Muffin (Jimin X Reader)

41 ~ Monopoly & Cluedo

Remember to read chapter 40

This is so cringe I apologize in advance.

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"There is no one else Jimin would rather see, of course we are sure"

It's been a few hours since Taehyung said that. Since then, the boys left, content with the plan they had drawn up.

You were currently in your apartment, you were laying on the couch, reading the very last book that Jimin had left you a few months ago on the list he had made. This book was a special book apparently, that's why you had to ask at the counter for it and state that Jimin was the one that requested for it to be put in the storage unit.

He put them in a particular order on the list, and every book got better and better.

He had phenomenal taste in what he read.

You were coming to the last few pages of the book, completely engulfed in the ending.

And as you were twirling your hair between your fingers, not being aware of anything that was around you.

You finally got to the last page, you read each line as slowly as possible, not wanting the fantasy to end.

Alas, you read the last sentence, word and syllable.

But what you didn't realize was the hand written note at the end.

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Muffin!,

You reached the end of my favorite book and also the list of books, I hope you enjoyed them as much as I did when I first read them!

And since you've finished reading, I have a prize for you!

If you want to retrieve this prize, you have to go back to bring this book to a jewelers called 'SilverMines' and you will receive your award.

I Hope You Love Your Award, As Much As I Love You,

From: Muffin's asshat xx

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You couldn't go to claim your prize at it was a few minutes past midnight, the store wouldn't be open.

You found yourself memorized my his gorgeous cursive writing. Your hand ghosted over the note, the words slowly becoming blurry as tears filled your eyes.

He's not even in the same country as me, and he's still buying me things, you chuckle to yourself.

"What an asshat" You snigger "An adorable, lovable asshat" You weakly smile.

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~Jimin

Jimin was sitting in the kitchen on the floor in the corner of the room, eating pancakes that the maids made for breakfast earlier that day.

They were ten times nicer when both you and Jimin made them, not that it mattered.

But it totally mattered.