My Mafia Love ✔

17

I will be there for your creation until the end of your life 

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The same night Jin doesn't dare to ask me about what happened because it seemed very obvious already.

I was locked in bed, thinking about how strange Jin's behavior look at times. In the first place. Why would he even agree to take a difficult girl like me?

I looked at the time and noticed that it was almost midnight. I strolled into that strange place, hoping to kill my boredom.

My gaze wanders to the clothing, and I feel a strange pang in my chest. Why would he be siding such a thing for someone who clearly lives alone? Keeping such a feminine object is off-putting.

*shakes head* never mind, and so again I change into that dress and check my self out on the mirror, it hugs me perfectly as if I was the princess of the story in this dress

I look around the place since I've been focusing on the clothe from the beginning, it was clean yep, yet on the side of the room was something yet eyecatching

I walk around and saw polaroids on the wall and on the ceiling hanging together with the fairy lights, I look closer at a certain picture and gasp

A picture of Jin...with a girl

In this picture was one that he took beside her, beautiful brown orbs, long white hair as similar to mine in the past, place and chaped lips signifying perfection

She smiles so sweetly, who is this girl? I haven't seen her in my whole life though. Jin looks kind of young here though

I look at another picture and see him kissing her forehead on top of Namsan Tower on the cold winter, I curiously take it out of the clip and observe it

And luckily something was written on the back of it

'Sad thing is, you put your hope so much on me, I'm afraid if I can't make you happy, I'm sorry'

I pout, so this may be Jin's girlfriend in the past rather way back before he met Yoongi. I put it back and observe more polaroids of them together

Seeing the polaroids of them together reminds me of my past with Jungkook, he gives of the same stigma of devotness to Jungkook

Yet, one significant picture takes my attention, I instantly grab it and widen my eyes

There he was standing infront of a grave with roses as fresh as sunlight, the way his eyes showed the passion and abandonment resurfaced on the picture, I flip the picture and saw what was written

'I hope you know it wasn't easy letting go'

That was the only thing written behind it. She died.
How ironic is it? death takes those who want to live and let the ones in want of death to survive

I could imagine the pain that he witnessed on her being buried, I'm not trying to be a feeler but that girl looked like me for somehow.

And the dress that I'm wearing right now was for her

I'm not lying but I think I have a fever, exhaustion plus water isn't that well to lead me into this state, I'm feeling hot, cold, and dizzy at the same time if ever possible

But I still have priorities so I open the window and step on the wide sill, I glance at the tree and somehow doubt my doings, will Yoongi ever comeback?