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Song of the chapter: SLEEPING AT LAST ~ I'LLKEEPYOUSAFE I'llkeepyousafe Try hard to concentrate, hold out yourhand Can youfeel the weightof it, the whole world at yourfingertips Don't be, don't be afraid, ourmistakestheywereboundto be made But I promise youI'llkeepyousafe And darkness will be rewritteninto a workof fiction, you'llsee Asyoupulloneveryribbonyou'llfindevery secret it keeps The sound of the branchesbreaking under yourfeet The smellof the falling and burningleaves The bitternessof winter or the sweetnessofspring You are anartist and your heart is yourmasterpiece And I'llkeep it safe
<<October>>
Since Jungkook's twenty-fifth birthday, he sleeps every night in Jimin's chambers, they stick together all the time because they do know their seconds together are running out. It's the first day of October today, and even though it should be greeted with cheerfulness and joy since Jimin's special day is in thirteen days, they really can't be happy for that. No one is. The whole reign is preparing for the worst, for a mourning and most probably a funeral.
Even so, Jimin smiles, that beauty never faltering, untouched. He won't change, not even in front of fate.
The King hums to the tune the violinists played that evening during dinner, the music just got stuck in his head. He places the quiff pen onto his bottom lip, deep in thought, sitting at his desk.
>>You've been in a good mood all day<<
Taehyung mumbles, leaning onto his shoulder
>>Really?<<
Jimin demands, not detaching his eyes from the papers in front of him, keeping on whistling to the song previously heard
