"Park Jimin," his mom entered the kitchen.
"Yeah?" Jimin looked behind him.
"I see you and Yoongi are best friends," she points out.
"We are," Jimin focused on the food.
"How are you feeling?" She rubbed his back in soothing circles.
"Sad," he chuckles softly. "Although he doesn't remember me, we are starting from the beginning. I miss him but he's in front of me,"
"If you wait a while, maybe all of his memories between you two will return," she tried to give Jimin some hope.
"I hope, Eomma,"
"He'll come around, my love,"
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9:16 PM ↦ yoonmin
Fanfiction"it was me the whole time!" jimin cried. "wh-what?" yoongi asked in shock. "it was me," he cries, showing the necklace and tattoo so similar to his, "the whole fucking time." it all clicked. the matching necklaces and tattoos, the way jimin looks...
