bts angst,, book two ✍︎

maknaeline,, imagines

IMAGINES; for the maknae line this time.

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PARK JIMIN—

imagine finding yourself happily married with the person you love.

imagine finding yourself happily enjoying life with your family you created with the person you love.

imagine finding yourself happily exhaling out your last breath knowing that you loved your life happily with the people you love.

sadly, those are just scenarios you made up in your head.

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KIM TAEHYUNG—

soft whispers and hushed laughter started off your monday morning, making a small smile face across your lips.

you opened your eyes to gaze into taehyung's deep once, reaching up to gently caress his tan cheek.

"you've done well, taehyung-ah..."

i'm lowkey crying because taehyung's grandfather died.

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JEON JUNGKOOK—

panicked screams of your name and rapid footsteps filled the house, beautiful orange flames decorating each wall, making it crumble down into ashes.

"y/n!" jungkook screamed as he ran inside the bedroom in an attempt to find you, only to be dragged out by the fireman close by.

small sons left the poor boy's lips as he hugged himself to hopefully shelter himself from the night's cold. "y/n is still there..." he whispered, small drops of tears dropping from his eyes.

"mr. jeon, you must be in shock. your wife and your unborn child died a few years ago due to the both of them not surviving the pregnancy progress. please lay down and let the nurses take care of you."

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y'all pray for taehyung and his family.

- awkwardking