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Jimin strokes your hair, the tears in his eyes glistening against the fading sunlight. You automatically lean into his touch, the soft smile on your face wavering.
You knew that your love for Jimin would be too good to be true and that something was bound to come and stop it. Only, you'd been hoping that it wouldn't happen so soon. He looks so defeated standing in front of you, head lowered.
"I'm sorry, Allison. So fucking sorry for everything." He blurts out, the tears falling from his cheeks and onto the grass below. You catch a few of them and sigh, planting gentle kisses on the corner of his lips.
"No, it's not your fault. None of this is." In truth, it's your parents. How dare they just assume that Jimin isn't good enough for you? Apparently Kai, one of your father's business partner's son, is a better match.
Jimin lets out a shaky breath of air, holding tightly onto you for the last night. "I will always love you, Ali. I just can't see myself with anyone but you."
Hugging back, you soak his shirt with tears, not wanting to let go. Leaving him is slowly cutting away at your heart, your future looking so dull by Kai's side. "God, this sucks, huh?"
He chuckles, sniffling as he slowly begins swaying to his own music. "Yeah. I wish I was good enough."
Frowning, you slap his arm and pout. "Park Jimin, you are everything. I'm going to try my hardest to make sure I'm with you." It's a promise you intend on keeping.
He tilts your chin up, admiring your natural beauty before capturing your lips with his. You melt into the kiss, hands knotting themselves in his hair as he picks you up to get better access.
You'll miss this with every fibre of your being and you sure as hell will stop at nothing to get it back.
You don't remember what happened after that, your tired self waking up in your bed with red and puffy eyes. Jimin's scent lingers in your room as you get ready to sign the marriage contract with Kai.
Your head snaps up at the knock on the door, tripping over stuff to try and reach it. A warm body collides into yours as you do, their face snuggling into your neck. You immediately know who it is and relax, patting his back.
"Baby, it'll be ok. I have a plan."
He shakes his head, pulling away to wipe at his eyes. Quickly forcing a smile, he nods, kissing your temple before leaving without a word.
Smart boy.
He knows he'll probably make you breakdown with anything he says.
You descend the stairs, your goal clear. Demand your parents let you choose who you wish to marry and kiss the hell out of Jimin in front of them.
Kai sits politely, chatting quietly with your dad before you clear your throat, making your presence known.
"Ah, Allison. How nice of you to join us. Come, we have the paper ready." You grit your teeth and stay grounded. Jimin sticks his head out from behind the wall, curiously paying attention.
"I'm not doing it, father. There's no way you can make me fall in love with someone when I've already given my heart to another. Kai, in no means are you a bad person, I just love someone else."
Your father stands, his face turning red from rage. "And who would this be, Allison?"
Jimin marches in, gripping your hand tightly as he squares his jaw. "Me, sir."
"This? This lowlife is who you pick?"
Jimin visibly flinches. You face your father with a determined smirk.
"Yes, I pick Jimin and will continue to do so until the day I die. I'm marrying him, father. Deal with it."
You walk out of there, Jimin in your tow. He finally stops you, pushing you up against the wall.
"Do you realise what you've done?" He hisses, looking genuinely concerned for you.
"Yes. I've chosen to spend the rest of my life with you."
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