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Sorry for the late update. To make up for that, here's really a very short chappy.🤗😆

Please read it at your own risk. Word count: 3269 😁

Hope you enjoyed!

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The way shimmering sunshine veiled behind the greyish canopy of heavy clouds, the way afternoon breeze suddenly catched speed getting windy and cold every passing time, the way his surrounding got darker in no time, Jimin's assumption was not wrong when suddenly heaven blessed, the sky pouring all its tiny droplets of love for the Earth; its eternal lover.

Quenching the vacancy of each other's longing love, warmth, touch; even after being parallel to each other but the void space in between them being the only barrier, that they couldn't overcome.

Now embracing each other, with all emotions poured. Inturn dazzling those flowers colourful, as if they were given a new life. The leaves smiling a new smile, evergreen. Filling the cups of those dried rivers, lakes until they were brimming, overflowed. Thirst being the term to be vanished for fauna with flora blooming a new paradise in disguise.

And those puddles forming, where innocent angels called children were found smiling eye to eye, jumping and playing, mud all over the body, yet still euphoric we call those memories.

Maybe it’s the providence of the universe

It just had to be that

You know, I know

You are me, I am you

Jimin's playlist was on with a familiar yet foreign to the world song. Because it was the song he composed himself. A secret to the whole world but the one including his feelings, his dream, his desire within.

Not many shops were around. So there was no other way for Jimin but to run as fast as he could to any nearby shop or any safe place to take shelter from the heavy droplets kissing him.

Salty water drops dripping down his then dampened forehead, sticking his hair to his forehead, only to be replaced by new few drops. His dress sticking to his skin, his school bag almost totally wet due to acting as the umbrella Jimin carried over his head, while running to this current shop he was standing under the shed at the moment, sheltering from rain.

When it rains I

Get a little feeling that I do have a friend

Keeps knocking on my windows

Asks me if I’m doing well

And I answer, I’m still a hostage of life

I don’t live because I can’t die

But I’m chained to something

By the time he stood under the shed, his phone was still playing out one of the song from his favourite playlist. Forever rain by RM. One of his most adored and favourite artist.