot of him. He bit his lips to suppressed a giggle in his stomach as butterflies were playing on it. "Really... Is he a stalker or what? Why is there so many photos of me here?" He mumbled but the wide smile was never taken off his face. He was dumbfounded but also touched.
"Isn't it unfair? he keeps so many photos of me but I have none of his. Well let me see what can I have here." Jimin spoke to himself as he started rummaging some of the filed photos in Jungkook's table.
Jimin pouted. There were only few photos of Jungkook and most of them was hiding his face. The mysterious but handsome photos, there's a lot of it and Jimin couldn't help but admire him more.
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Still With My Memories
FanfictionBOOK 1: "STILL WITH MY MEMORIES" is a story of finding and choosing love between present and the past. An ordinary love story it seemed, but it is not.