The Angel's Touch | jhs.pjm

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"Love is a universal language,
Heartbreak is the second."

May 1, 2019
Kim Taehyung's Residence
3:30pm

Park Jimin's Point of View

"Put that back!" Taehyung exclaims, "Can you stop barging into my house just to get some beer? Jesus."

He then proceeds to mumble to himself as he places the bottles of alcoholic drinks back in his cupboard.

"Drunk and alone on a Wednesday afternoon is not a good look on you," Taehyung turns back to me, his arms crossed over his chest.

I groan, purposely hitting my forehead on the table, "I don't care."

"You know what? Get a rebound or whatever, it's better than getting several diagnoses in one day."

"Sexual activities leads to diagnoses as well dumbass," I said, my lips pressed onto the table's surface.

"Then, try not to?" Taehyung shrugs, "There are tons of other things that you can do other than drinking."

I snort, "Taehyung ways?"

He smiles, "Taehyung ways."

Seoul Gentleman's Club
5:30pm

"What the hell?" I snarl, "Why are you here?" I snatch my arm away from his grip.

"Jimin," he frowns, "What are you doing here?"

"None of your business," I scoff, pushing my bangs back, "I'm doomed for anyways. I'm on the naughty list already! Whatever!"

He then steps forward, his face a few inches away from mine, "You smell like alcohol."

'This isn't good, not good at all,' I thought, my heart pounding like a jackhammer.

"Come on, I'm taking you home," he says, pulling me by the hand.

"No! Taehyung's still there," I groan, not doing anything other than following his footsteps, "He needs me."

"He'll be okay," he smiles back at me, "And besides, he has a guardian angel too."

Park Jimin's Residence
8:30pm

Third Person's Point of View

"Thank you, again," Jimin says weakly as he was being tucked in bed.

Hoseok smiles, his face being illuminated by the moon's faint beams, "Don't mention it."

"Will it be alright for you to stay? Just for tonight," Jimin mumbles, his eyes searching the other's for an answer.

"If you want to, then I can," Hoseok replies.

Jimin's lips curve into a smile and pats the empty space next to him, "Awesome! We can have a sleepover," he giggles.

"You're an adorable drunk," Hoseok rolls his eyes and lays down next to him.

"No, I'm not! I'm a manly man," he pouts, punching Hoseok's arm, "You just don't see it."

"If you say so," Hoseok teases, covering himself with their shared blanket.

"It's so weird," Jimin mumbles, blankly staring at the ceiling.

"What is?" Hoseok then follows his gaze, "The ceiling?"

"No," Jimin scrunches his nose, "My heart's beating too fast."

"Maybe you're palpitating?" Hoseok then sits up, about to get out of the younger's bed, "Let me get you some water."

"No, I'm not," Jimin yawns, his hand holding the hem of Hoseok's shirt.

"Maybe it's just because I like you," Jimin says, softly.

Hoseok looks back at the younger with a look that one cannot describe.

"Goodnight, Hoseok," Jimin says with a small smile, slowly falling asleep, "I love you."

June 3, 2019
Heaven
8:30am

Jung Hoseok's Point of View

I'm going to get married.

I'm about to get married.

I can't believe that this is actually happening.

I'm about to marry the man that I love so dearly. The one who has been there for me ever since my death.

I smile to myself in the mirror, throwing up peace signs every now and then. I couldn't think straight. I don't know how to act.

"It's showtime Hoseok," Jisoo says as he places a hand on my shoulder, "I'm so proud of you."

I smile, giving him a hug, "Thank you."

"No problem, let's go. Everyone's waiting for you two."

I smile, letting him lead the way, "By the way, what are you gonna do about Jimin?"

I stop in my tracks, "What do you mean?"

"He confessed to you that night, didn't he?" He shoots me a confused look, "Or did I misinterpret it?"

"He did."

"Then, what are you going to do about it?"

"Nothing," I fix my tuxedo and put on a smile, "Let's go."