My heart beats for you (EN) | JiKook [completed]

Chapter 1

Hello everyone,

Welcome to a new (translated) story. This is the second one I was glad to may translate for you into English. When I first read it at NUSNOOM 's account I cried. I really did because the ending is so...*sighs*...

Actually, this is a oneshot story, but I thought I have to prepare you for the ending. And I also need some stuff to post in the next weeks. 😉

Thank you NUSNOOM for letting me translate it. This means a lot to me because this story is so wonderful and sad at the same time.

~M.

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The night was cold and he still sat on the balcony, wrapped in his blanket, and watched the stars. In his hand he holds a finished notebook in which he wrote things he wanted to complete before the spring was over and the summer came.

Also, in this night the stars shine brightly at the firmament and he wondered about the beauty and eternity.

"Jimin, it is cold outside, you will get a cold."

His grandma stood in his room with his diary in her hands. He slipped into his slippers and smiled at her grandma who gave him his diary.

"You know that your grandma is very curious, you should not leave it somewhere."

He looked at the small blue book in his hand, laid the other one on the table desk and strikes above it smirking.

"Is so, then you would have read what I wrote about you in it. I believe then I could say goodbye to all the good food."

His grandma started laughing and he joined. How much he loved her, she was the only one left from his family. His mother died at his birth, his dad died due to a heart disease. His grandma due to decrepitude and he did not know his aunts and uncles. They emigrated long time ago.

"Okay, okay...then I won't have a look in it."

She caressed the blonde's hair and laughed before she left his room to walk into her own bedroom. The blonde took the cuddle blanket his best friend gave him, took a pencil and his diary, laid down in his bed and started writing.

Full of thorns
I bind myself in this sandcastle
I wear a mask again and go to see you
My mask of loneliness, but I wasn't lonely
Like a single flower I bloom. If I would describe myself, I would be exact this
A flower that resembles you
Bloomed in a garden of loneliness
I wanted to give it to you
I want to give me to you
I can't show you a run-down part of myself
And so I still wear it, the mask of loneliness

Feb 12th, 2019, Park Jimin

He read the lines again before he laid the book aside, turned off the light and closed his eyes smiling.