nine; PAST
jimin lacked house hold stuff so he decides to pay a visit to 7-eleven. little did he know he'd see a familiar face there. a face he dread. a person he loved and hated. a pair of hands which gave him both pleasure and pain.
the moment he picked up a packet of nachos, his hands freeze in the air and mouth hot and dry due to nervousness. gulping, he puts the packet in his basket and heads to the billing counter, hoping that the other person did not see him.
jimin was quick to rush out of the store, sighing to himself that he was not seen. he turned around to look inside the store through the glass and his eyes meet the man's. the man had that neutral expression, the same that jimin had seen for years.
his heart clenches and his eyes pour memories of love and torture.
❝it still hurts to see you, i still haven't moved on. how could i? i loved you, unlike you❞
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toilet roll
Fanfiction❝i don't have tissue but i have toilet roll, come i'll wipe your tears.❞ jikook © relijeon 2017 cc: CharlottesCookie
