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34 : New is never easy

Jimin wrapped his gown on his naked body as he got up, looking down at still sleeping Jungkook. The cincture of his gown was loose as he yawned and then raked his fingers through his hair. He was enjoying his leisurely morning, seeing his lover sleeping in peace, back in his bed. Everything was beautiful again.

A shriek tore off his mouth and his hands closed his robe's partitions together as he saw his sister, or Tiwi's ghost, as he thought.

Hearing Jimin's high-pitch voice, Jungkook jolted straight up and looked at Tiwi entering the room rather recklessly.

The younger jumped off the bed and the next moment, he was waddling out of the bedroom. "JUNGKOOK!" Jimin screamed after the younger, but the latter ran like he wanted to outrun the snowstorm.

Looking at his lover's retreating butt, and his sister's amusing face, the actor came to the realization that his innocent-looking 23-year-old boyfriend was the culprit behind this.

He tried to ignore the fact that Tiwi was standing in front of him as he waddled like a cat across the room, wanting to get out too.

"JIMIN-AH!"

His paw-like feet stopped when he heard even the higher-pitch of voice scream at him.

"We need to talk," Tiwi commanded.

Jimin craned his neck back, trying to raise up his eyes, but he couldn't.

Tiwi took the liberty to let Jimin be the statue for a few seconds as she swiftly bounded to the door and closed it shut. "Pack your bags. I came here to bring you with me."

Jimin scoffed now, suddenly finding the courage to look up at his sister. "Hi, dear sis. Long time no see."

Tiwi squinted her eyes before she leaned down to swiftly pull away one of her slippers from her foot and pointed it at Jimin. She lurked towards her brother. "Wae, Jimin-ah?" She asked, slipper still in her hand before the emotions exuded through her body and her hands started shaking, seeing her brother up close, seeing how much he had grown, how much he had changed, how beautiful he looked, just like their father. Grabbing the man's robe by his chest, she shook him. "Don't you miss your s-sister?" She asked, crying out suddenly that her stern voice distorted.Holding her face in her palms the next moment, she broke into a quaking sob.

Keeping his eyes down on the carpet and bearing the pain that shot through his heart walls, Jimin continued to endure, without breathing, without moving his lips. He stood without doing anything, and Tiwi removed her hands away from her face for a while, feeling her body going cold and anger turning hot in her head. "How could you leave me like I am dead too, Jimin-ah? I tried to reach out so many times to only meet with your security shushing me away. Were you too busy to meet your sister? Your only family?"

Jimin only listened to the woman talking, still not speaking.

"What is my mistake, Jimin? Should I have killed myself?" She asked, feeling the weight on her chest slowly turning heavier. She wanted to crumple down on the floor and lament her pain away. But as her knees bucked, Jimin finally held her strongly in his arms.

"Wae?" The woman pouted, her chin quivering as she looked up at Jimin's face with her own tear-stricken one. "Wae, Aegi? Wae?"

The pain in her voice got to the actor. Jimin was biting his lips hard. He tried, he tried really hard and even that couldn't stop him from trembling and his eyes weren't dry anymore. He slowly leaned down and hid his face in his sister's shoulder as his body wracked a quivering spasm and he wailed out.

Hearing the two crying in pain inside the room, Jungkook fell to the floor, pulling his knees close to hide his face between his legs. It was as though he could feel their pain as he began to sob too. "Don't cry, Jimin. Please don't cry."