So I could just show up and bring the news
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They say "No matter what happened, as long as your other half is by your side, everything's fine."
At first, I didn't believe any of it. I called it "Nonsense" and dismiss every topic about love. Only Mom pushed me to discover new things, for she doesn't want me to end up like her. Being divorced.
"Yoongi, come here." She called me from the kitchen one day. I was busy reviewing my notes, trying my best to remember every single information for the upcoming exam.
I reluctantly stood up, dragging my feet to where she was. Once I reached her, she squealed, almost breaking my eardrums. Despite her age, she really acts like a teenager.
She held up her phone in front of my face, literally shoving it into my face. "Is he your boyfriend?".
I looked closely, and saw Park Ji Min's picture. My face blushed crimson red from the tip of my ears to my cheeks.
"Mom, where did you get that?". I asked, choking from my own saliva. Why am I nervous that much?
Mom chuckled, pinching my blushing face.
"My, my. Yoongi is growing up. Would you like me to help you in your love problems?".
Usually, when the word "Love" comes, I always push it to the dark corner of my mind. But ever since I saw you in school and realizing why my heartbeat is beating fast, that word was becoming my favorite now. Your spell is working on me, gradually making me weak and vulnerable to you. However, it gave a sense of safety and warmth inside my chest.
Instead of protesting, I nodded my head. Thankfully, Mom didn't bother me after that.
"Okay, go back to your room and study.", she said with a smile.
I walked to my room, feeling contented and shy. But before I shut my door, I heard Mom's gentle voice.
"Park Ji Min. What lovely name." She chuckled.
"Still a shame. Soon, he'll have to change to Min Ji Min."
Oh, did I told you that Mom likes you so much? Well, she did. She's so supportive. I told her that you asked me out and she jumped up and down. She's more excited than me, you know. We spent our afternoon finding the right outfit because she told me "Dress to impress", which I took by heart.
After days of preparing myself, Sunday came with a flick of my fingers. The schedule of our date. My long awaited moment. Before I walk out of my house to meet you, I tried imagining what would you look like. Would you stay being an innocent man or come out as a bad boy who stole my heart? I know I'm being cheesy now. Half of it is your fault, you know.
"Yoongi!"
Mom called, handing out a small package. It was a box, wrapped in a purple cloth with ribbon tied around around it. It also includes a note saying "Hope you like it, Jimin-ssi -Love, Yoongi"
Once again, I blushed deeply, hiding my face inside my pale hands. "Mom, isn't it too cheesy?".
Chuckling, Mom hugged me, patting my back.
"It's not cheesy nor lame. Your just showing your love for him using the thing you want to do, and that's baking. Am I right, sweetie?".
I couldn't help but thank God while I was my way to our meeting place. He gave me a very understanding Mom who accepted me even if I'm gay, and at the same time, you arrived,making the dull colors bright. I'm so lucky.
"Yoongi-ah! Over here".
When you called me using that name, more heat climbed to my face. I would actually pass as a human tomato because of you, my darling. I even fell deeper, seeing how ethereal you look. Casual clothes that may seem boring, but when put on your perfect body, everything will surely stop by to look at you and admire a piece of art.
Too bad, though. Because I already made you mine.
I remembered how you held my hand, leading me to one of the outside table of your chosen restaurant. The wind pushing your rich blonde hair aside. Maybe the world wants us to end up together.
Upon seating, I saw many girls on our left side, checking how hot you look. If you only knew how jealous I am. Especially when you picked up our ordered foods, one man went straight to you, asking for you number.
"Sorry if I took a lot of time picking up our orders. Some random guy just-".
I stopped you by picking your hand, gently caressing it and bringing it to my face. Looking straight to you, I took a deep breath, mustering courage.
"How did you know I have feelings for you, Jimin-ah?".
You blushed.
Seeing you blush fasten the pace of my heartbeat. Do you know how you caught me off guard? You're the first person to do that to me.
"Because I also have that for you, Min Yoon Gi. I..."
And the last person to do so.
"I like you too".
The world stopped moving, for a moment. The only thing mattered is how your eyes turn into crescent shapes again, smile showing your white teeth. Everyone around us faded, leaving only you and me, like we're the only people here. I finally concluded that when you're with the person you love for a long time, nothing ever mattered.
Loving you from afar for 3 months since I saw you at school, now I had the chance to love you personally, no more hiding. I finally did. Until now, my love, I still can't believe that I made you mine.
I hope you still love me.
To show you that I still do, listen carefully.
I love you, my angel.
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Author's Note;
Two updates in one day. Yeehhey.
See ya later, lovelies
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FanfictionA story where Min Yoon Gi, a 24 year old male, made a diary for his deceased husband, Park Ji Min, hoping the younger will know how much he loves him. Started: July 23, 2022 Ended: August 21, 2022