Psukhē || Jimin ff || [Very Slow Updates]

Ending:♢[Chapter 25]♢

Y/n began to walk when she realized that Jimin was not going to answer her. He was busy staring at the white sheet.

"White..." Jimin spoke making her stop walking. "If every colours are mixed in a certain proportion, it makes white. And they also make the colour black. White means positive. Black means negative. Black is attractive, but living in it is really hard. It's like you are alive but the feeling doesn't wants you alive. I was once a cheerful boy. I used to love dance. Love my parents. But they left me...always. They never care to know what am I going through. Food, Clothes and shelter is the major things that a person need to be alive? I don't believe that."

Y/n turns to look at him seeing him still looking down. She didn't wanted him to be sad. She wanted him to smile and held his head high like he used to. Like he loved to.

"Love...is something a person needs to live the life. Maybe that is something my hallucinations were pointing to. The love can be taken from anywhere but the love which lasts long gives us the support forever. The psycho guy is taken care by a depressed girl. A small kid can love his elder noona. Love can be obtained by the old friend too. But if people want to be lucky and fulfilled then love forever is needed." Jimin sighed. He looks up to see Y/n listening to him properly.

Jimin pats the space beside him and Y/n sits down near him. "I always imagined the world with wars, loneliness and pain but after I saw you that day...I had the imaginations related to love. Some were painful but still they felt so warm. So right."

Y/n smiled a little. "T-then why were you going to jump off away from love?"

Jimin chuckled dryly. "I didn't. I just ran away from pain and sufferings. But I guess my lastest imagination taught me that there is pain in life but love is always there to hold you when you fall. Like you did when I fell down in dirt. There is always a disappointment in us but love is that powerful that it makes it disappear. It makes us powerful. I felt so powerless. And felt that it was my fault that I was their son. I thought that I was at fault that I'm still living."

"Trust me. You are not at fault. You are special for me. I'm really thankful that you are still living. I'm really thankful that I fell for you." Y/n's eyes welled up with tears. "I really like you, Chim. You are my inspiration. You are the cause I'm a nurse. You are that cause that I met a perfect passion for me. You are the cause for me to smile and laugh."

"I know." Jimin slightly smiled. "I always saw you peeking at me when I was dancing."

Her eyes widen. "What?"

"You really didn't noticed a large in front of my dancing area, did you?" Jimin giggled.

"Oh. Th-then why didn't you stop me from looking at you?" Y/n questioned.

"I wanted a person to see my talent and you were there to peek at me. So it was an golden opportunity to present myself. You don't know but you are the reason I improved my dancing skills." Jimin looked at her.

"I don't believe that." Y/n chuckled amazed.

"Oh trust me."

"Then that day why were you dancing so furiously?" Y/n asked realizing that Jimin was dancing like fire ready to burn others.

Jimin paused for awhile and his smile suddenly wiped out of his face. He looked away , "It was my birthday...and my parents forgot about it. And even when I requested them to come home soon, they scolded me that they were earning money for me. That disappointed me."

"Sorry."

"Not your fault." Jimin held her hands and looked at her eyes. She too looked at him. They stared for a while.

"So you won't give me that?" Jimin smiled making her confused.

"What?"

"My thank you gift?"

"Um.. you helped me a lot so tell me what do you want?" Y/n expectantly smile at him.

"13 October. A huge party. My birthday..." Jimin whispered.

Y/n smiled warmly and nodded.

"...when we will marry." Jimin concluded.

Y/n blushed. "It will be unfair. Nurse and patient cannot be in relationship." She joked.

"Oh. Then I have to find someone else to marry.." Jimin tapped his chin.

"Yah!" Y/n hit his head.

"Ouw! What?"

"No other girls please." She pouted.

'don't look at any other girls in the city'

Jimin smiled and nodded. He hugged her and happily closed his eyes.

Now he didn't wanted to live that irritating and the lonely life anymore. He wanted to live with the people who genuinely cared for him.

Jin and Y/n.

They were enough for him to take care of him now. He loved them and they too loved him. Very much.

A/n: *grins all her might*

Now I can say that this is the end of the Jimin's ff  "Psukhē". Thank you for reading till the end. Thank you to everyone. I really appreciate you decided to read this ff.

I wanted to tell you all from this ff that;
Life is never a hell. We are the one who make it one. We always have someone to help us like Jin in this story. You are just blinded by the blindfold of imaginations and pain that you are not even trying to see who is helping you.

Suggestions:
I'm like that too. So let's try to look around and see who is the one who really want to support and love us. Take care of us, shall we?☺😊
BEST OF LUCK TO ALL OF YOU. Hope you are always happy and enjoying every moment in life.
Peace✌

-Samtae