Jin slightly lowered the knife, his brow furrowing in confusion. "What?" he murmured.

Jimin, the angel, took a seat on the bed, his expression calm. "I'm here to help you, Jin," he explained gently.

Jin looked at him in disbelief as he listened to his words.

An angel offering him help? It seemed too surreal to be true.

"What do you mean by that?" Jin snapped. "Don't fucking lie-"

But Jimin interrupted him, "Do you want Yoongi back? You want him alive?" He asked, his voice soft.

Jin stood frozen, processing what he had just heard.

Jimin continued, his voice gentle. "I've looked upon yours and Yoongi's fate from the heaven, Jin," he explained. "And what I saw was too tragic for my own eyes to bear. But perhaps, with a little help, we can rewrite this whole book of sad story and give you and Yoongi the happy ending you deserve."

Jin's mind raced with so many questions.

Could it be possible? Could he really have the chance to rewrite their tragic fate and bring his Yoongi back to life?

"Why... Why should I believe any of this nonsense?" Jin questioned with suspicion. "For all I know, you could be a robber who broke into my house and is now trying to deceive me with these... these absurd claims..."

Jimin couldn't help but laugh out loud at the accusation. "Do I really look like a robber to you?" he asked playfully.

Jin opened his mouth to respond, buy no words escaped his mouth as he took in Jimin's appearance once more.

He shined with a glow, with pure white clothes, had angelic face and a small halo hovered above his head, casting a soft light around him.

How had Jin failed to notice these details before?

Slowly, he asked, "Can I... can I really trust you?" His voice hesitant.

Jimin nodded eagerly. "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Jin," he said. "You need to accept this help if you want to change Yoongi's fate."

Jin swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. Despite everything, his broken heart urged him to trust in Jimin's words. With a shaky nod, he agreed.

Jimin smiled warmly. "Well, you don't need to do anything," he reassured. "Just hold my hand and close your eyes. Repeat the words: 'I wish to reunite with my Yoongi' three times."

Jin nodded, his hands trembling as he reached out to grasp Jimin's hand. "What... What will happen next?"

Jimin smiled again, "You will see," he said.

Closing his eyes, Jin took a deep breath and began to repeat the words with desperation in his voice.

"I... I wish to reunite with my Yoongi."

"I wish to reunite with my Yoongi."
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"I wish to reunite with my Yoongi!"

As he spoke the words for the third time, he was scared to open his eyes.

His heart then raced as he couldn't feel Jimin's hand in his and he slowly opened his eyes. But to his surprise, he found himself surrounded by rows of benches, filled with people seated quietly.

He panicked as he realized he was no longer in his room and Jimin was nowhere to be seen.

Quickly, Jin scanned his surroundings and his eyes landing on a window to his left. Outside, a cherry blossom tree swayed gently in the spring breeze. Memories flooded his mind as he recognized the tree from his college days.

Realisation dawned at him.

He immediately turned his gaze upward and realized where he was.

It was a classroom and the scene unfolding before him was all too familiar - the same day, the same time, when a boy had transferred to his class from another department.

Just like that day, the professor's voice filled the room, introducing the shy student standing beside him.

Jin's breath caught in his throat as he watched the boy, his heart heavy with emotion.

Just like that day, the boy approached Jin's seat, his expression shy. Jin's eyes filled with tears but he quickly wiped them away, struggling to make sense of the surreal moment.

The boy stood in front of him, saying something softly but just like that day, Jin wasn't listening to his words and was staring at him in a daze.

Just like that day, the boy glanced at the empty seat next to him, then back at Jin, before quietly sitting down. He waved a hand in front of his face, snapping him out of his daze.

Jin blinked, coming back to his senses. He turned to see the boy now sitting beside him, his head tilted slightly as he smiled, his cheeks coloured a light tinted pink, just like that day...

"Hello. Do you mind if I sit here?"

Jin quickly scooted to his left, making room for the boy beside him, his hands shaking, his body trembling. "N-No...it's alright..."

With a gentle smile, the boy said, "Thank you."

Sensing Jin's unease, he then asked, "Are you okay?"

Jin blinked again, feeling as though he were caught in a dream.

"May I know your name?" The boy then asked, just like that day.

Jin stuttered out his response, "I-I'm Kim Seokjin."

The boy's smile widened as he replied, "Well, I'm Min Yoongi. It's nice to meet you."

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After 10 years...

Jin sat on the bed, the room having a soft glow of the bedside lamp. It was familiar - the same cozy room where he and Yoongi had shared countless moments.

The sketchbook lay open on his lap as he went through all the sketches. Yoongi’s gift today, an art of love, had become his cherished treasure again.

