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" We were young."

"And we were so in love."

---

I remember it was a hot sunny day, sweat was dripping off my forehead and down to my sideburns.

"Don't you need to trim your hair a bit, Jungkook-ah?" my senior asked me, a hand on his waist and other one holding a camera.

Yes, I am an intern at photography.

But due to my appearance I look like a homeless guy with no job.

I rubbed my forehead and tried to puch by bangs back which failed and covered my eyes even more now. I sighed a breath in exhaustion.

"Yes, I thought so but I was having such pack schedule-"

"Don't blame your work to cover up your lazy ass now. I'll give you a leave for half a day today. Go and cut your hair..."

I blinked a couple of times and stared at him with no reaction.

"Here..."

He handed me a card of a saloon called ' Yumi's '. I grabbed it instantly from his hand and looked at it.

"This place is owned by a friend of mine. Tell them I've sent you, they might give you a discount."

"T-thankyou...S-Sunbae," I shuttered and bowed down before him multiple times. He laughed at my reaction.

I adore him a lot. He was the reason I wanted to try photography. He is my Sunbae in this field and also like a brother to me. He is my idol, Kim Namjoon.

"okay go now and come back looking a little presentable. You don't wanna scare off the models, do you?" he laughed again.

I stood there confused on whether to take it as a act of kindness or an act of insult.

---

"Mr Yoon?!"

The guy next to me stood up. "It's me," he exclaimed. The girl came up to him and guided him to his chair for a haircut.

I looked around and saw a lot of customers. I also saw a lot of pretty girls, and I guess that is why this place is pretty famous. Getting served and surrounded by these cute girls? I mean who wouldn't want it.

"Mr Jeon?"

I raised my head to a sweet voice. The voice was so melodious it turned my head itself towards It's direction, my eyes tempting to see the person to whom it belonged to.

"Hello, my name is Jimin." the boy smiled.

A boy?

My smile fell into a frown real quick. All these pretty and cute girls out there and I got this boy?

This boy who had wavy blonde curls, porcelain white skin, dark brown marble eyes and beak like pouty lips. He's beautiful.

wait...what?

"I am your hairdresser for today. Would you mind sitting there?" he pointed at the window seat.

I nodded and followed him.

He pulled out a purple cover up and tucked it around my neck making me look a purple christmas tree. Then he pulled out a pair of purple handled scissors and a purple hairbrush.

"You seem to love purple, don't you?" I cut of the silenece as he looked at me from my reflection in the mirror.

"Y-yes...I do," he shuttered.

And I am honest, he looked nervous. He didn't speak a word during the cut and just kept his hands going, spraying my hair to wet and chopping off the edges like a pro.

"Done.." he mumbled like something was stuck in his throat. "w-what do you think?" he asked as he showed me the back of my head in reflection with a mirror in his hand.

I stood up and walked closer to the mirror. I ran my fingers through my hair a few times and turned my hair to side to look at the back, and that's when I noticed him at the back.

Jimin stood there feets together, the mirror clutched tightly in his hand like he was afraid it would drop off his hand, his lips between his teeth and the gulp he swallowed down was huge.

"It's awesome, I love it." I smiled as I turned out.

And I heard him exhale a breath...of relief.

"Actually, you're my first customer and I was so nervous to be honest..." he spilled it out finally.

"Oh was I?" I remarked. He nodded with a cute smile.

He neared me and tiptoed to reach my face, wrapping his arms around my neck.

What is he..?

My heart started pounding at an abnormal rate when his breath fell on my neck. His scent filled my nostrils and even though I tried to not breath it in, it was intoxicating me.

He suddenly pulled over with the purple cover up in his hand. "There..." he smiled as he backed off and started to fold the sheet. "You're good to go now," he smiled.

I felt embarrassed,
I felt dumb.
What has this boy done to me?
My heart feels numb.

I remember walking to back to my studio, there was only one thing running in my mind. It was the cute boy from the salon.

I passed a shop which was entirely covered by glass doors and windows. I stopped when I saw my reflection in it.

My hair was short and tidy and side parted, one end was falling onto the forehead as the other perfectly slicked back. I have never looked this good before.

What have you done to me?

---

And after that visit, I started visiting Yumi's every once in a month.

"Hi there..." Jimin smiled with his whole face again.

"Hey.." I sat down as he gestured me to nearby him.

"Same hairstyle?" he raised a brow and I nodded.

And slowly we started talking more to each other. We started growing close everyday.

"Do you know you have two tiny spirals in your hair..." he said amazed, his hands cutting my hair.

"Really? And what's that supposed to mean?" I asked.

"Some say people who have two whirls are born genius,"

"That's not true-" I laughed and he joined be right after.

I remember he told me about the movie he liked. 'The notebook'? I watched it like several times before my next appointment only so I could talk more with him about it.

And the day he mentioned that he was single, I ran to a park nearby and spun with the little kids like I was one of them.

I was so happy that I qas jumping and hopping around with a huge smile on my face as the kids joined me. They did it for fun as for me...I didn't know what was I doing.

That day I went back home and realised how I'd fallen for him and how I was gay?

And here, I don't even know if he likes boys. Well, I didn't too before I met him but he made me this way so he has to compensate for it now...right?

The next day I gathered all my courage to ask him out.

"Jungkook, are you alright? You're sweating..." he asked me with a worried face.

"Oh, I'm fine...a little hot right?" I said.

"But it's almost autumn now. I bet the streets look so pretty with all the fallen leaves and stuffs," he said in a dreamy tone.

"Yeah.." I sighed at my dumb ass for making a dumb excuse.

"And you're a professional photographer. Tell me what kind of photos do you take?" he asked curiously. "Is it leaves and trees and butterflies...oh oh do you take shots of leaves falling down the trees?"

He hoped excitedly as I nodded in response and laughed at him.

"I would love to see those pictures...can you show them to me?" he asked running his scissors down my hair.

This is it. This is the time, Jungkook!

"Yes. In fact I wanted to ask you something Jimin," I mumbled and he nodded in a calm way.

"Yes, ask me whatever you want, Jungkook"

I turned my head halfway. "Would you like to go on a date wi-"

*chop*

I felt nothing as first. It was numb. I couldn't hear anything, and my surroundings were muted. I watched Jimin with a panicked expressed as he pulled out a white towel and pressed it against my head.

What...what is happening? I asked myself and I finally flinched back to reality.

