Aya read as she wrote down in her notebook, "She was broken, her existence was shattered."
Sitting beside her, Jimin quoted back to grab her attention, "And he was the one who found the pieces, tried to put together the broken parts."
"Thanks," she said smiling and staring at her favorite, his angelic face. Like always Jimin understood her unspoken words and smiled sweetly.
"You're always welcome, tough girl. My girl."
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SOMEHOW IT'S LOVE [ᴘᴊᴍ]
FanfictionAll she saw was blue and blue. Those warm hands, one glided down to intertwine with her fingers, other held her waist, so softly making her get closer to him, all while the ocean blue eyes never once faltered from hers. And Aya wondered if the ocean...