Finally found true love...


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[π™Όπšˆ 𝔹𝔸𝔹𝕐 π”Ήπ•Œβ„•β„•π•€π”Όπ•Š,
𝙸𝙼𝙼𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝙺𝙴 πšƒπ™·π™Έπš‚ 𝙰 πš‚π™Ύπ™΅πšƒ π™²π™·π™°π™Ώπšƒπ™΄πš πš‚π™Έπ™½π™²π™΄ πšƒπ™·π™΄ π™»π™°πš‚πšƒ 𝙾𝙽𝙴 πš†π™°πš‚ πšƒπ™Ύπšπšƒπš„πšπ™Ύπš„πš‚
𝙰𝙽𝙳 π™±π™΄π™²π™°πš„πš‚π™΄ 𝙸 𝙡𝙴𝙴𝙻 π™΅πšπ™΄π™°π™Ίπ™Έπ™½π™Ά π™²π™»π™Έπ™½π™Άπšˆ πšπ™Έπ™Άπ™·πšƒ π™½π™Ύπš†
π™±πš„πšƒ 𝙸 π™·π™°πš…π™΄ 𝙽𝙾 𝙾𝙽𝙴 πšƒπ™Ύ 𝙱𝙴 πš†π™Έπšƒπ™·
𝙰𝙽𝙳 πš‚π™Ύ 𝙸𝙼 π™Ήπš„πš‚πšƒ π™»π™Έπš‚πšƒπ™΄π™½π™Έπ™½π™Ά πšƒπ™Ύ 𝙰 πš‚π™°π™³ 𝙺𝙿𝙾𝙿 π™Ώπ™»π™°πšˆπ™»π™Έπš‚πšƒ,
πš‚π™Ύπ™±π™±π™Έπ™½π™Ά
𝙰𝙽𝙳 π™Ήπš„πš‚πšƒ πš‚π™Ύ πšˆπ™Ύπš„ π™Ίπ™½π™Ύπš†,
π™Έπšƒπš‚ 𝙻𝙸𝙺𝙴 4πšŠπš– πšπ™Έπ™Άπ™·πšƒ π™½π™Ύπš†]

πšƒ-πšƒ

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It was morning since you had been crying in your room alone with the door locked. The guys knocked on the door so many times, but time you ignored it, told them to leave you alone or just said you were fine.
This was the second night you couldn't sleep at all. You knew this would really effect your daily schedules as a idol but you'll have to cope with it.
Today you had a dance practice at the agency building, which you really weren't looking forward to. You couldn't go through getting ready, hiding that mark, going on that drive, facing the guys, dancing till worn on, again with the drive, returning home and then forcefully eat breakfast.
Just the thought of having to see Jungkook again makes shivers go up and down your spine.
You were avoiding to even think out this topic because you knew your inner self could end up convincing you to give yourself to him. Be his. You didn't want that. But wanted that at the same time. You didn't even love him, still didn't know why you had so much trouble in control yourself.
You shake your head, getting up from the floor, your butt now feeling numb because of sitting on the wooden floor all night. Deliberately, you unlock the door, turning the handle, swinging the door open.
Out of no where, Jimin falls in front of you, laying on the floor.

"ow..."

He mutters, rubbing the back of his head, peeking a bit through his eyes before flashing them open, noticing you there. Your own eyes were wide open.
He probably end up sleeping leaning on the door, just like you on the other side of it, except you didn't really sleep.
Quickly getting up, he hugs you.

"Y/N, A-Are you okay?!"

You don't answer, just letting the warmth of his embrace cure you, recover you. He's about to pull away when you hold on, pulling him back. You knew he was probably a bit stunned. But you still hadn't healed enough to be able to talk yet.

He waited for me all night... He remained there... I didn't open the door but he still stayed and ended up sleeping there... For me...

Those thoughts now made you feel soft, comfortable. Being here in Jimin's arms made you feel safe, protected. You knew, as long as he was there, no one would be able to even lay a finger on you.
He doesn't say a word, mixing up with you, feeling everything you were.
No one could make you feel what Jimin did. No one, in this world or another.

What was this that your heart was sensing?

Why were you like this towards him?

How could he be your strength and weakness at the same time?

Is this how it feels to be in love?


I wouldn't be surprised if it is...

You let go of him, letting your arms fall to your side and so does Jimin but then he places his forehead on yours, not stepping back.

This sudden action and the closeness of your faces makes your heartbeat softly race faster. You didn't even mind this gesture of his, it just felt so... Pure... So clean.

Again, He was feeling exactly what you were. From inside, it drove him crazy, how he couldn't back away. Not only because of he couldn't, but also because he knew, you needed it.

You find your hands move by themselves, going up to his shoulders and resting your arms on them, intertwining your fingers behind his head.

He drags his hands up, holding onto your waist.

Both of your eyes are closed, forehead attached with one another's.

None of you are doing anything, letting not your brains, but hearts control you at the minute.

The moment is so perfect, your heart synchronized with his, making a beat which would be so soothing to listen to.

You lightly lift your head up, causing your noses to touch and you feel his breath on your lips.

"Jiminie... I think that... I love you..."

"Well... I know... that I love you"

"No... I mean.. That way..."

"I know... I love you, Y/N..."

A little smile forms onto your lips hearing him murmur back his emotions for you.

This is what you wanted.

The feeling of being loved by someone.

And now you're standing it,

In the arms of the guy who adores you,

without a doubt or fear.

It felt so unbelievable, you want the time to stop and hear those words over and over again.

And you know he'll be willing to say it over and over again.

Your lips were right next to each others, virtually touching from the top and you were tempted to press the rest of yours on his, not even being to imagine their taste.











"Morning, Y/N..."

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