Screams and screeches of staffs and people around, the sharp pain in my ear made me look at my reflection in the mirror and I noticed Jimin, crying and shaking, holding onto a blood stained towel against my ear.

"I am so s-sorry..."

He was crying over my blood covered earlobe..."

I widened my eyes in response and I passed out.

---

"I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry....please forgive me,"

I sighed as he cried for the millionth time and bowed down repeatedly.

"It's okay Jimin. You know it was my fault and I turned around suddenly..."

"No, I should've been more careful. I'll pay all your medical bills and expenses-"

"But you just did." I smiled pointing at my head wrapped around bandage to cover my ear.

"I-..." he looked like he was surging for words. "I'll do anything you want. I promise! Just don't sue me at work,"

"Sue you?" I laughed but then I suddenly stopped. "You said you'll do anything right?" I asked and he nodded.

Thats when my smile turned brighter and bigger.

"Then let's go on a date with me.....please?"

It looked like he wasn't expecting anything like that from me and his expressions clearly told that he didn't hear me earlier.

He gaped at me with round big eyes, his hands hanging in mid-air with the handkerchief in his hold.

"D-date?" he shuttered and I smiled with a nod.

And the date finally came true. I walked beside him as he did the same with his hands clutched together staring at his feets.

Our feets gradually crushing all the fallen dried leaves on the way. The sound was so satisfying that I wanted to to walk with him all day long even if we didn't speak a single word to each other.

"Don't you wanna take pitures?" he asked me suddenly.

I looked at him and then at the camera hung in front of my chest. "Oh, yes! I'm gonna take some later." I rubbed my nape.

"Tell me about you." I mumbled and he looked at me confused. " I mean what made you wanna be hairdresser?"

He thought for a while and started laughing. I didn't know the reason but his laughs made my lips curve up into a curios smile as well.

"Actually you see my hair is curly," he said pointing at his beautiful blonde curls. "I was very bad at managing my curly hair at school and everyone teased me that I looked like a brown poodle. The bullying didn't stop and that's when my brother decided to take me to a saloon and got my hair done. And I swear I never looked so pretty as I stared at myself in the mirror-"

He covered his mouth and looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry, I'm just flattering myself right?"

"No No!" I yelled immediately. "You look pretty Jimin! You're..." I took a deep breath as I slowed down, he was staring me at me with blush in his cheeks. "You're so beautiful. " I said finally and he giggled in response.

He nodded at me and continued to speak. "That made me so curious about hairstyling and stuffs that I wanted to learn more about it and here I am." he smiled.

"And you? What made you wanna become a photographer?"

I smiled and hung my head. "I wanted to become like my Sunbae I guess....he's a pretty awesome guy."

"...and?" Jimin slurred on his words.

"And...Jimin I-" I sighed a breath. "I lied to you. I am not a professional photographer."

"Why did you lie to me?"

All I heard was disapoinment in his vocals.

"I don't know. Maybe I wanted to impress you because you're so good at your work and I am just a struggling kid. I don't even know if this dream of mine is actually mine or am I just following my sunbae blindly."

Suddenly a hand pressed on my shoulder and I raised my head to meet Jimin's pretty dazzling eyes. He had a smile on his warm face and a positive aura.

"Do you love what you do?" he asked me.

"I do..."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I'm just not good in it. Sunbae is like so perfect in it since his high-school and I try so hard each day to become like him but I-"

"I think you should give yourself time, Jungkook. You see no one is born perfect and you may see your Sunbae as a superior perfect guy but you never know how many hurdles and problems he's been through to get to this platform he's standing in now."

Jimin smiled as he looked at his feets. "I myself was so nervous at my very first customer which was you, but the way you talked with me and made me open up was really comforting. Let me tell you I messed up many hairstyles on the mannequins during my internship,"

I grabbed my hair witha dramatic gasp in response. "I guess I am lucky....?"

He laughed with a hand agaisnt his mouth as he fist the other on my shoulder lightly.

I grabbed his wrist firmly making his giggled slow down. He breathed heavily staring at our hands and back to my face.

"I promise you Jimin, I'll try my best and be a better person. Not just like my Sunbae but I'll be myself. I will be the first Jeon Jungkook and not the second Kim Namjoon."

His hand was still in my grip when he stretched it towards my head and ruffled my hair a bit.

"Looks like someone needs a haircut....?" he laughed as he messed up my hair.

I stared at him for some while and chuckled a sigh.

"Will you go out on another date with me soon? I mean I want to take you to my favourite places..."

"Sure." he smiled.

---

"One more soju pleasee...." the drunk man slurred loudly making all the customers nearby look at him.

Jimin did give him a glance too before he turned his head to me again.

"I'm so sorry, I wanted to take you to a better place, somewhere it isn't muh noisy and messy like this-" I sighed.

"It's okay," he smiled in response. "I like to eat spicy rice cake by the street than go to expensive boring dinners." he said taking a bit of his rice cake. "I really missed this you know. I haven't been here since my school days."

"why is that?"

"Because my brother doesn't let me eat outside. He says the food isn't hygienic and I think he's just jealous of me eating outside and not the food he cooks for me but honestly I like the food he makes more than outside. He cooks so good, trust me you should try some..." he chewed on his food.

I smiled when I noticed some red sauce over the corner of his lips. I leaned in and rubbed my thumb over his lips, wiping it of but I didn't take a notice of how Jimin stopped chewing and stared at me with a nervous expression.

I backed off and sat down in my seat again. I cleared my throat with a hand agaisnt my fist.

"So you like it?" I asked trying to divert the topic.

"What? You or your food?" he asked.

I just blinked a couple of times and looked at him in dazzle, before he snickered and started laughing loudly pointing at my face.

I quickly sat up straight and fixed my face, trying to get off the blush from over my cheeks.

Suddenly he grabbed my hand. "Come on, I'll take you to places I love to be myself-" he said.

We entered in a place which looked like club. Not a drinking, dance club but more like a gaming club.

There were board games and indoor games in that place. The interior was dim with flickering lights like in karaoke and the music playing in the background was so classic, it made me go to the 80s.

He pulled me towards the snooker spot. I watched him grab the pole and arrange the ball. He bend down making me gulp at his position now. He gave me a smirk before hiting the ball and bingo...it went straight to the hole.

"You play snooker?" I asked wide eyes.

