ONE MONTH .
TAEHYUNG .Red roses reside, discarded, in their bouquet upon the kitchen table. Frowning, I brush my fingertips over the stalks, squeezing them so hard the thorns could almost prick my skin to draw blood. I guess maybe even flowers can't alter Jin's mood? Placing them into a vase, I cast my attention onto empty mugs which once contained coffees. Reluctantly, I pick them up and wash them.
Why must I go through such great lengths for forgiveness?
This drowsy fog of boredom shrouds my mind and tempts me to aimlessly scrub at the cups. Despite the fact we have a fully functioning washing machine, I'm at a level of boredom, I'd actually choose to wash up by hand.
Upon finishing, I slump back into my seat, watching the sun's light leak through the window and illuminate dancing speckles of dust.
Perhaps one of the saddest things about not having passed high school, is having to sit alone all day, thinking through all the potential I've wasted. My only cure for boredom is playing games with people's hearts, drinking down the shame in vodka shots, but even that's no fun at the moment.
I can't continue the game if it's not working one hundred percent - it doesn't bring me the same satisfaction if they fail to fall for me.
But he has potential; he has potential and it's draining to drag it out of him. But I will have him, Park Jimin will be mine. So what, he's a little harder to earn than others? That's irrelevant: I want him, therefore I shall have him.
Despite it being so draining.
TAEHYUNG [ 11:15 ] :
hey jimin r u @ dance practice ?JIMIN [ 11:20 ] :
nope it's saturday, remember ?TAEHYUNG [ 11:20 ] :
all the days seem the same when u don't have a jobJIMIN [11:20] :
oh i see lmaoTAEHYUNG [11:20] :
that's not why i messaged u thoTAEHYUNG [ 11:20 ] :
i have struck upon an epiphanyJIMIN [11:21] :
is that so ?TAEHYUNG [11:21] :
indeedTAEHYUNG [11:21] :
you see, despite it nearing our 1 month anniversary, we still don't know each other that well
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VMIN / INDULGE
Fanfiction"I'd just like to be yours and I guess I want you to be mine." "Sweetheart, that's not weird. It's cute." ・゚:* jimin is a sad ballerina, who falls for the lies of taehyung, a mysterious photographer who is nothing but trouble. ( complete )