Jimin?
You switched on the flashlight on your phone and made your way inside the garage. It smelled of oil and fresh wood. The floor creaked as you made your way towards what appeared to be a shadow.
A small shadow, it's opacity grew and fell as the bulb flickered. You moved your flashlight further to see Jimin. His head beant, arms covering his entire face.
He was crying.
"Jimin!" , you exclaimed as you rushed towards him. You looked around to see shards of wood. It was the broken pieces of guitar.
"Jimin, please, what happened??, talk to me."..you said.
After what felt like an eternity of you trying to console him. He finally looked up, his face puffy, eyes still droopy and sparkly from all the crying.
"I'm sorry, Jimin".
"Why? Please don't be sorry, it was never your fault anyways. I should've confessed my feelings to you before. I've been... Stupid",Jimin said with a sigh.
"Nooooo, it not easy to do stuff like that. Sorry for dissapointing you and make you feel like that",.. "I'm not forgiving myself",you said.
"HEY! you know what, it's okay. Go get your man girl, you and Joon are like................ Destiny", he says with the faintest but reassuring smile.
"And you're an angel", you smile back.
"ok get up!"
"why?", he asks confused.
You two go inside the house. Jimin's mom left for her nightshift.
You made him sit on the couch and tuned on his favourite anime.
"WHAA-"
"Im gonna cook something for you Jimin-ssi",you chuckled.
You loved to cook. It was something you learnt through interest and not because you had to lmao.
After doing a quick search for recipes.
You decided to make Tteokbokki, Bibimbap, Jjajangmyeon with a side of Kimchi and soft tofu stew.
After a while, you could smell the aromatic spices blending together. The food was done. You served and presented it beautifully and called Jimin to the dining space.
Jimin was fast asleep on the couch and woke up to the smell of tasty food.
"Am i dead? Is this heaven?", he said as he walked towards the dining table.
"I just did a little cooking, hope you like it"
"Gordon Ramsay, WHO?! i only know y/n", Jimin said while taking a bite.
"But seriously y/n, you didn't have to do this".
"It's not what i have or have not to do, it's what i want to do", you said with a smile.
The smile which was concealing the excruciating pain you felt in your back.
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SCARRED (A Namjoon Fanfic)
Fiksi Penggemar"So, are you walking with me?",she asked. He looked at his bloody hands and then at her. "The universe conspired to bring us together , didn't it?".