He nodded as he swirled around and passed me, going to the other side of the table. "I used to sneak here after class everyday and play with my friends. Don't tell my brother tho," he giggled.

His giggles ringing in my ear like music. I closed my eyes and followed the giggles and eventually I found my standing right behind him.

He hit the ball once more and it was a goal again, he stood up straight and that's when he felt me standing behind him. His back pressed against my chest firmly.

His scent, the same intoxicating scent of him made me crazy and not able to think for a while.

I don't know what got into me as I grabbed on his small waist, him flinching in response. He slowly turned around, our chest pressed together with no space in between and I was afraid he'd hear my heartbeat because it was pounding really bad.

He raised his head and went on his tippy toes. I got the sign and tilt my head to the other side, shutting my eyes gradually along with his.

And I felt him, his lips on mine pressed firmly. I could feel him holding onto his breath as he kissed me. And I didn't want him to do so.

I pulled over and he breathed faintly agaisnt my lips.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing....maybe I rushed in too much. I'm sorry," he whispered.

"It's alright. I loved it. So don't be sorry, hmm?" I smiled and tucked his hair behind his ear. He licked his lips and gave a tiny nod.

I chucked a breath and grabbed on his shoulders. "Come here..." I smiled and pulled him, he instantly hid himself in my embrace like he was dying to do so.

And we went on more dates, more dinner out and more places. Sometimes I took him and tried the things I lobed like fishing, which I admit I am very bad at.

I remember him laughing when I was so excited that I caught a fish but it was just an old worn out shoe.

He took me to his parents grave and a told me how he lost them in a car crash when he was still small baby. We prayed for their peaceful afterlife. It was hurtful to see him shed a few tears at their memory but I was quick to hug him and pat his back to calm him down.

And he told me how since their accident, Jin hyung was everything he had and how the older raised him and send him to school by quiting his own studies. He opened small chicken shop and paid all of Jimin's fees and didn't made Jimin feel the absence of his parents ever in his life.

And I am so grateful to Jin hyung for that.

---

The day I found out he got sick, I couldn't wait to meet him. So there I was standing in front of his home.

"Hi umm....does Jimin live here?" I asked the first person I saw as I entered in a fried chicken shop.

The handsome boy just stared at me in response. I looked at him from top and toe and he looked so young. He can't be Jin hyung, he looks the same age as me tho.

"Are you Jungkook?" he asked making me widen my eyes.

"Y-you know me?"

He threw his gloves away and walked towards me with the apron still around his waist. "Hello, I'm Kim Taehyung, Jimin's bestfriend and his brother in law-"

"No, you're not yet,"

Another voice echoed from the back. A wide shouldered man with dark brown hair, apron around his waist as well and a big knife in his hand walked out of the kitchen. "

"Oh come on hyung you know you're gonna marry me and no one else now!! We're engaged for God's sake-" Taehyung whined.

"That's only after you find yourself a decent job, you dummy." he hit Taehyung's head with a little head as the smaller made a small 'ouch" noise in response.

"And you-" he pointed the knife towards me making ma gulp a lump. "Why do you want to see my brother?"

Brother?

"Oh, you're Kim Seokjin-shhi? Hello, I am Jungkook, Jimin's-"

"So you're the guy who got Jimin almost kick out of his work??! And I also heard that you tried hit on him?"

"P-pardon?" I shuttered with my hand still in the air for a handshake.

"Oh, don't pardon with me. I know everything about you, kid!"

"Hyung...calm down-" Taehyung tried to grab him from behind but he kept stepping towards me.

"I swear if I heard any complaints of you from my Minnie's," he said nearing me each moment as I gulped in response. " I'm gonna swing his knife of mine and chop your head off of y-"

"I think that's enough-"

Jimin barged in suddenly with his hands stretched on either side. he turned around swiftly grabbed my hand and pulled me upstairs.

"Minnie, why are you out o your room? Get back inside, you're sick....and why taking him to your room??!"

"To talk!" Jimin yelled back.

"You can talk here in front of us! I swear if he tries something with you..."

"Hyung, leave them alone!"

I could hear Jin hyung and Taehyung bickering downstairs as Jimin lead me to his room. I stepped inside and he followed me.

As I turned around he slammed the door behind him and pressed his back on the door. He raised his head and flashed me a shy smile.

"Hi," he said in a shy tone.

"Hey..." I chuckled. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine-" He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear.

"Is your throat hurting? Why are you wearing a mask?" I asked with a concerned expression.

"Oh this, it's because I don't have my make-up on and I look like baby,"

"I don't mind watching you without make-up, Jimin."

He just kept staring at his feet. I don't know what got into me but I walked upto him and reached my hands to his ears, removing his mask off his face.

"Oh my..." I gasped.

He raised his head with a worried face and then covered his face with his hands. "Is it that bad?"

"So beautiful..." I whispered.

He gasped with cherry red tint over his cheeks seeming deeper every second as I stepped closer to him.

He gulped and stepped back along with me until his back hit the door. I grabbed his hand and moved it away from his face.

He kept staring at the floor, compelling me to put a finger on his chin and raise his head towards me.

"You're beautiful...Minnie," I whispered and he blushed more.

"I-....you're too...I mean...you know...I don't know what I'm saying-" he shuttered making me laugh.

"It's okay," I smiled pressed my lips on his.

"Nghh.."he whispered and I pulled over.

"You'll catch my cold..." he whispered.

"Let me catch you first." I said and stretched my arms open for him, as expected he giggled and hugged me tightly.

Suddenly we were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Don't you have to go home, you kid?? Or you're attempts to stay here tonight? If so let me tell you tha-"

Jimin opened the door right at his hyungs face. Then he moved aside making way for me as I quitely qalked out bowed before Jin hyung and walked away.

Jimin followed me but stopped before his hyung. "You're such an embarrassment, I tell you.." he rolled his eyes at Jin hyung and followed me again.

Author pov:

That night, Jimin was asleep in his bed, until he felt a sudden pain in his limbs. He woke up crying to the severe pain.

"Aaahhh!!" he screamed and crawled out of the bed.

"H-hyung! It-It hurts so b-bad....please..." he shuttered and finally reached his door. He dragged his hand to the door knob and opened it a little.

"HYUNG!!" he screamed.

---

"I will get straight to the point," The doctor said in a serious tone as Jimin and Jin looked at him and to each other in confusion.

"Jimin, you're suffering from a disease called progeroid syndrome,"

"Progeroid syndrome?" Jimin repeated with curious eyes.

