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5. BTS Park Jimin - Ice

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Genre: Angst & fluffyish | AU!supernatural Jimin |

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: Jimin left the love of his life two years ago with no explanation, but now he's back and something about him is different and quite possibly inhuman.

Loosely based off of a prompt "You took something from me I can never get back; It ruined me".

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It was a cool spring afternoon and my day had gone on too long. I was exhausted once again. It had been this way lately, that even if I hadn't done much at work, by the end of the day, my body was done. Emotionally, I was broken – just a shell of the person I once was... but I went on. I continued living even when I didn't think I could bare it any longer. Now, it had gotten easier to deal with though, as it had been two years since the incident.

Easier but not better.

I was missing the ability to trust and I didn't think it was ever coming back.

How could it when the one person I had put all my faith in had broken me in the first place?

Never again, I told myself.

I couldn't be too mad about it though, as it taught me not to hope for much from anyone. And in turn, I no longer got disappointed.

At first, I thought he would be back. I waited up late at night, keeping my porch light on – but he never came. What could I expect after he left without a word? So eventually, I gave up.

I didn't look for signs of his return and I closed my heart to the idea of it.

I was right for it, because two years later and he still hadn't returned. Today it was two years exactly to the day. The first year after he left on this same day, I cried all day long. This year, I was stronger. I pretended he didn't even exist and for all I knew, he didn't anymore since I had gotten rid of any trace of him once being in my life.

I was doing so well until I pulled into my driveway and saw a silhouette that I tried so hard to forget.

"How dare he?" I muttered to myself and I sat in my car shaking. I don't need this. Just back out the drive and go to your mother's house, I told myself. It had been a while since I had seen my mother after all.

His figure didn't once move as I pressed the break and gripped the gear shift.

I stopped myself before I could switch to reverse. This was nothing happening. I am not going to be a coward. This is my home and he has no right to be here. Not after all of this time. I groaned and lifted my shaking hand from the gear shift and my foot from the break. Angrily, I yanked my keys from the ignition as I stormed out of the car.

I moved faster than I thought I could as I strode up my sidewalk to my front door. I ignored his presence on my porch and opened my front door with clammy and still shaking hands. If he spoke, I didn't know because I was blocking it all out – although I was certain I felt the vibration of his voice in my skull.

Somehow, I got inside and shut and locked the door without confronting the man that messed me up. That was until I finally heard his voice through the cracks in the door. "Don't make me do this the hard way, Y/N. Let me in."

I rolled my eyes with a scoff and as I walked away. But then, I heard a crunching sound and I looked back to see my door knob fall to the floor with a loud clank as my door swung open. I stared at the mangled doorknob for a moment until I looked up and stared the man right in the eye.