𝓢𝔀𝓮𝓮𝓽 𝓓𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓛𝓲𝓮 Austin Mahone & BTS Jimin FF, +21 |COMPLETED|

🌹𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓽𝔂-𝓕𝓲𝓿𝓮 🌹

A/N: Only one or two chapters left until this book finishes. I wonder what's going to happen with Y/N, Jimin, and Austin after this? Once she sees the real story from 2 years ago.

Omniscient P.O.V.

And with this, you tell him everything you remembered.

2019...

"Welcome to the Gwangju Historical Landmark."

Was the sound of Jimin's voice when he was giving a tour to the college students who were from overseas or was studying abroad.

The young Y/N and was there enjoying the day together on this tour.

The scene was great.

The weather was perfect.

The atmosphere was modest.

"The oldest landmark in South Korea, the history that lives within the beauty."

The only beauty that aside from this historical landmark was Y/N who was standing with Austin.

The two were dating when you both met Jimin as just a current tourist.

Not knowing this, he just couldn't keep his eyes off of you.

You remembered.

Y/N was standing barefoot in the pouring rain.

Shivered in coldness, feeling the pain once you had received a text that the relationship was over.

You felt heartbroken, you were in pain, you wish to never believe in falling in love again.

"Excuse me, ma'am, need a hand?"

But that was when you saw him again.

"You can't be standing there in the rain like that you'll get sick."

This time, he was sheltered in the black umbrella, offering it to you.

"Why should you care?"

"You dont even know me."

But he did.

"Because I know what it's like to have major breakups."

You hesitated.

He understood.

You gave in and took his umbrella.

He leaves out his name.

You remembered that moment.

Another time, you and Jimin were at the Busan bridge during the nighttime admiring the colors as it changed.

Red to yellow to blue and every color in between.

It was beautiful even to when you remembered.

"You know why to add colors to this bridge?"

You nodded and wondered.

"These colors represent the different people who cross the bridge with the heart of peace."

He continued with a smile.

"People like me and you."

"I love you."

He says.

"I love you too."

You answered.

Along with a kiss.

And this you remembered.

At the time being at the beach with Jimin.

You both walked near the shore and the steps to the mountains to captivate its perspective.

When he asked you to be his girlfriend, around the shoreline as the sun was about to sunset above the horizon.

You couldn't help but smile and hug him tightly.

You really loved him them.

You still did.

Afterward, you both have gone to the beach every day and enjoy the view.

The breeze blowing your face, the sounds of the waves.

The ride with him as he played Song Request and We Don't Talk Together.

And for me, you played some Beres Hammond and Bruno Mars.

(A/N: If you don't know who Beres Hammond is, he is a Jamaican reggae artist who made songs like Rockaway and She Loves Me Now)

Over and over we both sang together.

The tears were shed.

Going and looking back to the times you had with Jimin and how you had remembered before a tragedy.

Unexpectedly, everything went black.

You couldn't see what happened but you heard.

A loud crash.

You could still feel the pain even though you remembered.

And ended in the hospital bed.

Clueless.

And then you saw him.

Your husband.

Was this the reason why you couldn't recall the time with him and only Austin?

When he had the plot to separate both you and Jimin as you both in a relationship?

Was Austin jealous with the both of you having a happy life?

And planned on getting rid of the both you?

He was cruel, he was selfish, he was evil.

And you trusted him.

With all your heart you trusted him.

Married to a man who lied, kept his secrets, cheated on you and most importantly, stole money from the one you truly loved.

Your life was stolen, your future and so was your fulfillment.

Because he took everything he wanted.

He was the same Austin who had dumped you in the pouring rain and the same Austin who laughed at you behind your back.

You regretted after you found out during the anniversary.

That night you were no longer Mrs. Mahone, you were now Mrs. Park.

"I remember the day of our marriage."