"We are not sure and we'll conduct some tests on you for that but the symptoms look like it,"

Jin tried to act cool and scoffed a laugh. "What the hell is pRogEriOd SYndROme?" he mimicked the doctor that made Jimin giggle.

He always does this on purpose. Trying to act funny, trying to pull out lame dad jokes to make Jimin laugh and make him feel better. That's what Jin has been doing throughout his life.

"Once it starts you will immediately see increase in grey hair and wrinkles and discolouration and hardening of the skin."

The doctor got on his feet as he started to explain more.

"As the disease progresses, the immune system will weaken and you'll get prone to infections and diseases."

At last he sighed a breath and looked at Jimin.

"In simple words, it's a disease that will make you age faster than you normally should,"

"There are several kinds of progeroid syndrome. In your case, you might age dozen times faster than an average person, Jimin."

Jimin stared at the doctor and gulped a huge lump and looked at Jin.

Jin noticed Jimin and asked the doctor.
"Dozen times faster?"

"Yes," the doctor nodded. "It may take only a year to make you an elderly."

"What?!" Jin hyung screeched suddenly. "What rubbish?! I've never heard of such disease and let me tell you doctor my brother has been perfectly healthy his whole life, then what the fuc-"

"Hyung!" Jimin stopped him. He exhaled a breath and turned to the doctor. "This is just a theory, right doctor? You could be wrong , right?"

"Yes. In order to find that out, I need to examine your genes..."

They withdrew his blood and did tests one him.

The following night, Jimin searched up the syndrome in internet only to get horrified by the pictures there. A young girl in her twenties and the same girl who looked like an old woman in her sixties. Jimin read the title which said 'after six months of onset of disease,'

"n-no..." Jimin shuttered. "This can't be true..." He threw the phone across the bed and hid himself under the sheets, shivering and trembling to himself.

The next day, Jin was staring outside the window, crossed arms and mind all over his little brother. Suddenly he heard an huff and puff noise. He came running outside of his room to see a well dressed Jimin heading out.

"You won't listen to me will you?" Jin grunted.

"I have promised him Hyung. I can't break my promise," Jimin said putting on his shoe.

"I read the weather forecast today and they said it will rain. Can't you not go out until your test results come out?" Jin said, in a more pleading voice this time.

Jimin sighed a breath and looked his him. "I don't want to wait until then hyung. I have to go...I'm sorry,"

He reached the place where Jungkook was waiting for him but unfortunately it did rain as soon as he reached there.

"Oh no, I don't have an umbrella, do you?" Jungkook asked him

Jimin shook his head. But his lips curved up into an evil grin before he gripped onto Jungkook's hands and pulled him outside.

"J-Jimin! what are you..."

Jimin giggled as he hopped around Jungkook, closing his eyes as the rain hit his smooth skin and trickling down his jaw.

Jungkook gulped as he kept staring at the happy and energetic Jimin laugh at him and dance around. He smiled and pulled Jimin by the waist.

Jimin gasped but got calmed soon as he was used to the touch. He gestured the taller near him making Jungkook lean his ear near Jimin's mouth in curiosity.

"We're in public..." he whispered and pushed Jungkook's chest. As he ran away laughing at the taller.

Jimin went under a shade and started to ruffle his hair to dry himself but then he heard a few chatters and giggles. He looked outside and saw Jungkook dancing and giggling with small kids.

Jimin smiled at them.

The way Jungkook splashed water in the puddles and the kids did the same making Jungkook all wet and they started laughing again, made Jimin giggle subconsciously as well.

"In your case, you might age dozen times faster than an average person, Jimin."

Jimin's smile faded and his eyes started to glaze up slowly.

"Hey..." Jungkook hopped in suddenly flinching Jimin out of his thoughts. He turned the other way and rubbed his eyes dry.

"What's wrong?" Jungkook asked.

"Nothing." Jimin shoom his head. "You shouldn't get too much drenched Jungkook. You'll get a cold,"

"Jimin..." Jungkook called in a dreamy tone.

"hmm?" Jimin raised his head.

"Marry me."

"W-what?" Jimin blinked.

"It doesn't have to be right away. I mean we both have our own dreams. But I wanna share a life with you Jimin, I wanna be with you forever."

Jimin scoffed laugh. "What are you saying, Jungkook? You should wait. It's jut been a few months since we've been dating. You might find someone better, beautiful and deserving for you,"

Jungkook shook his head. " I don't care Jimin. I want you. I just want you in my life and no one else, no matter what."

Jimin teared a chuckle at those words. He grabbed Jungkook by his face and raised on his toes, pressing his lips on Jungkook's.

He didn't care if they were in public and everyone was staring at them right now. He just wanted to hug the boy and thank him for the fondness.

They pulled over from the kiss and hugged each other like they were meeting after years. Jimin smiled and buried his face deeper into Jungkook's shoulder, his heart aching on the inside.

The ran had stopped and Jimin was sitting by the bus stop, waiting for Jungkook to get themselves a drink.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed. He viewed it and his smile faded as soon as he saw the test results in his email.

All the tests were positive and Jimin was in third stage of the disease. A very critical condition to be honest.

"Do you want banana or peach?"

Jungkook's voice made Jimin hide his phone quickly. Then he quickly fixed his face and looked at Jungkook.

"peach," he smiled as Jungkook handed him the drink.

After a while, Jimin tried to speak up.

"Umm....Jungkook-"

"Yea?" Jungkook raised a brow as he sipped on his drink.

"Won't you take a picture of me?"

Jungkook stopped sipping, he nodded and took out his camera in a rush. "Ofcourse I will, I-"

But just as Jungkook was about to click the button, the smaller pulled Jungkook by the nape and kissed his cheeks, capturing the beautiful moment in the camera.

"That was so sudden...." Jungkook said in a shy tone as he stared at the camera.

Jimin chuckled at his cuteness. But what he said after made Jungkook choke on his drinks.

"All right! Then tonight I'm gonna stay over at your place!" He mumbled.

"m-mine?" Jungkook shuttered like the drink was stuck in his throat.

Jimin nodded shyly as he neared Jungkook gradually.

"It's not like I don't want to take you to my place Jimin. But if you're brother finds out he'll kill m-"

Jungkook paused when Jimin snuggled his head into Jungkook's neck. His warm breath agaisnt Jungkook's cold wet skin made him shiver.

