Jimin took slow stumbling steps towards the tree that looked very old. His appearance didn't give the vibes of strong man.
He looked vulnerable and weak like he has been carrying the weight of whole world on his shoulders. He sat under the tree as he gazed at the graves in front of him.
His eyes turning teary as he watched the graves without blinking as he was talking silently to the creatures that surrounded him.
He touched the first grave as he caressed the cement while his bloodshot eyes just stared at them blankly, tears falling from his eyes.
At some point, it's not the eyes cry. It's our soul that cries silently when you feel no emotion running through your body. You feel your mind a mess and your words barely audible. It's like you never knew how to speak just silently crying.
"I'm here." He whispered as he watched the three graves side by side under the tree. His hands started shaking as he closed his eyes not taking his hands away from the graves.
He remembers the warmth and peace when he was a child. He remembers how he used to see the world as a beautiful place. But as he grew older he came to know what the cruel place world is.
"Mom... Dad. How are you both doing? How's my little sister doing? Are you all happy there? If you are, then take me too with you... Because I'm not happy. I'm dying from inside. Everything is a mess around me."
His eyes turning red as tears continued to fall down mercilessly. His hands shaking as he tried to touch their graves, his family.
Jimin remembers how brutally they were killed in front of his innocent eyes, their shrieks and cries still ring in his ears giving him nightmares.
"Please... I'm in so much pain." His whispers turned into silent cries as he watched the graves of his beloved ones.
Every night he closed his eyes, he would see their faces. Every night he would sleep, he would see nightmares. But everything changed the moment he held her, the girl he loves so much, in his arms.
Her warmth, her soft kisses, her smiles, her voice and the passionate nights they shared would embrace his broken self he has hidden from the world. He would forget his pain, his sadness, his cries and his sleepless nights just by gazing into her eyes.
"I... I've never fell so hard for someone. I think I'm going to lose her or I already have. Will I ever get her back? Will I feel the peace?" He spoke as he leaned back against the tree, his hands resting on his knees as he looked at the sky.
The night turning darker as he sat there mourning over his pain and her love, he sat there broken and vulnerable.
"Let me free. Please, let me free from this pain." He prayed as he watched the sky.
Have you ever felt so helpless that the only thing you are left with is just a pray? Have you felt so tired that only thing you could do was move your tongue just to pray? This is what we are. We are just humans, helpless and full of love yet feel empty.
Even the sea you've created for yourself and the crown you wear of being a Master, the king, looks a façade. The crown of the master of sea looks a façade on his face.
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Jimin came back holding a bottle of beer in his one hand and closed the door behind him with one hand. His eyes bloodshot as he watched the rain pouring, his hair a mess as he walked to the window and placed a hand against the glass plane as he gulped the beer.
Minseok opened the door and watched his friend's state as he sighed before walking towards him and placing a hand on his shoulder. Jimin halted his movement as the bottle stayed in the middle, he just wanted to be alone.
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Master of the Sea
FanfictionThe Billionaire Park Jimin is hungry for revenge. He has been watching his enemies moves for years and now the time has come he starts hunting for his prey. The dark territory of another world he has hidden from everyone is under his control but ev...