Yoongi then came into the room, his eyes half-closed from the exhaustion of the marriage. The peony ring on his finger shined as he grinned, sitting down beside his husband. "It looks stunning," Yoongi murmured, tracing the ring with his thumb.

Jin chuckled. "But the person who's wearing it is more stunning than the actual diamond,"  he teased.

Yoongi smiled, shaking his head in disbelief at the teasing.

"How did you manage to make me look this good?" Jin wondered aloud as he pointed at the sketch book.

Yoongi leaned in, his breath warm against Jin’s cheek. "It’s easy when the subject is the love of my life," he whispered. His lips brushed Jin’s cheeks, leaving a gentle kiss. "I’m glad you like them."

Jin’s heart swelled. "They’re beautiful," he said. "You’ve captured more than just my face, you’ve captured our journey."

The peonies in the vase bloomed, their petals delicate as if celebrating the newlyweds.

Jin shifted, lying back on the bed. "Let’s sleep," he said. "Today has been a whirlwind."

Yoongi mirrored his position, their fingers entwined. "Agreed," he yawned. "But I’m not tired of looking at you."

Jin chuckled as he turned off the lamp. "Good night, my dear baby Yoongi."

"Good night, hyung," Yoongi replied, his voice soft. "I’m so glad you’re mine."

Jin chuckled again. "And I’m even happier that you’re mine," he whispered.

After some minutes, Yoongi fell asleep. His breathing was steady and the room was in complete peace. Jin watched him, feeling a warmth in his chest that he hadn't known was possible before. The past, the pain, the uncertainty - it all seemed to fade away in this moment.

He adjusted the blanket around Yoongi, tucking it in gently. He brushed some of bangs away from the younger's forehead, thinking about how far they really had come. From the days of hospital visits, chemotherapy and fear, to this quiet room where love and hope now existed.

Just as he was about to close his eyes, he noticed the same puff of cloudy glitters on the balcony. Jin knew instantly who it was as he stepped over to the window and pulled it open. He went to the balcony and there was standing, the angel Jimin.

"Jimin," Jin whispered. "You're here..."

Jimin smiled gently. "I came to check on you both," he said. "You've both come so far. Good job!"

Jin nodded, tears welling up. "It's all thanks to you," he replied. "If you hadn't been there that day, if you hadn't offered your help, I wouldn't have been able to change the course of our lives. I wouldn't have been able to cure Yoongi's cancer even before he was about to enter the first stage, we both wouldn't even be here, alive and well, if it wasn't you who helped me. Thank you so much."

Jimin stepped closer, the glitters dancing around him. "You both were always meant to find each other," he said. "Sometimes, we need a little nudge in the right direction."

Jin wiped his tears. "You're our guardian angel," he said. "And today, we got married. Yoongi and I."

Jimin's eyes sparkled. "Congratulations!" he said. "May your days be filled with love and laughter!" He giggled. "Well, it's time for me to get back. Will see you later some day. I hope you both will always be happy, together."

As he began to fade away, Jin reached out. "Thank you," he whispered. "For everything."

And with that, Jimin disappeared as he gave another smile.

Jin smiled to himself as he went inside and returned to Yoongi's side, lying down next to him. The tears spilled freely now, but they were tears of joy. He held Yoongi's hand, feeling the warmth.

He then saw his phone buzzing up with messages. He took it and saw that they were from Jungkook. It was a congratulary message, saying that Jin had won several new awards from his last movie 'Thought We Built A Dynasty' and also for it's OST sang by him.

He smiled, sending a message of thanks, saying that he will meet Jungkook tomorrow and will host a party together with Yoongi.

And after that, for now, in this quiet room, Jin closed his eyes and let the tears fall again.

He is alive, Yoongi is alive. They are living their best life and he knew that Jimin's presence had made all the difference.

He then looked at Yoongi, smiling as he began to sing the same song, 'Thought We Built A Dynasty' but now, changing the lyrics slightly at the end. His voice became more gentle as his went to the last verse.

"Thought we built a Dynasty that heaven couldn't shake...

Thought we built a Dynasty like nothing ever made...

Thought we built a Dynasty forever couldn't break...

Thought we built a Dynasty with love so pure and true...

Thought we built a Dynasty with our souls intertwined...

Thought we built a Dynasty where our dreams were soaring high...

Thought we built a Dynasty with you by my side...

Thought we built a Dynasty where our bond could be unbreakable...

Thought we built a Dynasty with our love everlasting...

.. But as I whisper these words, I realise we built more than just a dynasty together. I realised you were my real dynasty, and our chapter is never going to end..."

He finished the song, now smiling gently as he kissed younger's lips warmly and then drifted off to sleep, with his dear Yoongi cherished in his arms who was his real dynasty.

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Book completed ✅

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