"please..."

Jimin's voice was desperate and Jungkook was in no mood to turn down the boy.

---

Jimin kissed him roughly and straddled his lap. He wrapped his arms around Jungkook's and pulled him closer as he sucked on the taller's lips.

"Wait...nghh-" Jungkook pulled over.

"What?" Jimin panted against his mouth.

"I don't have any condoms," Jungkook whispered, his hands still resting on Jimin's small waist.

"I don't care," Jimin mumbled and started kissing his neck. "I just want you right now..." he breathed against Jungkook's skin.

Jungkook couldn't control himself anymore. He gripped tighter onto his waist and turned them over, now lying on top of the boy.

He hovered over him slowly and leaned down, kissing him again so passionately. His kisses traveled from his lips to his chin and neck, his hands slowly unbuttoning Jimin's shirt.

After he opened it completely he stared at his bare chest for a while and then leaned in kissing him all over.

"hhmm...." Jimin moaned as he gripped a handful of Jungkook's hair.

Jungkook lowered each time and reached to his pants. He quickly undid them and pulled them down along with his boxers.

Jimin couldn't wait to be free from his tight pants, as his length was hardening within the clothed barrier.

Jungkook sat between his thighs and placed Jimin's one thigh on his shoulder, gradually placing wet kisses on the inner part.

Jimin bit his lip to conceal his moans. He was enjoying this a bit too much. And when Jungkook suddenly took him in mouth, Jimin felt like he saw stars.

"Aahh fuck-"

He groaned and jolted up suddenly, feeling Jungkook slurp on his length. Jungkook used both his hands and spread his thighs wider, using his tongue all over the place. He licked his balls and the base and then up his shaft all the way to the tip again.

Jimin was a moaning mess my now and he needed more of Jungkook.

Jungkook inserted his fingers in Jimin's mouth. "suck..." he ordered.

Jimin swirled his tongue around his fingers and sucked on them for a while. Then Jungkook pulled his wet fingers out of his mouth but inserting one right away in his hole.

Jimin screamed. He literally screamed out at the weirdly unique feeling. And gradually Jungkook added a second finger and third and soon started pushing them in and out of Jimin.

"Hmm...ohhh J-Jungkook.."

Jimin wasn't shy anymore. He was shamelessly calling out Jungkook's name in an alluring tone and he didn't care if his neighbours heard him.

"I want you inside me J-Jungkook." he shuttered between his broken moans as Jungkook kept thrusting his fingers in and out of his hole.

"Fuck! m-me..." he groaned again.

Jungkook quickly undressed himself.

"How do you want it, Jimin?" he asked.

"hmm...I wanna ride you-" Jimin whined as he stretched his lean bare body on the mattress.

Jungkook nodded and pulled him up on his lap. He made Jimin sit on his naked self giving him time to get ready for it.

Jimin raised himself on his knees as Jungkook adjusted the tip agaisnt his hole. Then he gradually made himself fall on him.

He bit on his bottom lip as he felt himself tearing up on the inside. "Hmm..." he whined and threw his head back.

When he sat completely down, he leaned his head forward and looked into Jungkook's eyes with a drunk exression.

"Shit, Kook-ah you're so big....you fill me up so good-"

Jungkook swore he saw stars by the way Jimin talked to him rather than the feeling that he was inside him.

But the way Jimin's insides were squeezing and throbbing him so good, he couldn't ignore it either.

"Haah....ohhh Jimin."

Jungkook groaned as Jimin slowly moved on his lap. He pulled himself up a little and slammed down on his thighs again, making Jungkook newr his climax every moment.

"Fuck...Jimin s-so good."

The rooms were filled with moans and slaps and skins rubbing and whimperings. They both enjoyed each other's presence as they should.

"Jungkook-ah....f-faster. Oh shit. it feels so good Jungkook. Aah~"

He bounched on his lap as he wrapped his arms around his neck.

"there...right there. Hit me there...fuckk- so good,"

Jungkook raised his head and pulled Jimin by the nape, capturing his lips at once. He bit on his bottom lip making Jimin whimper and part his lips. He took the moment and let his tongue in, tasting every nook and corner of Jimin.

"Ohh....aahhh....ohh my godd-" Jungkook groaned and squeezed Jimin's body in his grip, his thighs shaking with Jimin on his lap.

Jimin felt his insides getting wet and filled up as Jungkook came inside him, soon white cream of lust seeping out of his ass and down his inner thighs.

Jungkook had his head back with his mouth open as Jimin kept riding him in his orgasm.

Gradually Jimin slowed down.
He grabbed Jungkook by the face and stared at the boy for a while, tho he was still moving on the latters lap, slolwy and sensually.

Jimin's eyes teared up. He bit his lip, avoiding to leave a cry while he watched his boyfriend's satisfied expression, assuming it might be the last time he's seeing this.

He wanted to make the younger feel good, feel pleasured, feel satisfied and feel happy.

He wanted to give Jungkook his everything, his body, his heart, his soul and everything that he owns.

which Jimin wouldn't be able to provide him later, even if he wanted too.

Jimin teared a chuckle in his pain and leaned in to press his lips onto Jungkook's again. And this time the kiss wasn't out of lust. It was like Jimin was spilling all his emotions through just one kiss.

Jungkook could feel Jimin's tears smearing over his cheeks as they kissed bit he didn't want to ruin the moment by stopping and asking him.

And they shared their precious moment just like that, without any questions and doubts involved.

Their first and...

...probably the last as well.

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kookie- why did you leave so early?? You should've atleast woke me up to say goodbye?

kookie- where are you? call me.

kookie- jimin ?? What's wrong? why aren't you answering my calls??

kookie- Jimin is everything alright? I'm worried for you. It's been two weeks, please call me.

kookie- I'm sorry Jimin . Did I do something wrong that night?? I'm so sorryy . Please talk to me. Please.

kookie- I miss you.

kookie- sorry for spamming. I don't want to interfere in your matters but I promise you, I'll be waiting for you reply.

"Could I get some beer here?"

"Yes ma'am!" Jin yelled from the kitchen. He gestured Tae who was sitting on the counter.

Tae nodded and walked upto the refrigerator, grabbing two cans of beer and handing the customers with his boxy smile.

Sudden his smile faded when he noticed a boy standing outside their shop, glaring daggers into Tae's face.

"Where is he?"

