- 𝑨 𝑯𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕 -
"What happens when the god of death finds his mate after a thousand years?" Jungkook asks, spinning his glass as his best friend only tilts his head in amusement...
"The best smell in the world is the one that blossoms when your mate is near"
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-The Beautiful Stranger-
"I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you in the garden my lord. I have to start preparing lunch for everyone." Mina says, walking alongside the small blonde as they walk along a marble bridge covered in vines.
Jimin only smiles. "That's okay. Thank you for eating with me." He says, practically lighting up as they finally arrive to the familiar field of flowers, statues, and greenery.
It truly was beautiful.
"I shall take my leave then." She bows. "Have fun, Jimin." She says kindly, and he returns her expression as she walks away.
Jimin barely waits a moment before internally squealing as he runs towards the garden, throwing himself onto a pink flower bed and looking at the sky. Even from far away you could see the youthful blush on his face, the sight being foreign for everyone who lived in the castle of the underworld.
This palace was beautiful, and everyone knew that it was a happy one, but It was unheard of to them for someone to hold so much joy.
It may seem childish, unusual even for a boy to hold so much excitement for such an unremarkable thing, but to Jimin this wasn't just nothing. To him this was everything. To Jimin this was his safe place in an unknown world. To him this was a piece of him planted in a place where he didn't belong.
Yes he had made friends, admirers even, but it would still take him time to adjust being the goddess of spring in a land of the underworld. After all, he still missed his parents and friend dearly.
So for now, this garden would be his spring.
His green eyes look up as a butterfly passes him, the small creature flying around until it finally settles on a flower next to him.
Jimin sits up to analyze the beautiful insect, putting a pale finger out so it can crawl off the flower and onto his hand. It stays only for a second though, flying away before fluttering in front of his face, as if it wanted to be chased.
Jimin had always been up for a journey.
The goddess pops up from his spot, stumbling slightly as he runs to catch up with the butterfly. He laughs when it slows down, practically hitting him in the face before flying up and landing in his hair.
Jimin leaves it alone as he tries to catch his breath, choosing to enjoy the breeze from the open air as straightens out his white flowy shirt.
The boy can't help but notice a shift in the air, his eyes fluttering shut as the scent of rain fills his nostrils. Jimin had always loved the smell of fresh, woody rain, and yet this scent seemed to be even more pleasing to the boy.
