The rain continued to pour heavily, creating a loud thud that echoed through the empty street. In the midst of the downpour, Jimin who was in his 20s stood shivering, his small frame drenched to the bone. His clothes clung to his skin, sticking to his body as if they were a second skin.
He looked like he had been caught in the storm for a long time. His face was etched with pain and sorrow. His crescent moon-shaped eyes were teary, and his lips were swollen from crying. His hands were tightly placed on his visible bump, as if to protect his unborn child from the raging storm. The sight of his tears flowing continuously was heartbreaking.
His hair was matted to his scalp and running down his face. He had no shoes on his feet, and the cold pavement was making his shiver uncontrollably.
A visible mark on his neck and her arms were too reddish. He tried to cover it with his sleeves, but it was impossible.
Despite all this, Jimin continued to move forward, taking small, turtle-like steps towards his Ex-boyfriend's home. His heart was pounding in his chest, and he could barely hear his own thoughts over the sound of the rain.
Will he accept me?
Was that all Jimin could think. He knew that there was no chance for his Jungkook to accept him again, yet he chose to seek his shelter.
(A short story, with minimal chapters)
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LOST LOVE || JIKOOK✅
FanfictionJimin, an actor, found himself captivated by the director, Jeon Jungkook. However, Jungkook couldn't ignore his curiosity about the peculiar wounds on Jimin's body. Despite Jimin's reassurances that there was nothing to worry about, Jungkook couldn'...