Tae sighed a breath and looked at the boy. "He's not here-"

"I asked where is he, not if he's here." he replied in a cold tone.

"Jungkook, look. Jimin has went to Busan and he said he'll be working their at his friend's salon-"

"But you're his bestfriend!" Jungkook shouted making Tae flinch. "How can he leave just like that?? Who is this new friend?? I need to know where does he liv-"

"Hey kid."

Another voice interrupted them making both of their heads turn.

"Jimin said he doesn't wants to see you anymore. So I want you to leave him and never come back here again. Got it??" Jin mumbled as he circled his arm around Tae's shoulder. "Come on Tae, let's go."

Tae gulped and turned back to give Jungkook a last glance. The innocent bud was staring at them with his big doe eyes, confusion and sadness stirred up.

---

"Jimin doesn't work here anymore. " the lady mumbled.

Jungkook looked around the saloon like he didn't believe the guy. "Why? When did he resign? I mean..." he looked at the owner again, did he say anything??"

"He said he's gonna work in his friend's saloon at Busan. I don't know the exact details tho. Now, if you excuse me I need to take care of some customers," she bowed and left Jungkook.

So, it was true? Did he really leave for Busan without any words? But....why?

The next day, Jungkook was again outside the chicken store. Jin arrived with the grocery bags in his hand and sighed at the boy.

"You won't give up, will you?" Jin shook his head and passed Jungkook, as he started to fumble with the keys of the door.

"He taught me not to give up. " Jungkook mumbled under his breath but Jin heard it. " Jimin...he taught me to never give up." he repeated at which Jin gulped and turned around.

"What do you exactly want?" he asked Jungkook.

"I want you to send him this letter." Jungkook mumbled as he stretched his hand to Jin. "You won't tell me his address in Busan...so please." he bowed and left, after handing it to Jimin.

The curtains in Jimin's room glided a bit, a small hand moved the curtains to side, the small figure peeking through the glass, Watching Jungkook walk away from the chicken shop.

It was Jimin.

*knock knock*

"Hey....I'm coming in." Jin informed before opening the door. "Umm....he gave you this." Jin mumbled before placing the envelope on the table.

The small figure had wore a big hoodie and was facing the window, quitely staring outside.

"Jimin, I think you should give him a closure. I can't send him off everytime. i just can't see him this way anymore-" Jin sighed and shut the door behind him.

Jimin slowly walked upto the table and grabber the envelope. He took out the paper and read it.

 

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"Is this important hyung?" Jimin mumbled over Jin's shouldder. Jin nodded as he tightened his grip around Jimin's thighs.

"It is. I know these people, they can heal any diseases. Even the serious ones." Jin groaned as he carried Jimin on his back up the hill.

"I don't know." Jimin mumbled through his mask. "I've never heard of these electromagnetic wave therapy, before." he sighed.

He was wearing a hoodie and mask and glasses to cover up his face. He wasn't insecure, he was just.....not ready to face people's reaction.

"I'm sure they will heal you, Jimin. Don't worry. Trust you hyung on this."

The therapy place was at the top of the hill, where they treated people with wires and bands tied around the head and giving them electromagnetic waves.

"That will be $4000, sir."

Jimin turned his head a little and saw Jin nodded at the lady before he handed her the money.

---

"Aahhh hyung..." Tae moaned and squeezed his eyes shut.

Jin kissed his neck to calm down the boy. He pinned Tae on the bed and interlocked their fingers together.

Tae fluttered his eyes half open before shutting them again when the older leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Tae moaned in the kiss and opened his mouth, letting the man devour him more.

"sshh...f-fuck." Tae groaned feeling the older inside him completely.

"Tae..." Jin whispered near his ear. "I'm sorry, Tae." he kissed his neck and thrusted in him again, making Tae scream out in pleasure.

"I'm sorry..." Jin mumbled again.

"Aaahhh.....hyung more. "Tae whined in between the thrusts. "fuck me faster hyung....aaahh-" Tae whimpered under the broad guy. His fingers practically buring hole and scratches on Jin's wide back, that he thought was very sexy.

Soon Tae shivered and trembled and found himself reach his orgasm followed by Jin soon after. Jin kept thrusting in him in his over stimulation and slowed down gradually. Both the boys panted against their mouths.

"It's alight. " Tae mumbled in between his heavy breaths.

"Huh?" Jin raised a brow.

Suddenly, Tae grabbed the older by the face and pressed their lips again. "It's alright hyung. Don't be sorry, as much as you are Jimin's brother, I'm his bestfriend too and I'm equally worried for him."

Tae noticed the stream of tears rolling down Jin's face. He slolwy rubbed it with his thumb." I jut wanted you to know that you're not alone in this hyung. You might have taken care of him all alone since his childhood but I'm here with you now. Let's get through this together, yeah??"

Tae's words making Jin tear a chuckle.

"Let's make Jimin feel better and cure him together?"

Jin nodded and cried more before kissing Tae all over the face. "Oh I can't wait to marry you and you make you mine already. " Jin mumbled showering him with more kisses.

"I'm yours already-....s-stop." Tae laughed, feeling ticklish from his fiance's kisses.

---

"You're sweating hyung," Jimin looked at his brother groaning and winching as he carried him up the hill again.

"Almost there..." Jin breathed out but stopped when he saw a huge lock at the gate. "What the-" then he saw an old man walking his dog nearby.

"Excuse me mister!" Jin called the man. "Do you happen to know if this clinic is closed today?"

"Oh that?" the old man numbled. "The doctor here got arrested yesterday,"

"What?!" Jin screeched.

"They say he waw a scam and that he faked a treatment to get paid from his patients."

---

"Aren't I too much trouble for you?" Jimin smiled weaky as his brother looked at him.

"Trouble? you kidding? You're my little brother, there's no trouble in looking after you." Jin laughed.
"But the momey...it's all wasted. "He said gripping on the grass. "You shouldn't look for anything else now. I don't think there's a cure to this disease. I'm ready to accept my faith-"

Suddenly, Jimin stopped when he heard sniffs and sobs. He turned his head and saw Jin crying. His brother was crying. This was the first time he'd seen him cry after their parents passed away.

"I'm sorry Jimin-ah. I couldn't be a good brother to you. I-...." he hiccuped. "I couldn't provide you a good treatment. I should've been more careful."

Jimin quickly removed his hood and his glasses and his mask and pulled Jin intk a hug.

