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Jin crossed his arms, his eyes targeted only on the guy sitting across him.

"What?" Jimin muttered, Jin was giving cold looks from the time he entered his room. "Don't you have your work? Where is your girlfriend?"

Jin rolled his eyes. "Don't worry about her. I can handle everything. I am here to confirm something."

"Confirm? Confirm what?" Jimin asked. He saw the elder had a weird expression.

"About your latest girlfriend."

Jimin choked on air due to his statement. "Damn that Taemin.." he curled his fist. Taemin must have betrayed him, he thought.

"Did you said something?"

"Ani hyung." Jimin whined, "Why are you talking about her?"

Aish... stop it.. stop that...! do you think that satoori accent of yours make you look cute?" Jin exasperate but deep inside even loves when Jimin whines in satoori accent.

"Ani hyung, I was just-"

"Are you fooling her? Are you just playing around? Are you taking Jungkook's place now?"

Jimin hung his head low even he was confused, his heart was complete mess. The decision he was taking was all of a sudden, an impulsive decision. Jimin was hooked to you, to your actions. Somewhere he had started finding his Eun Ae in you, the woman he loved.

"I am trying to love."

"Trying? You are trying to love? What do you mean by that?" Jin exhaled as he leaned on the table, his elbows resting on it. "There is no trying Jimin. This is life, you cannot experiment anything. You cannot replace a person, you cannot learn how to love. I know that you use to love her but right now things have changed, she is Jungkook's wife. Move on.. move on buddy.. this is a right time." Jin's words were heavy, he tried pouring feelings in each and every word he spoke. Jin wanted the younger to know that he too can find a better person in his life, he too can love second time. "Jimin, life is not about having your first love with you till the last breathe but its about having your last love till the last breathe."

Jimin was gazing at the elder. For instance he felt that Jin was just like him, a person who had lost his first love. "Do you had your heart broken hyung?" he asked the elder.

Jin stared at him for a moment. "No... Mizuki is my only love." he replied and Jimin nodded. Little did Jimin know that Jin had his heart broken years ago, he was the one who had witnessed the love of his life saying 'I do' to someone who was not him.

Jin smiled.

He knows what happens when the person you love walks away to someone...

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You hurriedly wore your jacket and carried your shoes in your hand as you ran outside the house. Taxi was waiting for you. You need to make it early. A girl like you who would always wake up late was actually ready for the office and the reason was- Jimin.

Jimin had messaged you to visit him in the morning because he had something to tell. You were happy that finally he is noticing and thinking about you but at the same time you were nervous too.

You finally reached his mansion. You were guided inside. Jimin had already told his staff to take care of you as soon as you arrive.

You smiled when you met Isabella whom you had already met last time.

"Welcome back." she greeted as she walked towards you. Such a graceful lady she is.

"Thank you." you replied. "Aa..where is Mr. Park?" you asked as he wasn't present anywhere from the time you arrived.

"He must be bathing, Mr. Park follows a very strick routine basically. It will take time for him to come downstairs."

"Is that so?" you puckered your lips. You thought for a second and an idea struck your mind. Instead of waiting for him and sitting ideally, you thought of doing something​ for him. "Have you prepared his breakfast?"

Isabella nodded. "I was about to make but then-"

"Should I help you? Should I make something​?" you were excited. She was awestruck. Nobody enters the kitchen apart from the staff. "But-"

"Please.. let me? Will you?" you pleaded. You wanted to show that you are capable in household works too, a man usually wants a wife who cooks well. You wanted him to know that he is dating an ideal woman.

"Okay, I cannot stop you but what will you make? Mr. Park generally have salad, green tea, and boiled egg for his breakfast so-"

"Eew? Isn't that too light?" you made a face. "What does he likes? What's his favourite dish?"

"Well he loves Stew kimchi jjigae."

"Perfect!! so, do we have ingredients for making it?"

Isabella smiled as she guided you towards the kitchen. You took your position, you had your hands on making various items. Your mother had taught you every single thing she knows. You were happy that you were making something for Jimin. Isabella gawked at you. She placed all the ingredients on the counter and waited for you to start. It was after long time that someone was actually making something in Park's residences or else the kitchen had just witnessed boiled eggs, salad, tea, instant noodles.

You prepared his favourite Stew kimchi jjigae.

"Isabella, bring my breakfast." You heard Jimin calling out for her.

"Mr. Park has came. Do you want to serve him?" she asked.

You nodded as you plated it and walked outside after collecting strength. You puffed some air and confidence too.

When you walked outside, you spotted Jimin sitting at the dinning table, he was dressed up in a suit, his black hair combed well, he was busy reading newspaper.

Jimin sensed your presences. "I thought you were running late Isabe-" he paused as he looked at you, his eyes grew wide after seeing you wearing an apron. "Eun Ae. Why are you dressed up-" he paused, his eyes traveled from your apron towards the tray in your hand. "Stew kimchi jjigae?" Jimin chirped like a kid.

"I had made this for you." you replied, placing the tray infront of him. You were happy that he was excited.

"Enjoy the meal Mr. Park."

Jimin nodded quickly grabbing the spoon. He slurped. For him it was savoury, delicious. It was long ago he had ate. His mother would specially make it for him but after her death, there was no one who would cook kimchi-jjigae for him. The one in the hotels never impressed him.

Jimin was eating and sweating over, his head whirling as if he was eating chilies.

"Mr. Park, do you want water. Is that too spicy?" you asked, worried. Jimin wiped his tears which were outcome of your spicy dish.

"I am good." he smiled. He burped and shyly averted his eyes and you giggled.

"So, how was that?"

"Great.. infact that was the best kimchi-jjigae... it was same like the one which my mom use to make... and.. " Jimin looked down towards his hands. "I miss her.. I miss her cooking.." his voice cracked and you regretted asking him. Unknowingly, your hand made its way towards him and you placed it slowly on his wrist, clutching it.

"God too needs good people around. You know, the prettiest flower in the garden get plucked first." you comforted him, your grip tightening a bit. Jimin nodded as his eyes interlocked with you. His eyes were bit misty but his stare was intense. None averted their eyes. Your heart was throbbing in your chests, trying to free itself from all sort of bonds.

How do you pen those emotions? how do you pen the feeling of love?

"Mr. Park should I bring tea?" you quickly took your hand off him when Isabella entered. Jimin looked away. He thought he was possessed for a second.

"Yes.." he replied.

You got up as soon as Isabella left. "Mr. Park, you had called me here. Is there any problem that you wanted to discuss?" you asked.

"Aa.. nothing.. I-I think.. we should leave for office." he said as he got up from the chair.

Jimin didn't looked at you. He was confused for a second. He wasn't sure what betrayed him, his mind or his heart?

"I will be back." he replied as he walked towards his room without giving you a look. You were dumbfounded. "What's with him?"

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