Legacy // BTS AU

Dear Jimin

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Dear Jiminie,

Jimin, you short child, stop crying. I know you are Jimin. I know you. Your heart is soft. That's what so many people love about you.

You show love to everyone you meet. You make sure everyone is loved in a group. The way you'd always drag me into conversations whenever the group was talking. You're a gem Jimin. You're an angel.

I'll let the angels in Heaven know that there's one right here.

Remember when you used to starve yourself because you thought you were fat? You're beautiful Jiminie. You've always been. One final promise, don't do that to yourself ever again. Okay? Promise hyung.

Your dancing makes the world stop and stare. It made me stare. I won't stop staring, I'll watch you dance from where i am.

Chim, promise me you won't stop smiling and laughing. It's the most precious thing to hear. I want to hear you happy. You deserve to be happy.

Take care of Taehyung and Jeongguk .
They deserve happiness too.

I won't ever forget your smile. The way your eyes squinch up to the point where you can barely see, and anyone can see the happiness pure on up ur face. All of your teeth show and your joy is infectious even if you're looking at a still photo. Your eyes smile just as much as your mouth, and sometimes more. I love seeing that smile Jiminie.

Don't lose it.

I'll miss you so much. Thank you for all the memories.
It was never your fault. I'm sorry

Kim Namjoon

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Jimin sniffed as he wiped the tears from his eyes using his sweater paw. His hyung was dead.

"Why didn't i realise it sooner. Why didn't I help you. Namjoon-hyung i'm sorry. I promise you, i won't do that to myself again. But why hyung... were we not good enough?" sobbed Jimin as he covered his face with his sleeve.

Jimin remembered all those nights when he would see Namjoon crying himself to sleep, how suspicious it was when Namjoon started wearing long sleeves even on the hottest days. The way he would glare at any staff who questioned it.

"It's my fault," whispered the pink haired dancer as he face planted himself into his pillow and sobbed. He sobbed till he couldn't feel anymore emotions. He just felt numb.

Someone came into his room, and sat beside him, caressing his hair and singing a soft song.

Seokjin.

"Jin-hyung," Jimin whispered as he wrapped his arms around the older's neck, crying into his shoulder as the elder did the same with his own arms around Jimin's waist.

Jimin vowed to keep smiling once this period was over. He would try help the world more, since he failed to help his hyung.