Jimin saw y/n in a taller mascular man's arms, but that's not it. She kissed that man's cheek, smiling. The very first time jimin saw her big smile. For some unknown reason jimin didn't like that dude's presence. Especially how clingy that guy was towards her.
Who was he? He was indeed good looking, a tattooed arm being revealed as he wore a white t-shirt.
Jimin came to his senses after hearing her voice.
"You woke up?"
Jimin was about to reply but he got cut off by that man's voice,
"Who's he babe?"
'Babe?? Wtf??'
"He's Jimin."
"Oh hi jimin, I'm Justin."
"Se-"
"Don't you dare."
"Aishh! Whatever. Let's eat, I'm hungry."
The three of them sat on the table, eating their food. Jimin noticed how she smiled at him, responded to him. Jimin found similarities in them.
He sighed in relief after Justin left. He clearly didn't like his presence. He won't admit it, but he felt jealousy. Unknowingly, Jimin did like y/n.
It was almost 10 pm. It started raining again. Jimin checked her temperature. Y/n didn't have fever anymore.
"Told ya I'd be okay in hours."
"You heal fast, don't you?"
"Hmm."
Both were sitting in the terrace, watching the rain. They loved the rain, equally.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead."
"Where did you go today morning? With flowers? A date?"
"What if it is?"
"Uhm nothing"
Y/n chuckled replying,
"I went to the cemetery.. To visit my.. Mother and my.. Grandparents. I lost my grandmother 7 years ago, in this day."
Jimin looked at her as her gaze was stuck in the rain. He held her hand as a way to show assure her and comfort her. He noticed a small smile on her face which soon turned into a smirk,
"If it wasn't for my best friend who betrayed me, my mother and grandfather would still be alive..So I.. Burned his whole family down."
"you what.?"
"Killed them. Without mercy, as they deserve it."
Jimin looked at her out of words.
"Whoever comes in my way, dies. Even if it needs their family to pay."
She removed her hand from his grip standing up,
"Go and sleep."
"What about you?"
It was still drizzling along with light cold breeze hitting their skin.
"I've some works."
Jimin sighed after she left. Every words she uttered did hit him all the time,as if it was meant for him. He held his hair in frustration, gripping on the locks,
'Who is she actually.. Tf is happening with me.. Did I use to know her??'
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GRIEF ; PJM
FanfictionA man in his mid 20s sitting on the floor hugging his knees, in his dark room looking at the cloudy night sky,, "This is not... ME.. I don't wanna do this.. I can't do this anymore.." He whispered with his shaky voice before breaking down while the...
