An Unbreakable Love

Chp.30 'Flowers'

Hana POV-

So, it's been three days since Jimin left. Three days of complete torture. Three days of being away from my husband. Three days of missing my husband's touch and warmth. 

I was so happy when we were watching the movie 'The notebook' sitting in the living room, all curled up. I wished for the time to pass slowly so that I could cherish such small moments with him. I was hoping that we could spend some quality time together like this in the future too until he got a call. And when he came back he told me that he needs to go on a business trip the day after. 

I was sad. I tried to not show any ounce of sadness on my face but failed miserably because of the way Jimin was looking at me. I kept telling him that I am fine while he kept assuring me that he'll come soon. I know he will. And I also didn't want to be an obstacle in his work. 

How much ever work he might have, I know that he will return. He will come back to me.

He left one day after and I started missing him the very next moment. We did talk on the phone for the past three nights but that isn't making me feel better. I just want his hug. I am missing him so much. 

He didn't tell me much about his trip. I know, I mean, it might be some confidential work thing. 

Sometimes I think that I don't know Jimin at all. I mean, I know how he is, about his flirty playboy past but that's all. About his family, I only know about Granny, his uncle, and Mark. I don't know what happened to his parents, whether they are alive or dead. Whether they are together or divorced. He never talked about them. Though I am curious about his past, I am not going to interrogate him or anything. I am not going to ask him something he doesn't want to talk about. 

He opened up about his feelings for me, though it took him time. I will wait till he is comfortable talking about his childhood and parents. Relationships are all about making your partner feel comfortable and not prying information out of them if they are not comfortable talking about it. 

I am sure he will talk about it and I'll wait for him to do so. I am curious about one thing though and it is difficult to not think about it whenever I think of Jimin.

He has some scars over his body, on his chest, and on his back. They looked old and almost weren't that visible but I noticed them. Some looked very old while some looked recent. I wanted to ask him about them but didn't want to ruin the moment.

I thought that maybe they could be related to his childhood. I don't know what kind of childhood or how his relationship with his parents was so I just kept my mouth shut. As I said, wait till he opens up. 

Whatever it is, I am never leaving him or judging him for his past. I don't care about how he was or what he went through in his childhood, I am going to love him no matter what. 

Okay. Too much Jimin talks. For the past three days, I have been doing nothing productive. I went to the cafe I worked at to meet my friends and spent my day there, helping them in between. They asked about some spicy details about my sex life with Jimin but I kept my mouth shut. Not that I don't trust them or anything. I was trying not to miss Jimin a lot and talking and thinking about our sex life would have done the exact thing. I spent some time talking with Lina and Lily and also had a chat with my brother. He has been busy will his stuff abroad.

I asked him whether he has a girlfriend but his answer was no. I hope he also meets someone who would love him because he has suffered a lot too. I hope he meets someone who makes him all giddy and happy as Jimin does to me. 

Currently, it's 11:30 at night and I am sitting in the living room with a journal on my lap and a pen in my hand. Lily and Lina left at 10:30 so I am all alone. About the journal, I saw a video that inspired me to write a journal too. It is said that journalling helps you sort your feelings and thoughts so I thought of trying it. I prefer writing about my feelings and thoughts of Jimin than just lying in my bed with my phone doing nothing.

I have been sitting and writing for 15 minutes and my first page is already filled with a lot of scribblings. This journalling thing is exhausting.

Before I can resume writing about how sexy Jimin's body is and how much I miss him, I hear the doorbell.

I look at the clock and am surprised. I wasn't expecting anyone, definitely not this late. I hesitate in the beginning but a thought crosses my mind. What if it is Lily or Lina?

They might have forgotten something.

I finally get up and keep my stuff on the table when I hear the doorbell for the second time.

I am kind of nervous as I am all alone in this whole apartment. I just hope it is not a thief or anything, but again why would a thief ring the doorbell? I am being stupid. 

You know my brother always instructed me to check from the peephole whenever you open your house's door. It's a thing even small children are aware of. I think I should have followed that rule too.

I open the door and all I see are flowers and a man who is holding them in his face, blocking it.

Beautiful flowers- roses, lilies, etc.

Confusion is written all over my face because I definitely wasn't expecting a man whose face is hidden by flowers at 11:30 at night.

My confusion increases when I hear what he says next-

" Beautiful flowers for a beautiful woman..."

To be continued...

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Ok so first of all

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I wasn't expecting this at all. But thank u so much. Thank you for reading my story till now though I am not being regular. I am trying, seriously. 

Also, the chapter that I posted today is a short one I guess but it is for a reason. I wanted to keep a cliffhanger so it will be more exciting.

Don't kill me for this..hehehe.

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