After which seemed like hours , he began to spell out his worries . They were deep in his emotions . Like melted to his sorrowful soul . And at the end he was met with a pair of soft lips . They mingled with his own. His hot breath blew on his jaw which made him to tuck on the youngers's shirt , crumbling it like withered rose petals . Their love started there , the moment of actual recognition . They promised themselves to lock in each other's hands as their tongue tips danced each other trying to dominate . It was the most beautiful thing ever , the most tender chapter of their fresh life ... A/n : A story , you have never heard . A story which may give you nightmares

Friendship and Love are the most important things in one's life . But what if his life is haunted by a curse and lost all beauty of brotherhood ? (A/n: A Jimin Psychological Fan fic.)