《pink • yoonmin ✓》21
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jimin nervously fiddled with his fingers, but maybe he was just overthinking, there are a lot of siwoos right? he thought to himself as he nodded and turned around.
jimin regretted it, he regretted turning around and seeing his face.
it had taken him two whole years to get over him and all of that went to waste in that one second when he saw his face, his ex boyfriend's face.
there he stood, dressed in all black as he used to two years back, nam siwoo, the man who had played jimin to the point where it destroyed him and pushed him into a dark place.
"oh siwoo, this is jimin, my friend, and jimin, this is siwoo, my landlord's son" yoongi introduced the both of them and jimin snapped out of his trance.
siwoo looked at jimin, well more like he checked jimin out, a smirk made its way on his face as he put his hand forward for a handshake.
jimin didn't look away, he kept staring at his face, but the older looked completely unbothered with that annoying smirk sitting on his lips, jimin put forward his hand and shook it with his.
memories flooding through his mind, how they used to be so touchy and affectionate until that one night happened and everything shattered.
"uh here" yoongi said as he handed the box to siwoo
"thanks man, i have to go now" siwoo said as yoongi nodded.
siwoo looked over at jimin, the smirk still on his lips, he took a step towards jimin.
"bye bye, jiminie" and with that he walked out of the apartment.
"did you know him from before? he called you jiminie" yoongi asked wearing a confused expression.
jimin just stood there, about to burst in tears, every word he had said that night flashed through his mind.
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"you are a filthy piece of shit you know that?"
"s-siwoo what-"
"shut your ugly mouth up, you are worthless, you don't even deserve to be loved you get that?! you know what you deserve? you deserve to die."
jimin took in a sharp breath as he felt his body collapse to the ground.
"jimin!" yoongi said as he caught jimin before he fell to the ground.
"jimin jimin wake up, jimin wake up please!" yoongi yelled as he shook jimin's shoulder but got no response.
"jimin wake up, please" yoongi said as he shook the younger.
yoongi lifted the boy up with all his might and carried him to his room, he put a blanket over the younger and quickly called jungkook.
about ten minutes later, jungkook was inside the room, both yoongi and him were sitting by jimin's side waiting for the said boy to wake up.
"what happened? how did he faint all of a sudden?" jungkook asked
"i have no idea, i had a visitor and he called him 'jiminie' and once he left, jimin fainted" yoongi said looking at jimin with worried eyes.
"w-who was the visitor hyung?" jungkook asked, afraid to know the answer.
"nam siwoo, uh he is the landlord's son" yoongi said as he looked at jimin
"fuck"
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my first story ^U^
author note: yaaa hurray it’s my first story ^U^ i hope you all like it! all characters belong to my special friends who submitted them!!ok heres the first chapter enjoy ^U^ TL note: Some of you may be wondering why I am translating a story written originally in English, to English. I remember reading this story many years ago, as a teen, and had since dismissed it as a bizarre fever dream. Only recently, through much Googling, did I manage to rediscover it, and as such decided to not only read it again, but fix the author’s many typing issues and share the context of what I remember from its original happening. I believe the story underneath to hold deeper meanings than its strange happenings, but at minimum I hope you will appreciate it for the sheer weirdness of it all. For the best experience, skim it for your first reading and, if you are interested, read more deeply the second time.Some typing is left as-is to preserve what I believe to be authorial intent, or at least necessary effect. If you notice any typing issues I managed to miss, please email them to me at [email protected]
8 87A Glass Window
This is the story of a glass window that gets installed on the façade of a train station. It's nothing serious, after all it spends most of the time just windowing there as people pass by and live their lives.
8 221El's Revenge
“Revenge is not for the dead- we, as the living, take revenge to relieve the burden we feel,” I whispered into the air. “Salvation for the people who suffered because of you,” I watched as the city burned in the flames. “Salvation for the people like me, who believed in the proclaimed heroes when in reality they were the devils.” I smiled faintly as the ‘holy land’ of those ‘saints’ was destroyed. I heard rustling sounds as Charlotte came to stand next to me, grabbing my hand. “El, are we the bad guys?” If I was still the same as I was before, I might’ve broken down and started crying. Now, it was different. “A villain is just another victim. They cry and mourn, it’s just that no one heard, leading them into madness. It’s one of the reasons why we know the most, but care the least.” I took a deep breath. “We may be the bad guys in other peoples’ eyes, but in my story, we’re the heroes.” Charlotte took in my words for a while and pondered, before nodding in agreement. “As children, we loved the heroes, as adults we understand the villains.” I looked at her and bonked her on the head, earning an angry glare from her. “Hey! You’re barely an adult yourself you know,” she grumbled. I laughed and ruffled her hair, before countering her. “At least I’m not 12. You can’t even be considered a teenager at that age.” After that, we silently watched the flames ravage the land, before leaving.
8 116Calavera
On the edge of the desert, far from the paved roads and metal buildings of civilization, lies a small town. It is a strange place, with problems and dilemmas that other places probably don't have to deal with. Vampires who spend most of the century asleep, widows with magic eyes, teenagers with utterly inexplicable changes in mood... It's a strange place. It's their place. Addison Caffey, newly elected Sheriff of this town, has his work cut out for him. Riding herd on this group of weirdos would be hard enough without having to deal with the doubt that he could ever live up to the reputation of his predecessor, let alone the responsibilities of the job. Still, as a homegrown weirdo himself, he has plent of grit and stubbornness to see him through the awkward, early days. Until, that is, one late night on patrol around the town's graveyard.
8 83Facade
In a world full of lies, where does the truth lie? In the great unknown? In the minds of the rulers of the world? Or does the truth lie somewhere else? Somewhere....more obvious, where every single person can see and access....but do not realize?
8 105My Artbook of Random Doodles!
As the title of this book suggests, this artbook will contain my art (mostly object show, mainly BFB, fanart)! Some art will be original, though.(Note: As always, all the canon characters featured in this book belong to jacknjellify, so all rights and credit goes to them. All assets used in my art, however, are by me and cannot be used without my permission.)
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