Jimin sat silently in an expensive restaurant. It was maroon coloured, with a little black and white. The wood was beautifully carved in a Victorian way, giving the place a calm and sophisticated aura. Couples were sitting together with bright smiles on the faces, a couple dancing in the middle of the bottom floor. They all dressed in expensive suits and stunning dresses. The only person in the room without a smile was Jimin.
The black fabric of his trousers covered his long legs, a white shirt above his hips and a burgundy jacket completed his look. Along with his black tie secured around his neck and shiny black new shoes. Why was he at this restaurant? Because it was his and his deceased husband's favourite place to eat. They both found it calming, beautiful. The food and drinks were delicious and the staff were really kind to them both.
Jimin raised his wine glass and took a seat as he stared at the seat in front of him. Every now and then he glanced at the couples in the building. As he stared at the wood in front of him, his eyes begun to soak themselves. Before a tear escaped his eye.
Jungkook was dead. Jimin didn't know how to feel. He still had no idea whether their entire relationship was fake or not. He tried his hardest to believe it was so this whole process could be easier to handle, but no matter what, it never did get easier. Stress, frustration and sadness surrounded him. Even though he knew. Even though he knew Jungkook was dead, he wished and hoped that the man he loved so much would appear in front of him with his beautiful smile. As the thoughts flowed through his claustrophobic mind, another tear escaped his eye.
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Mr and Mr Jeon ✔️
FanfictionPark Jimin and Jeon Jungkook have been married for 5 years. Unbreakable is a perfect word that can be used for them, they love each other to the moon and back. Along with their 5 years of being married, they have another year of being a couple and a...
