Midnight.||P.J.M [DISCONTINUED]

6

YES IVE HEARD U GUYS AND A NEW CHAPT IS FINALLY OUT

"Going somewhere princess?"

I turned around and immediately yanked my hand away from the spirit standing infront of me.

"I.. have some things to attend to."

"Things as in, visiting your dad's grave?" He tilted his head and flashed me a small smile, and i frowned as he did so. How did he know?

"You're so obvious. Great timing though. Spirits dont play in the morning." He shrugged and opened the door for me, and i walked out just to see him following me behind.

"What are you doing?"

"Being your personal spiritual guard? Lets go!" His cold hands grabbed mine and he walked ahead of me while i followed. The area only had one cemetery, and it wasnt hard to figure out which one my dad belonged in.

"How are you dad?" I knelt down infront of the tombstone and smiled, wiping off the dust accumulated on his name after such a long period of time. 1965-2014. My dad died young.

"You miss him?"

"Alot." I sighed. Dad was someone i could always rely on. The one who was always there to support me and cheer me up. It was unfortunate that a careless driver knocked him down and they couldn't save him on time. Dad could have lived.

"I wish my family was here to see me too." Jimin said and i looked up to see him glancing over to another section in the cemetery. His spot was ungroomed, with overgrown weeds and a dirty tombstone.

"When was the last time you saw them?"

"When i was 17. I died at the age of 17." He looked down, kicking the small pebbles that were on the ground. I felt sudden pity for him. 17. He died at 17.

"How did you die?"

"Your usual shit. I was bullied in school and i couldnt take it anymore. So i jumped. It was the best feeling. I felt like there was no weight on me." He smiled and i could see the tears brimming in his eyes.

"They called me an idiot. Pushed me. Hit me. Till i bleed everyday. Then they would accuse me of things i never did. They'll purposely make me fail during exams. They'll purposely point their scissors outwards so it would leave a cut on my hand. Everyday i came home with bruises, but my parents never questioned."

"Be strong. Dont be so weak. They'll say that. I was in so much pain i thought i was going insane. So i jumped. I decided to end the pain." Tears streamed down his face as he pulled up the sleeves of his hoodie. His scars were still there. It has been years and it's still there. It must have been deep.

"It hurts so much so i ended it. I ended my life. But it didnt make me a happier person."

"They used to throw rotten eggs on my grave. Laughing and joking about how i wouldnt dare to do anything since i was a coward. But i heard everything and i killed them. I killed them all."

"Do you see how much of a monster i am now?" He smiled as he cried out, and i couldnt help but tear up as well. How much pain was a 17 years old bearing? How much pain did he go through?

"You're not.  You never will be one Jimin ah." I took his hand and looked up to meet his pair of brown eyes staring back at mine. It showed so much pain. So much emotions that he kept for years.

"Can I...? Ani, its not right." He looked away and blushed, and i stared at him confused.

"Can i ask you to do something?"

"If it's of my ability."

"A kiss. I've never had one in my life. I want to experience it too." He grinned as i froze on the spot.

I never had one too.

He walked closer to me and held my hand, before swinging it back and forth. The distance between us was getting closer, and he stopped when he was right infront of me.

"Just one time. I promise." He pulled me closer and i shut my eyes tight before feeling his soft lips on mine. Our lips were molded perfectly, as if we were just meant for each other.

"Thank you. It felt great."