3 Years later
I'd say Jimin and I had the best life ever. Our daily routines were the same, yet so refreshing. We made meals together, went for shopping, had a walk by the seaside and cuddled on the couch watching Netflix before the day ended.
Oh sometimes we even showered together.
I graduated already and finally enjoying my adult life. Jimin forced me to stay home since he didn't want me to be stressed out with work. He said he would be the one working and he got enough money for us to use for the rest of our lives because he's been staying on earth for a long time.
Basically, I 'retired'.
"Jagi!" Jimin shouted from upstairs and I heard him running down the stairs , who's currently lying on the couch lazily, watching Netflix, eating salted popcorns, chilling.
"What's wrong?" I asked after I sat up straight. Even though the snack was tasty, Jimin's better.
He stood in front of me and I held both his hands swinging. "I missed you," I sighed and hugged him leaning on his stomach.
He chuckled, "babe, didn't we just separate for..five minutes after breakfast?"
"So I can't miss my baby?" I shot back and he patted my head.
"Oh, what're you planning to tell me?" I asked.
"I got an invitation to a party tonight, I know, it's quite late to be informed isn't it? But it's a fancy party, you can say it's a party for rich bosses to gather together and perhaps have a talk about their businesses."
Those rumours died for a long time already ever since he stopped killing. He hired models for real businesses now.
"That sounds so fun. But what should I wear? I don't have any fancy dresses though. This is my first time attending, how should..," I babbled in excitement.
He lifted my chin so I would be looking at him.
"It's okay Jagi, I ordered some dresses for you already and they'll be arriving soon."
I gasped, "some? How many did you order?"
"I don't know. Twenty? Thirty?"
My jaw dropped.
"You must be kidding me. Did you buy...blue?"
He nodded.
"Black!"
He nodded.
"Gold?"
He nodded and smiled.
"H..how?" I stuttered.
"If not, what do you think I was doing when I rushed upstairs after breakfast?"
I pouted, "Jimin, why're you so nice to me? I feel like I'm the happiest wife in the whole world." I felt like crying to know the fact that I finally met someone who loved me so much after staying with my mean father during my childhood times.
"Cause you're my other half. You're my whole world. I'm doing anything to make you happy," he whispered and cupped my cheeks. He bent down so he would be on the same eye level with me.
I hugged him tightly with my arms wrapped around his neck.
"You're gonna make me cry," I said with my slightly shaky voice.
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𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚛 | PJM ff (COMPLETED)
Fanfiction[HIGHEST RANKING: #1 jkfanfic #1 on jkff #4 btsjk] "I..I've heard of a lot of rumours, about the people who worked in your company, they all died after six months, did..you kill them?" "Why do you even care when you're married to me already." -force...
