❝A perfect liplock needs exactly half the talent required to make a smoke ring.❞
❝You are bluffing!❞
❝Well, why don't we give it a try?❞
In which, Taehyung escapes a high-security prison to find the true culprit himself but ends up in a billionaire...
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Jimin had barfed for the nth time over the roads by now. He hadn't eaten anything for days and the images of the blood spurted over the floor kept rewinding in his head like a broken cassette.
He walked aimlessly calling out for his mom. His voice turned hoarse by the number of cries and screams he let out of his throat. He was tired and yet he couldn't stop walking.
"Mumma! Where are you?" Jimin's heart pierced as he remembered the guy's words.
They took away his mother.
They didn't let him mourn over her death.
Neither did they allow him to have one last glance at his mother.
Jimin wiped his tears and stood in front of a fruit shop. He let out a loud sigh as he watched a loud crowd buying fruits for their children.
He bit his lip in frustration as he watched the kids laughing and hugging their parents when he stood there barefoot with no money to feed himself.
Why were they given the privilege to have such a beautiful life when he was offered only hunger and a life full of hurdles?
Patter! Patter!
Jimin lifted his head to watch the sky pour down. The drops of water fell right over his face making him scrunch his face. He stood still experiencing every drop sink down his clothes down to his skin. He let the rain engulf him with cold wind slapping against his wet skin.
Are you crying for me?
Are you going to cry every single day for me?
Is this your way to tell me that I can never have a life again?
Is this how you embrace me?
Jimin threw questions at the sky with no answers falling back except his tears that blended oh-so-beautifully with cold rain that poured over him heavily.
He shifted his gaze at the shop. It was empty. The huge crowd disappeared the moment it started raining.
Jimin's lips curled up in satisfaction as he watched the shopkeeper frown with sadness.
He traced his leg back to prepare himself and sprint towards the shop at full speed. He swiftly picked an entire basket of fruits and rushed down the damp road.
"Thief! Theif! Someone catch him!" The owner screamed his lungs out.
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Six years later~
"Taehyung!" The man howled as soon as he entered the house.
The young boy rushed towards the entrance with his hands on his back and head hung low.
"What were you doing?" The male screamed.
"I was washing the dishes, father," Taehyung spoke up in a monotone.
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