Untold ( Jimin X OC)

Chapter 9: Past I

After a long debate with Bang PD, they managed to convince him and as a result they were allowed to go for a 2 days 1 night trip to Busan. That was the only time given but was more than enough for Jimin to settle things with Yeoul.

By train or plane or other options like Kim Seokjin driving their black urvan to Busan? Everyone shuddered at the thought even though Jin was indeed a good driver, but they were talking about hours ride. Would it be a good idea to let Jin drove all way from Seoul to Busan?

It was a tough decision however they finally decided to let Jin drove them to Busan. They got to trust the older boy right? After all he just graduated his bachelor, so his sexy brain must match his driving skills anyways.

Namjoon popped a pink lollipop boringly into his mouth as his head bobbed softly following the music blasted through his earphones. The ride was undeniably quiet though it was not as draggy as a ride to Ulsan but still their muscles started to cramp.

Jin huffed in annoyance while he fixed his gaze on the road before him. He expected Namjoon to keep him accompanied, to his dismay the leader was having the time of his life with his gadgets. How could he trust a guy like Kim Namjoon? Disloyal retard.

Fast asleep beside Jimin was Jungkook and Taehyung, since he was squished between the two giants he could feel his shoulders numbed. He on the other hand made no effort to move most likely Jimin was anxious to meet Yeoul. Along the journey, he showed no sign of drowsiness and he chose to keep his eyes opened staring blankly outside the window.

Amused, Jin cleared his throat as he caught a glimpse of Jimin disturbed face from the mirror "How are you feeling Jiminie?" his voice was awfully low just enough to reach Jimin's frequency.

"I am not sure..Petrified I guess?" he shifted his eyes to stare at Jin's back head.

Omma Jin, that was the nickname given by Armys to him. Jin nagged like a mother, he prepared meal as if feeding his own sons, he cared for the members so naturally like it was his daily routine and he had one of the best advice on planet.

"Cant blame you. No one with sane mind remain calm without feeling a slightest fear in them, we are talking about a legit son here. If it is the truth, how can she keep this from you all these years? That is insane" Jin let out a soft sigh.

His fingers fidgeted in his lap, Jimin tried to crack the possible answers but failed. "She must be scared, we were young back then. It was my fault.." his brows knitted into a deep frown. Jimin did not regret the part of him being in love with her, if he could turn back time, he would be there for her and their son.

Their son? How weird was that.

Nonetheless, never he missed a day missing Na Yeoul. He was the only girl that he ever loved. And, to reminisce the good old times with Yeoul really brought the smile back on his face.

They were in love. A deep one.

He knew, she knew, everyone knew.

They were meant to be together.

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*Flashback*

"YA ARE YOU GOING TO STAND THERE FOREVER. COME ON FOLLOW ME." He said coldly. Yeoul didn't trust him even though he had saved her from getting killed by a bunch of drunkards.

"ARE YOU MUTE? Last time I checked you screamed like crazy seeking for help." Now he turned his face towards her direction and shot an endearing smirk. Their eyes met. His cat eyes were so breathtaking yet intimidating. It looked dull and gloomy but it was most beautiful eyes that she ever saw.