A soft whisper, I love you. she spoke.

Silence. An echo wavered through their ears.

I love you too.

He lazily grinned and looked down at his lover naked body, who rested her messy chestnut locks on his chest.

But as he spoke, she stilled.

A tear secretly sinking down her face.

Her being drowning in the burning realization that what he had assured so easily, the sentence that had fallen of the tip of his tong so very fluent, was a lie.

As for every beat in that short silence her heart danced erratically and his had stayed unwavering and poised.

Understanding, finally, that the heart she desired above all. That Jimin's heart, she so desperately claimed to be hers,

was stuck in the unbreakable chains of some other...

A dream that couldn't be real

A dream that cant come true

A butterfly that will soon disappear into dust

Like the heart inside her caged chest covered in dust and broken glass.