chae?

goodbye mochi.

he was the mochi to my pasta. he helped me up whenever i was down. he let me stay at his parent's place when mom and dad were having a divorce. his name? Park Jimin. yes, the idol in the group of BTS. i was happily together with him, no secrets between us, until, my mother passed away. the worst day of my life, i cried so much that i felt emotionless inside.
Jimin showed up in a mask and sunglasses, so that nobody could see him, but, i knew that he was crying, his sobs were quiet but audible. i embraced him and we cried together for a few moments, one of the happiest yet saddest moments in my life, because this is the first time he embraced me in public. until, a hand dragged me away. a hand that dragged me miles and miles away from my beloved mochi. my father. he was a cruel man, a sadist businessman, who cheated on his wife more than three times. my father loved us, but he doesn't agree on jimin. he feels like when someones loves a person, they must embrace it, not keep it in the dark. the only thing keeping me and jimin going was my mother. she loved jimin like her own son. she said that jimin was the best boyfriend i have had so far, and she told me to keep him. my mother's dying wish. she wishes me and jimin happiness, to be married, to have mochi babies, and because of my father, i can't accomplish that. but no matter what, i will try my hardest. i'll do you proud mama. but for now, goodbye my mochi.