Third Person's POV
was my life always this dark or has it just come to an end?
did I always feel this cold?
Jimin thought to himself, his body was crumbled in a ball in an attempt to hug his cold self or maybe comfort his guilty self? he wrapped his arms tightly as he could around his knees.
He had been sitting in that position for past few hours without moving, he looked at his shivering hands and balled it into fist trying to stop shaking.
he couldn't understand the reason for his whole shaky body. was it because of the cold?
or something else deeper?
As much as Jimin tried not to think about that day, the sweet odour kept on entering his nose trills giving him the flashbacks of that horrible day.
"no no no, I am not wrong, I did the right thing–" Jimin would chant the same thing to himself while he buried his face in his arms, not to mention, the tears won't stop flowing.
Jimin's body started shivering uncontrollably as the sweet odour got stronger and stronger.
"p–please no..." He was suddenly scared of the smell that was once his favorite.
where did those rapid heart beats go whenever that smell neared him? where did that smile and excitement disappear that generated just by the thought of that one girl?
where?
But Jimin didn't know that the smell that he was getting this time wasn't from Eun Dal.
"Hyung..." A warm voice called softly as possible making Jimin raise his head slowly.
"Jung....kook?" Jimin sniffled with teary eyes looking at his dear one.
Hyung, she doesn't even love you.
Jimin started recalling those moments when Jungkook was trying to open his eyes and reveal Eun Dal's identity.
Jungkook ran towards Jimin and fell down on his knees hugging him without any hesitation. It hurt him. It hurt Jungkook to see the person he loves the most in that state.
Jimin was shattered.
More tears kept flowing.
she is just using you, deceiving you. To do her work.
Jimin weakly grabbed on Jungkook's shirt burying his face in Jungkook's chest as more fragments of memories kept on rewinding in his brain.
Stop assuming things, Jungkook. I don't wanna see your face again
" I am so sorry...sorry" Jimin sniffled multiple times making it hard for him to speak.
"it's okay hyung, everything's alright" Jungkook comforted Jimin stroking his hair lightly trying to calm him down. Jungkook was worried as he could feel his hyung shivering uncontrollably against his body.
I am, very very serious right now. Get lost. Never come in my sight again. If you do, I don't know what will I end up doing, Jungkook. Go away.
Just go away!
" you were right, Jungkook." Jimin slowly pulled away from the hug and wiped his tears by the sleeves of his arms.
"I shouldn't have yelled at you that way, I should have believed you."
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Fanfiction|| completed || [He was an angel with black wings, and crooked halo who had fallen from heaven and been through hell] in which a low grade angel; Eun Dal is selected mysteriously for a big mission. The mission to bring back the most powerful fallen...