MAGIC MIN || { YoonMin }

Chapter 19: Sorry

Some say time heals; you will forget everything that happened, you will soon forget your ex and move on with your life, even find someone new. That was not the case for Jimin; he knew he had fucked up big time. One day he had the world in his hands and the next day he lost everything. Love is like gambling; you could start with 20 dollars in your pocket, win a whole million and lose everything you own in the blink of an eye, and Jimin knew that this exact thing happened to him. He knew it was his fault though. He lost two very precious people, his best friend and probably the love of his life. If only he could turn back in time and change everything, he would be honest with Yoongi from the start. However, this was not a romantic comedy and Jimin was aware, this was real life.

The water in Jimin's bathtub was starting to get cold, which made Jimin shiver and wake up from his thoughts. He grabbed his beer bottle and took a last sip before getting up and getting out of his tub, dripping wet. After wearing his bathrobe and rinsing his tub clean, he walked himself to his kitchen, sat on the kitchen counter, and started checking his mail. He took another sip of that beer, which seemed to be the last one, looked through the mail, bills, adverts and the usual. His mail was nothing out of the ordinary, except for this one letter that had a more square-ish shape. It did not look like a bill, nor did it look like an advert, it had the shape of a letter. He placed the rest of the mail on the counter he was sitting on and flipped the folder to read who the sender was. The sender's name didn't ring a bell, but what did was that the letter was sent from his hometown in Busan and it was addressed to his mother. Jimin didn't waste a minute and opened the letter.

Dear sister,

You may be wondering right now, why I am writing this letter to you. I don't really know myself. We haven't talked in years, could be more than a decade. You might not consider me your family, but I do. You are my only sister in the world, I have nobody else than you. Sometimes I really hope things didn't play out like they did in the past. I know you've been through a lot, I am mad at myself that I was too young and unable to do something to support you.

Anyway, it is all in the past now. I hope you are doing well! I really want to see you! How have you been doing? Are you married? I heard you have a son! I would like to meet him! Many things changed after you left, father sent me to my aunt in New York. I finished high school here and got into college, I was so lonely I had no one and my aunt was very strict with me. I really missed going up the rooftop with you are watching the stars. At least, one good thing was that I found my peace in New York, I got a job and studied journalism which is my passion. I had a good life in New York, I am not complaining, it was much better than Busan. But I still missed you and wondered what you were up to. Father passed away last year, he had a health problem and his heart couldn't take it any longer. I know you might not care about this since, he wasn't really your father and you hated him, but he seemed very regretful about the way he treated you. He often apologized to me thinking I was you. I just felt the need to tell you this.

As for now, I am currently living and working in New York. I have a stable job, a nice apartment, life is treating me well. I even was engaged at some point, even though it didn't really work out. I have an ovarian malfunction, so I can't have children and he left me. I guess not everyone is made to be a parent right? At least I am glad you have children! I really want to meet your son and family. I visited Busan last year, asked around at home about you but I couldn't find a single person that had a clue. I managed to get your address from an old letter I found at home. I really hope you haven't changed your address.

I am planning to visit again this spring, so hopefully I can meet you and your family! I am very excited to see you after all these years.