Chapter 1
Jin POV
I was the first one to wake up in the house. I got freshen up and started cooking breakfast. Today is Sunday and we just have dance practice and then we are free. I am thinking of visiting a museum.....lets do it. The breakfast was ready and I went to wake everyone up.
I woke Namjoon, Yoongi, Taehyung, Hoseok and now I was searching for Jungkook. Did he woke up but he would have come downstairs to the kitchen. Did something happened to him. Calm down yourself!. He may have been wandering here and there. But what if he is not. I will tell everyone to search but first I will wake Jimin up.
The sight when I opened the door was enough to make me jump on my place and be in awe of them and to make sure not to squeal with happiness. They both were in each other arms. So cute and beautiful they look. I think Jimin can make him trust and love again. He would be his second chance and I wish would be his always.
I closed the door, not want them to feel awkward and knocked on the door till Jimin's sleepy voice came
"we are coming"
"Come downstairs" I called out and went downstairs.
True love, second chance and pain was what i thought were imaginary and just written in the books but now I know its always there around you, it is just you that needs to open your eyes, mind and heart..........
"Ouch!" I had fallen down and started rubbing my head.
I looked up to see Namjoon standing with rubbing his head too.
"I'm sorry. I was lost in thought." I said him and he smiled down at me. He extended his hand and helped me stand up.
"Its okay. Lets go to breakfast. But I have a question for you" he said
"What question?" I asked with curious eyes and eyebrows raised.
"Who is that lucky person you were lost in thought about"
"Shut up"
I hit his chest lightly and hide my face in my hands but my ears were red. He laughed and said "so cute".
I peeked from my hand and smiled. He removed my hands from my face and held my one hand.
" lets go otherwise the food will be cold" he said
We went and started making the table ready for breakfast.
Today I understood the meaning of a phase "PAIN DEMANDS TO BE FELT". Some times I think are
my tears worth it. I don't know anything, how much I make myself funny and bold infront of other but I break down so easily that I feel weak and vulnerable.
People say "make your weakness your strength." But how to no one ever explained. Like no one can
understand you or your emotions until they are in your shoes.