Souvenir | Seokjin [ revamped ]

9. But Really, I Don't Mind At All

P E R P E T R A T I O N

• something mischief, crazy •

"Oh dear, the bliss my lips gave you, made my fingers trace upon the web of desire I have built for our love only."

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Seemed like a demi god or something similar to them heard my plea and decided to throw my plan into their magic dustbin.

With a forced smile drawn on my lips, I sat quietly on an wooden bench with Jimin beside me finishing packets of popcorns all by himself. Time by time, I shot intense glares at the male's direction, but he looked totally nonchalant and continued to eat.

"Jimin, for fu - sorry - future's sake, stop gulping down that thing like a king kong." I kicked a pebble away from my way and rocked my legs back and forth. He didn't stop eating, but replied with a mouth full in popcorns anyways,

"For future's sake?"

"Save some money for your wife and children, Pal." I stated with my gritted teeth and kicked on the ground frantically, "Hey! Can't you even console me for the scene in front of me? Can't you?"

"I won't because your suspicion is completely bullshit, Tani. Sorry to admit it to you." he finished his sixth packet and turned beside, where a middle aged man ready with boxes full in more popcorn stood. Paying the seller his amount of money, he bought another packet and finally spoke to me, "First of all, you are already married to him. Second of all, just speaking with an woman doesn't mean they are dating. And third of all, that's Seonhee, Mrs. Kim. Seokjin treats her like his own sister -"

"Don't start with that fake sister shit again!" I raised my voice an octave and pursed my lips, "Beside of the sisters who are connected by blood with him, I don't believe any other women to be his sibling. Nope."

"And secondly..." this time I lowered my head, getting myself ready for the possible outburst I would get at any moment, "I am... yet not... married with him."

"You - what?" suddenly, the male sitting beside me coughed with his full might; the popcorns he held between his fingers flew into the air and landed on the field. I widened my eyes, and whispered, "Not the popcorns, Jimin!"

"Tani... I - I can't believe!" he gaped at me incredulously, still coughing hard, "You were messing with my Hyung all of these times!"

"Ssh, we don't talk about that." I stated gravely, and stared in front of me, "I am enough troubled already."

"Then just go and kiss the hell out of his soul, why are you waiting?" Jimin sighed and bent down to pick up the popcorn packet, "Uff, my popcorns! What have I done!"

"Yeah, Jimin, can't you make up some drama and take that girl away from my stupid husband?" I huffed loudly, and turned to poke Jimin on his head who's attention was thoroughly on the popcorns, "Hey, Jimin! Leave those things and help me, please!"

After some slaps on his back and my famous hits on his nape, Jimin finally got up, and faced me with letting out a heavy sigh, "I can't! I know what Seonhee is like. She may kick straight on my stomach if I try to drag her without her will."

"Fine, I am going. I will surely kiss him this time." buckling up my raging hormones and hips, I got up from my sit and looked at the scene far away from me. But as mentioned, maybe when people are in love, their eyesight and hearing ability increases faster than the babies being born in this world. The same happened with my teenage self, too. I could obviously make out the faces out of the silhouettes who were standing beside the camp and hear whatever the shits they were talking about.

"Totally no, Seonhee." there came the male's muffled laughter as he clutched on his stomach and tried to hide his face, "I am going nuts for this joke. My bad that you learned much more than kicking and hitting from me."

"You haven't even heard the best one, Seokjin!" an woman's giggle was also heard in the air, as I clenched my fists like the jealous drama heroine, "Hear this one : a friend is asking his another friend, 'How did you get an injury from a helicopter?' the second friend said, 'Maybe I shouldn't say that because you won't believe me.' then the first friend said, 'No, tell me!' so the second friend answered, 'Actually I was feeling so cold when I was in the helicopter. That's why I switched off it's wings."

I narrowed my eyes from afar as the two broke into another fit of laughter.

"Seriously, I haven't got any words to say." I again sat on the bench, the confidence once ignited inside me now nothing but a leaked ballon, "Just go away, Seonhee. Let me have my first kiss! I am his bride!"

Making a pleading expression, I prayed to the blue sky above my head, "Demi gods? Angels? Fairy godmothers? Wishing stars? Anyone or anything? Please, grant my wish!"

"Do you think that a demi god or angel will pop out of nowhere and grant your wish?" Jimin asked me, uninterested. I scoffed, and hit him on his left arm,

"Don't underestimate the power of my wish. Maybe in another dimension, I am a pretty angel and Seokjin is my demi god husband. Then both of us will grant kids' wishes. Isn't that cute?"

"Cute my foot." he clapped and stood up, gesturing me to follow his suit, "Cut it. Pay attention to the reality. Hyung's jeep is gonna leave soon."

I stopped blabbing and immediately came back to my sense.

"Oh my, no!" springing up from the bench, I gaped in horror that the pair of laughing generals weren't in front of me anymore. Instead, the soldiers were shuffling and arranging their jeeps, many of them had already taken their seats and the rest of them were placing their bags inside the carriers. Hanging my mouth open, I scratched on my face and shook my head in denial,

"No, not today! My kiss! My first kiss!"

"Your first kiss is packing his things, Tani." Jimin pointed somewhere near a military jeep and I found the male he was talking about. Under the sunlight, Seokjin was busily pulling the chains of his large rucksack, while instructing others to hurry up.

"He can't go!" I jumped up and down, then pleaded to the man beside me, "Jimin! I am going to cry for real now."

"Maybe next time? Till then, keep dreaming. You have dreamt for nineteen years so I think a bit of more waiting won't hurt." Jimin sighed and turned around to go, but I had made my mind and caught him on his wrist. I looked at the military jeep then at the hill, where I was sure that Mr. Baek stood waiting for me. But I had literally come this far, would going back really be the best decision?

There goes my dumbest choice.

"Jimin..." I shook his left arm desperately, and stated in my calmest sense, "I am not going home until I get my kiss."

"So what can we do?" Jimin raised his eyebrows, calculating my words. I smiled happily, and directed towards the jeep,

"So, take me with you. I will go the camp and kiss the hell out of his plump lips. Got it?"

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