everyone knew his name they were scared to speak it because the streets have ears.
Park Jimin
He was a ruthless mafia boss brutal crime's happened by his hands he has spilled blood and dumped bodies
Nothing surprised him anymore...well that's what...
"Damn it amazon, it was supposed to come today," he said I poked his shoulder.
"Yah! Be happy for me. It's here and now we can book the flight and hotels" I said he looked over at me.
"You seem excited," he said I nodded
"I actually...I'm very happy for the first time in awhile. I feel like it might be okay," I murmured as I felt him hug me.
"I'm so happy for you Yoonie, I missed your smile," he whispered
"Me too it feels nice to not have the deep ache in my chest" I sighed he patted my head.
"Want to look at hotels?" he asked. I nodded, jumping up
"I'll go make some tea. You get the computer and you tell Jungkook to bring the black, card" I chuckled
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"I know I was the one who told you to go on this trip but...I'm gonna miss you" Taehyung pouted while I packed my bags since I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon.
"I'll be back, I promise," I hummed, folding my clothes in my suitcase.
"I know you will but you have to call me all the time or I will hunt you down. " he glared. I chuckled, now folding a purple hoodie into my bag "Oh are you taking that?" He asked. I shrugged.
"It's soft and I like the color and France gets cold," I whispered. He lifted an eyebrow.
"Isn't that Jimin's hoodie? I remember you happily wearing it around campus when he let you borrow it" he said I didn't answer him folding the sweater into the suitcase. "You used to wear it like a security blanket" he added. I frowned.
"I...I just want something of his. It will make me feel a little better" I, said zipping up the bag he rest his head on my shoulder.
"You still love him?" He whispered softly. I chuckled
"Of course, I do always and forever," I murmured
Later that night, I lay in my bed with my bags packed and ready to go for tomorrow at the end of my bed. I was staring at my phone, watching the time tick away, biting my lip needing to one last thing before I left.
So I quickly got dressed, grabbing something from my room and quietly stepped out of my room and left out of the apartment, walking somewhere late at night.
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I knocked on the apartment door. It was only 11:30 pm but since I lived here at one, point, the front desk people didn't mind me going up.
779
The numbers stared back at me as I waited for the door to open. I held my breath while holding a gift bag.
The door started to unlock, and he opened the door and there he stood wearing a hoodie and sweatpants with the hood up, lifting an eyebrow.
"What...What are you doing here?" He asked
"Uh..sorry it's late I know," I whispered as he leaned against the door.
"What do you want twinkie?" He asked. I took steady breaths ignored my restless heart.
I held out a yellow gift bag. "I wanted to give this back. It's your hoodie you gave me...when we started dating" I whispered he looked at the bag like it was a bomb.
"I don't want such a useless thing," He said that stung a little,, but I nodded.
"I-I know...but I thought I should give it back to you," I said he rolled his eyes.
"Fuck fine, I'll probably just...throw it away or whatever" He spoke, taking the bag
"Oh...okay," I whispered. I looked him up and down.
"Is that all you want?" He asked.
"Yeah, that's all.." I whispered. I locked eyes with him.
"Goodbye Jimin" I murmured I leaned forward and quickly pecked his cheek. He looked shocked as I quickly turned to walk, away my heart feeling heavy.
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