𝕿𝖜𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖞 𝕾𝖎𝖝

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Jimin's POV

Flipping over the pages of her diary made me feel a lot of emotions, my heart kept on hurting as I traced her handwriting inked with a blue fountain pen and I felt nostalgic. Jennifer.... It was a very different feeling. A feeling when you feel that you're living but your heart is not beating, a feeling where you are alive but dead inside because that thing which keeps you alive is no more. What kept me alive till now? When she was with me, she was the source of my liveliness and when she left, the hope to get her again was the thing which kept me alive. Now both the things are no more, then how can I expect myself to live like just another man.

Taking a deep breath, I proceeded. I had to read this to know what had happened to her.

The first time I saw you, and your face got printed in mind. I didn't know back then that you are going to be such an important part of my life. The way you were lying in that car, I was so shocked. Even though I didn't know you personally but still I felt a connection with you then at that point which made me realise that I should help you and then I rushed to you, taking your head in my lap. You were a business man, and just like in the books, a handsome charming young CEO of a company. Did I ever tell you that Grey suits you? Yes, it does. It was the first colour I saw you in.

I flipped over....

You know what did I noticed back then that you were a baby. As the sun rays fell on your beautiful face, it gleamed. Your cheeks just resembled a baby, those pouty plump lips and big eyelashes. Jimin, have I ever told you that you are a work of art?

Thinking of it now I recollect how you changed with time. I couldn't even imagine that one day this baby like human would turn into a crazy guy. That day was the day when you took her name for the first time, YOUNG SOON.

You referred to me as Young Soon, and asked me if I felt something too. What would I have felt then? I felt different. When you came close to me, I was feeling something inside me, inside my stomach, butterflies most probably. I just looked at you, the feeling was weird but I wanted to feel it more and more not caring who Young Soon was.

"And that was the day I decided never to let you go," I mumbled and turned over to the next page.

The thoughts about Young Soon had left me demented. She was the only thing going on in my mind now, I wanted to know who she was. Do you know why? Have I ever told you this Jimin? That I was enamored by you the moment I saw you and you touched me. Taehyung was behaving strangely, I should have known back then that it was obvious. It was something I felt about you and Young Soon which he felt about me and you. He loved me.

I tried really hard to get to know her, but all in vain. No source could tell me who she was and how was she connected to you. Just those two words, Young and Soon... That evening you gave me something I was craving the most, your touch. When you caressed my cheek, I felt goosebumps all over. You had that effect on me Park Jimin.

You had asked me if I remembered my family. I had said a yes. You know what Jennifer, I knew each and everything. I knew you were not Young Soon but that thing in my mind to make you mine, it made me do all this.

Next encounter happened when I saw you sleeping on my bed, and the moonlight was shining over your face. You had looked so beautiful then, well, when didn't you? The only thing I knew was that I was addicted to you and that innocent face of yours.

Next day we had met your parents, and I tried to ask them about Young Soon, but like you they also didn't wanted to tell me. You all were very secretive but still I wasn't able to guess what the reason could have been. You asked your parents to stay with me and they agreed. I was not shocked by the fact that you were suffering from Post traumatic amnesia, you behaved in that certain way. Anyone would have known. Then that day, you put first aid on my feet and I realised that you were a kind person.

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