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Taehyung didn't come home whole day, I hope he didn't injure himself or things like that. it's unusual for him to not come home even if he gets angry
He doesn't do that to me before
4.am
While checking the time I roll myself out of bed and wear my glasses, I tiptoe my self quietly to wherever my heart consents and it lead me outside.
wind causes my limp body to tumble slightly, or maybe it wasn't the wind. hence, maybe it was a someone.
squinting my eyes I try to look at the person standing by the mail box, right then as his eyes find mine through the dim environment I was certain
That Park Jimin was there.
Even if my head was still in the clouds I knew that he couldn't slip away from my sight anymore, not this time. on my bare feet I run my way down towards him.
the cold floor surely bothered me as it came in contact with my bare feet. he doesn't say a word and simply spreads his arms ready for me to get in between
and I do, I hug him tightly as if he was ready to fade away any second "Jimin.." his other hand runs up and down on my back assuringly "don't worry, I'm real."
I part myself from him, it was still cold and from his other free hand he was holding a book, same as the ones that he gives me. it was dark but there was still some lights that helped me observe him
He was wearing a yellow crewneck sweater paired with black pants and chunky sole combat boots, to top it all off he was wearing glasses as they blended in perfectly with his tousled hair
"Like my style?"
I shrug "maybe" I grab the book from his hands and opened it "I really thought you'd stop sending me these, they're a lot now, actually"
"I don't see why I should stop, I mean I did promise you one thing; I'm no man to not fulfill it" he gives me a warm smile
"But I thought you had to limit yourself with me?"
with a teasing smirk he places his hands behind him and slants his face closer to mine "I can't help it when you stand in front of me as beautiful as ever"
I smile and dip my head low, I gulp before thinking of another thought "a-are you off to somewhere? I mean, um..." I point to his fashion and he nods "I am."
"Ahh" I nod "take care."
"You're coming with me" I widen my eyes from his statement as he bends down with his back facing me "we don't have everyday to play mind games, Ms. Kim"
"Piggy back? right now? but what if Taehyung-" he grabs unto the back on my knees to make me obey and I finally give in and climb behind him. I feel his cold fingers dig in against my skin making me bite my lip
"Jimin-"
"He won't be coming" he deadpans and starts to walk, I hope my weight isn't that devastating, I wrap my arms around his shoulder. I curl my toes and try to focus on it instead of his beautiful scent
He smells like powder
"I'm sorry" he tilts his head to take a peek at me and grin "I don't understand why you keep on blaming yourself negatively on things that I do for you out of my free will."
"Because I'm taking too much from you" he shakes his head in disapproval "this is how a real man treats his woman"
I'm not your woman
•••
We stop under an old Ginkgo tree by a cliff, you could clearly see the busy city life of Seoul from not so far away. it wasn't that dark yet that's what made it more memorable
a beautiful scenery with someone who you care about. I tuck my knees together and stare at Jimin. he takes out a blank book and starts to write
I lay down on the grass and observe him "what is that you're writing?" I ask. he cranes his neck to stare at me for a second "just a journal about how my day started" I nod
Just a few more minutes of pure silence he finally stands up
"Dahyun" Jimin settles beside me, right after he points to the orange sun that was already showing, it paints the whole sky with it's magestic features as the once blue sky gets a mixture of a dark and light hue
"Good morning, my woman" his other hand crawls to the side of my head to pull me closer to him and kiss my hair. I smile in secret to wrap my arms on his waist "good morning, my man"
This felt good
Even if it was wrong
I wanted it
We wanted it
The bad kind of love
Love
What does that mean
•••
We were on our way back home, Jimin still carried me on his back since I was bare footed at the moment. it was silent not until a random thought hits me
"I wonder why we haven't met each other in the past. I met some of Taehyung's friends before" I feel his shoulder go up and down before before responding "you know Namjoon right?"
"Yeah" I nervously gulp
"just before his death our friendship split in half. it became me, Yoongi, Taehyung, Jin." I continue to nod my head "and then on the other side was Namjoon, and....sorry, but I suddenly felt bothered" for a second I felt his body grow tense and pressured as he started to brush it off with a simple laugh
"Let's skip with the names but do you know what happened with Namjoon?"
"Yeah, it was about me"
He suddenly stopped
"you?" something dark and fearsome crawls around my skin and insides, my heart beat started to increase it's pace
"I don't know what you're talking about" he mutters in pure confusion "huh? but Taehyung reasoned his crime because of me" and he laughs, humorlessly "oh my god" he puts me down and turns his heel right after
"Oh my god" he repeats in disbelief, he even covers his mouth dramatically "how long has he been telling you that?"
"For all these years-"
"That's a fucking lie"
He grabs both my shoulders and shakes me to the truth "he didn't kill Namjoon because of you Dahyun, he killed him for no reason."
"I don't understand, please explain it more softly"
"Taehyung did something in the past causing us to break into two and after that killing Namjoon, he did it because he tried to speak up to him."
"About what?" I ask
"No one knew, only Taehyung did!" he groans and grabs a fistful of his hair "you'll know sooner or later but now isn't the right timing" I stay silent for a while and didn't even dare to reply.
I knew about his death
But the reason processed in my head
Was a lie
A whole ass lie.
"Taehyung lied to me, I can't believe it" I clench both my fists and bite my bottom lip hard, after so long I forgave him for that excuse
That was long dirty
"I know what you're thinking about" he hugs me tight. "don't break up with him yet, not now that he's mentally unstable."
I close my eyes
I'm sorry, Jimin.
'ANONYMOUS P.O.V'
I lay under a ginkgo tree with my eyes shut close, the morning scent of the environment seduces me for a long nice nap.
I rock my boots against the grass as I rest my head underneath my arms for support. a sudden wave of nostalgic past memories enrapture me
I take a close peek at what he was writing on the same position.
Ephemeral; the end
Written by. Kim
He erased it
Written by. N
He ripped the page
I open my eyes
"I need to see you again."
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Stay tune for the revelation of N.