A Promise is a Promise

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"It's getting worse," Jungkook sighs. "I don't remember what you look like."

"What do you think I look like? What can you remember?" Jimin asks.

"I remember when we first got together you were smiling. You were the happiest person on earth. At the time you had black hair... but that might've changed."

Jimin blushes.

"What color is your hair now?"

"Ash gray," Jimin replies.

Jungkook smiles. "Describe what you look like. Maybe that will trigger my memory."

"Um, I don't know how to do that..." Jimin replies sheepishly.

"That's alright. You could be just out of bed or fully dressed and hair did, and I wouldn't care. I wouldn't see it. You could be naked right now and I wouldn't even know." Jungkook explains. "But please tell me you have clothes on right now,"

"Of course," Jimin can't help but smile. Jungkook's sight may be gone but his strange sense of humor never left.

"It doesn't matter..." Jungkook adds. "Not being able to see shouldn't deprive me of spending time with you. You're all I have anyway,"

"That's not true." Jimin sighs. "You have to give others a chance,"

"No, they don't like me so I don't like them."

Jimin breathes in deeply. "What if I didn't like you? What would you do?"

"Then you would leave, and I would be stranded. Alone."

"But I would never do that," Jimin hugs the younger tightly.

"Promise?"

"Promise,"

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