"Hyung..." he whimpered agaisnt Jin's shoulder. "Don't say that. You've been looking after me since my birth, please don't say that hyung." Jimin sobbed along with his brother.

Both of them shading tears in each other's arms.

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"Hey Tae." Jimin called him.

"hmm?" Tae looked at the boy in the back seat through his review mirror.

"I know I'm asking for too much. But thankyou so much for brining me here. You know Jin hyung would never allow me to see him." Jimin mumbled as he peered outside the glass, staring at the studio.

They were outside the studio for about twenty minutes and there was no sign of Jungkook.

Tae sighed a breath. "Jimin, I think we should go. He-"

"He's here!" Jimin squealed excitedly. "He's here Tae! He's-"

Jimin stopped and wandered his hands over the window glass like he wanted to touch Jungkook through it.

Jungkook was wearing black joggers and a black t-shirt. His hair was neatly trimmed and his hand was holding into a camera stand.

"He even got a new haircut, T-Tae..." Jimin smiled. "He looks so handsome."

"He does." Tae returned him a weak smile back.

Jungkook was laughing with Namjoon and other staffs as they tried to adjust the camera stand outside.

He looked happy.

"He looks happy. He-.." Jimin mumbled in a shaky breath before he started ro sob. "H-he is happy now. I'm glad he's happy, Tae. I'm so grateful...t-that." Jimin palmed his face ans started crying louder.

Tae bit on the inside of his cheek and tried to hold back his tears. He turned the other way so he wouldn't have to see his bestfriend cry.

"J-jungkook...." Jimin cried as he wandered his hands over the window glass like he wanted to touch Jungkook through it. "I'm so sorry baby...I-..."

Jimin hicupped and watched his lover, smiling with bunny teeth and unknown of Jimin's presence there.

"I miss you so much." Jimin cried as he pressed his forehead on the window glass.

"J-Jungkook I love you....Jung-"

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"Here...." Tae smiled as he placed the delicious smelling pot on the table. "What do we have here??" he wiggled his eyebrows and raised the lid.

"Kimchi soup! You're favourite Jimin-ah..." he smiled at Jimin, who was sitting there with a blank expression.

Tae took a deel breath and tried to cheer Jimin as much as he could. He leaned near Jimin put his hand around his mouth "Jin hyung made this specially for you. You know he loves you more than me right?" he whispered.

"Ofcourse I do." Jin hut Tae's head with a small thud.

"ouchh..." Tae whined.

"I love you both now shut up and eat the food I made you. It's getting cold." Jin smiled, Tae nodded with a cheerful face and handed Jimin some of the soup.

The entire dinner was only Jin and Tae talking and trying ti make Jimin speak but Jimin wouldn't open his mouth at all.

Suddenly, Tae felt a continuous gaze on himself. He found Jimin staring at him with an expression he didn't understand.

"What's wrong Jimin-ah?" Tae raised his brow. "Is there something on my face??" Tae started rubbing his face but Jimin didn't speak a word.

He just quitely stood up and slowly dragged himself up to his bedroom leaving Tae and Jin behind all confused.

Jimin couldn't even walk properly, he had to take support from the walls. He looked for the entire house but didn't find any mirror. Jin hyung and Tae had hid and got rid of al the mirrors that existed in the house.

Jimin hit frustated. He hadn't seen himslef since he got sick. He wanted to see himself. Though Jin hyung told me it wasn't necessary and that he was still beautiful and pretty, Jimin knew he wasn't.

The words Jin hyung said was a complete lie and that Jimin wasn't an idiot himself.

After finding nothing around, Jimin sat in his bed and huffed in annoyance. Suddenly, he got an idea.

He took out his phone and turned it to selfie mode. Then he slowly raised the camera and watched himself.

His heart shrunk in his chest and his breath was stuck in his throat. He felt like he couldn't breath anymore...his vessels were tighethed and blood stopped flowing in them making his heart pump faster. He took a huge gulp and scanned his face.

Wrinkles, Wrinkles everywhere.

The forehead Jungkook used to kiss on, had nothing but Wrinkles.

The eyes that Jungkook admired of and loved so much were non existential with Wrinkles and eyebags around them.

The chubby cheeks that were all blushy when Jungkook complemented him were sunken with wrinkles and dry skin.

His lips....the lips Jungkook used to kiss on, weren't the same pump kissable lips anymore.

His hair was half gone at the front and who knows how much at the back.

He gasped as he looked at the sixty year old reflection in the mirror.

"N-no..." Jimin shuttered.

"NO NO NOOO!!!!" He screamed and threw the phone, slamming it in the window glass and shattering it into pieces.

Tae and Jin heard the noise upstairs and looked at each other before running upstairs. When they barged in Jimin's room, they saw him screaming and banging his hand in his head, hitting himself severely.

"Jimin!" Both of then screamed and neared the boy, but got worried to see tht he was bleeding from his hands and head due to the hits.

Jin quickly ran downstairs to grab his phone and call the ambulance. As, for Tae he tried calm the boy down as much as he could.

"No..Jimin. No...stop-" he grabbed Jimin's wrist. "Stop hurting yourself-"

"You're the one who's hurting me the most, Tae!!"

Tae paused, trying to process what Jimin spoke out just now.

"What?" Tae asked.

"You're so pretty Tae! You have everything! Looks, body, charms and everything that my brother wants I have nothing left that Jungkook loved in me! I have-...." he cried making Tae teary by now.

"Since, I got sick I've been so jealous of you. I- I....can't help but hate that you're so perfect Tae-" he cried more.

"...Jimin," Tae tried to grab his shoulder.

"Go away Tae. Don't come back here ever again...until I start to hate you." he sobbed but wasn't expecting for Tae to pull him into a hug.

"I love you idiot." Tae cried over Jimin's shoulder. "I love every moments we cherished together from our middle school to our high school. And I know you love them too and that you'll never hate on me. I just know that you love me too." Tae burried his face sniffing in the shorter's shoulder.

Jimin pulled over from the hug and pulled out his pinky finger. "Promise me Taehyung-ah...you'll take care of my hyung. You'll marry him and have beautiful kids and stay with him forever,"

Tae looked at Jimin's finger with his blurry visions and back at his face.

"Promise me Taehyung-ah..." Jimin cried again. "Even after I'm gone, You'll be the family to him and never make him feel my absence. "

"I p-promise..." Tae raised pinky to Jimin worn out and wrinkled hand and locked his pinky with Jimin.

