DAY 15
11:11PM
Jimin stared down a beautiful canvas in an art gallery. It was open 24/7 for those who wanted to view a master piece. Well, the only person who was inside was Jimin. He smiled and walked over to the next painting, tilting his head.
Giving a hard expression, he smiled and nodded his head and headed on the next row of paintings. Some were unique, some were hurtful, and some showed emotions and feelings.
He later stopped at the very last art piece. It looked brand new, and Jimin wanted to touch it up. Seeing some paint laying around the place, he grabbed a green colour and splatted it on the canvas, giving another pain expression.
"2 more and we're done," Jimin whispered, grabbing more paint. Red and blue joined in the party and finally, the master piece was done. It was beautiful in his eyes, but it might look horrible in others. "My job here is done!"
He exited the art gallery and fell asleep.
If you're wondering what happened and why the art gallery opens 24 hours and 7 days.
The art gallery? It was his room.
The canvas? It was his arm.
The pain expression every time he saw and splatted the paint? It was the face he made every time a sharp object came in contact with his skin.
The buckets filled with paint that was lying around? It was his blood.
When he fell asleep outside the gallery? He fainted.
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STILL IN LOVE ― YOONMIN
Fanfic[sequel to unknown number] [cringey and i honestly hate this book and the mistakes omg] In which Park Jimin sends random stuff to Yoongi's old number. ❝I miss you when I can't sleep Or right after coffee...
