Taste Of Fate|| Yoonmin

||Twenty One||

Jimin found himself in a foreign city, a world away from the life he had shared with Yoongi. The initial excitement of the adventure had quickly faded, replaced by a profound sense of loneliness. Every corner of the city echoed with the absence of Yoongi, a constant reminder of the love they had lost.
He spent his days exploring the city, immersing himself in its culture and cuisine. It was a distraction, a way to escape the pain that gnawed at his heart. But the more he tried to fill the void, the louder his longing for Yoongi became.
Nights were the hardest. The city lights, once a source of fascination, now seemed to mock his solitude. He would lie awake for hours, replaying memories of their shared life, the laughter, the tears, the love. The pain was a constant companion, a relentless reminder of the man he had left behind.
Meanwhile, Yoongi was struggling to cope with Jimin's absence. The apartment felt empty, devoid of Jimin's laughter and warmth. The silence was deafening, the loneliness overwhelming. He spent his days lost in his music, trying to find solace in the creation of art. But the melodies that flowed from his fingers were tinged with sadness, a reflection of his broken heart.
The restaurant, once a source of pride, now felt like a tomb. Without Jimin's creativity and passion, the place lacked its soul. Customers came and went, but none of them could fill the void left by Jimin's absence.
As the weeks turned into months, the realization dawned on both Yoongi and Jimin that their separation was a test of their love. It was a crucible, designed to refine their feelings and strengthen their bond. Or it could be the final nail in the coffin, the end of their love story.

Jimin found himself wandering through unfamiliar streets, the city a blur of colors and sounds. The solitude was both liberating and isolating. He had always been the heart of their relationship, the emotional anchor, but now he was adrift, searching for a new sense of self.
He spent countless hours in cafes, people-watching, and writing in his journal. The act of putting his thoughts into words was therapeutic, a way to process the turmoil within. He explored the city's culinary scene, seeking inspiration, a way to rediscover his passion for food.
In the quiet moments, he would think about Yoongi, the man who had captured his heart. He missed the laughter, the shared dreams, the silent understanding. But he also knew that this time apart was necessary, a chance to heal and grow.
Meanwhile, Yoongi was immersed in a world of silence. The once vibrant apartment was now a sterile environment, devoid of life. He spent his days and nights in the studio, pouring his heart and soul into his music. The melodies that flowed from his fingers were raw and emotional, a reflection of his inner turmoil.
Music became his solace, his escape from the pain. He found solace in the creation process, the transformation of raw emotion into harmonious sound. But even as he poured his heart into his music, a part of him yearned for Jimin's presence.
The absence of Jimin was a constant reminder of the love they had lost. He would often find himself staring at Jimin's empty side of the bed, the loneliness overwhelming. But he was determined to use this time to grow as an individual, to become the man Jimin would be proud of.
Both Yoongi and Jimin were on solitary journeys, their paths diverging but with a shared destination: self-discovery. The road ahead was uncertain, filled with challenges and doubts. But in the quiet moments of reflection, they found a strength they didn't know they possessed.

Guys after this you will decide the story. TELL ME SHOULD I LET THEM FOCUS ON THEIR SELF DISCOVERY OR LET THEM MEET TOO SOON.