"I'm sorry Tae and T-thankyou for everything." Jimin cried and pulled him into a hug again.

"no no, don't be sorry." Tae patted his back between his sobs.

"I love you." Jimin sobbed.

"I love you too." Tae cried along with him.

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Jin ran to his shop as he hid himself under his hands to protect him from the heavy rain, but he got wet anyways.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

" You should wait. It's just been a few months since we've been dating. You might find someone better, beautiful
and deserving for you,"

"WHAT THE FUCK YOU MEAN
BY HE WON'T LIKE IT??!!"

"YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU
ARE A VERY SELFISH PIECE OF
SHIT, JIMIN!! YOU ARE WORST!"

"Please Jungkook!" Jin cried as he kneeled down in front of Jungkook and joined his hands.

"S-save Jimin. Please...save him."

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"Jimin-ah, I know you can hear me." Jungkook placed his hand on Jimin's bedroom door.

"Jin hyung told me everything. I'm sorry I couldn't notice it before J-Jimin. I'm so sorry...." He started with a shaky voice.

"But remember one thing, that no matter how you look." He cried and pressed his forehead on Jimin's door.

"I-I love you."

"You are.." He hiccuped in between his sobs. "....the love of my life, Jimin-ah,"

Jimin whimpered as he hide himself under the blanket with his wrinkled hands holding onto them, his grip getting tighter and tighter as he cried more.

"I'll come back again, Jimin-ah. Please wait for me." he mumbled and left.

"Thankyou for coming Jungkook. Thankyou so much for your help." Jin bowed down.

"Hyung..." Jungkook called him before leaning. "Can I come here more often?" He asked as he looked at Jin.

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"Jimin?" Jin called out as he entered inside his room. "I'm sorry I called Jungkook without your permission. I felt like-"

"Hyung." Jimin stopped him.

"Yeah?"

"I got to hear his voice again..." Jinin smiled. "I-....I got to feel his presence again. He even told me that he loves me, hyung. He loves me..." Jimin giggled lowly his shoulders shaking like an old man.

Making Jin smile and giggle along with him, though his tears were still streaming down his eyes.

He quickly ran outside and called Jungkook.

"Hello Jungkook? Please come visit everyday whenever you're free. Please, I've never seen him smile in ages Jungkook. T-thankyou so much..." he cried over the phone.

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"The heater at my place broke down. And now I'm always hiding under the blanket like a caterpillar. "

Jimin giggled at Jungkook's words.

"I also wished Santa to just gift me a heater but then Santa came to my dream the other night and told me that Christmas is over. Can you believe it?" Jungkook laughed as he sat outside Jimin's room and talked with him for hours and hours.

Which he did everyday, though there wasn't any reply or response from the other side, be knew Jimin was hearing him afterall.

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"You know Jimin, today we had prepared fake snow at the studio because the real ones weren't enough but it was so pretty I couldn't look away." Jungkook mumbled.

"But the Namjoon hyung got all mad at me and threatened me that he'd shove all the snow down my throat if I didn't concentrated in my work."

Jimin smiled at the statement as he laid down on his bed with the sheets covering him.

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"Today there was a model at our studio and they were saying how pretty he was but then I didn't see him any pretty. I was like you should see my Jimin and speak for the fact."

"Like they'd be shock to know how pretty my boyfriend is and jealous too." Jungkook laughed.

Jimin leaned near the mirror and brushed his grey hair a bit, and tugged a strand behind his ear. As he peeled his reflection and smiled with a slight blush over those wrinkled cheeks.

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Jungkook ran all the way from his studio to Jimin's house and looked at his window, the lights were one that made Jungkook sigh in relief.

Every night, he feared the lights wouldn't be on anymore, everynight he feared that it might be his last visit to Jimin's place, everynight he felt chills on whether it was his lat conversation with Jimin.

"Do you remember? When you cut my earlobe?" Jungkook laughed. "You were so scared and apologised me so many times. But I'm happy you did that. Because of it atleast I got an excuse to go on a date with you."

Jimin giggled and covered his mouth with his small hands.

"And though we've spent very few time together, all those moments were very memorable and I wish to spend them more with you."

Jimin's smile slowly started to fade away.

"N-next year..." Jungkook started in a shaky breath. "Next year let's go to so many places, together. Let's take pictures of eachoter a-and..." he started crying in between his words. "...and less stay together forever, J-Jimin-ah..."

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"Jimin-ah" Jungkook took a deep breath. "This week we're hiring a gallery and displaying our works. And this is the first time I'm going to display my work as a photographer. "

Jimin noticed a small pamplet slipped through the space of the door.

"I want you to see my work, Jimin-ah. Please do visit."

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Jin grabbed the mugs from Jimin's room and was about to leave the room, until he saw the pamplet lying on the floor.

It was an invitation to Jungkook's gallery and the date was of today. He sighed a breath and looked at Jimin who was laying on the bed with the same expression staring at nowhere.

Jin got frustated as he got on his feet and neared Jimin.

"This is not the way Jimin!" he yelled. "I've seen you giving up on things after you became sick so easily. The dream of you becoming the best hairdresser, marrying and having kids, staying always happy. But the Jimin I know is strong and never loses hope. He teaches gives up and teaches other to never give up."

"Come on, Jimin. Don't give kn your life like that. I know you've still got that energy. Show me the Jimin I know of. Where is my energetic little brother, chim chim?"

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"Uhh.. excuse me."

"Yes?" The lady at the entrance of the gallery smiled at him. "What are you looking for, sir?"

"J-Jungkook....Jeon Jungkook." Jimin shuttered as he leaned onto his cane.

"This way, sir. His works are in that room. " she lead him to the room, as Jimin dragged his feet slowly with the help of the crane.

Jimin raised his head and looked at photos hung around.

The local restaurant where Jungkook took him to eat out and where drunk guys disturbed their precious time.

Jimin smiled as he remembered those moments.

Then he saw another picture of the club Jimin took him to play snooker. The one where they got all pent up and had their first kiss.

The other picture was of the place where they went first time on date.

The cemetery where Jimin's parents were burried.

Jungkook's room where they spent their first and the last night together.

And all the places that they've visited.

The last picture made Jimin speechless.

It was the selfie Jimin took of them while kissing each other. The one where he looked all young and pretty and lively. He looked at himself like he'd seen it for the first time. His mind going back to the time when

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

~1 week later~