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“Do you want to watch a movie?” Jimin asked, picking up his laptop.
“What is a movie?” Taehyung titled his head in confusion, almost looking like an adorable puppy. Jimin ruffled his hair. Even though they were older than him, they were so innocent in this corrupted world.
“Yes or no?” Jimin asked, squinting his eyes, smile wide on his lips. “I promise, you will like it.” He said, picking up the laptop.
“Alright.” Taehyung nodded, agreeing to Jimin without another thought.
Jimin can see, the older male really does trust him, or he say Jaemin. “Then sit here.” Jimin patted on the bed beside him.
Nodding Taehyung moved closer to Jimin.
They were inside Jimin’s room. Taehyung had been following him since they had dinner about half an hour ago. When Jimin questioned, he said he want to spend some time with him.
And now here they are, going to watch a movie, as Jimin don’t want the taller male to feel bored with him.
Loging in to Netflix, Jimin played his favorite movie, ‘Notebook’. He will never get tired of this one.
Taehyung was looking at the screen with curiosity. His eyes shined with fascination as letters flickered on the screen. A small smile spread across Jimin’s lips at the sight.
Then suddenly Taehyung’s eyes widened, as he moved back a little from the laptop. “WHAT IS THAT?” Shock was visible in his face.
“What?” Jimin asked in confusion.
“There are people trapped inside that.” He pointed towards the screen.
“Pfft-” A sudden laugh bursted out of Jimin. He leaned back against the bedrest, bumping his head at the quick movement. But it didn’t hurt much, as he was so focused on his laugh and Taehyung’s expression. Tears gathered in the corner of his eyes and he pinched himself to stop laughing. But it was too funny that he couldn’t stop himself.
“What are you laughing at?” Taehyung pouted, his palm was placed behind Jimin’s head, as if he don’t want Jimin to bump his head again. Even though Jimin’s heart fluttered at the kind gesture, he ignored it.
“They are not trapped, hyung.” Jimin wiped his tears, trying to calm his breathing. The grin stayed on his lips as he looked at the taller male. “It’s just a movie. It’s like, a story. But instead of reading it from book, you can watch it with your eyes.” He explained.
“So they are not real?” Taehyung asked, his pout widening.
Jimin chuckled. “No. They are all actors, playing the role of characters in the story. Whatever happens in this is not real. It’s like…” He paused for a second, thinking about right choice of words. “A role play or a stage show.”
“Oh.” Taehyung nodded his head, trying to process all the information. He looked back at the screen, brows furrowing. “Still, how did they ended up in there.”
“It’s -” Another fit of laughter escaped Jimin’s lips making Taehyung pout more.
Jimin know, he shouldn’t laugh at them. They don’t know nothing about the modern world and they are trying to learn. But Taehyung looked so confused that Jimin couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“Why are you laughing?” Taehyung slightly shook Jimin trying to pull him out of his giggling mess.
“Wait. Let me show you something.” Pausing the movie, Jimin went to YouTube, finding one of his music video. “See this.”
Taehyung’s eyes widened, seeing Jimin inside that thing. “It is you. You are trapped inside too? How can I help you? Is this a curse too? How to lift this curse?” Then he suddenly realized something. “Wait- if it is Jiminie, who are you?” He was confused, really really confused. He can’t understand this world at all.
“It’s -” Jimin burst in to another fit of giggles, leaning in to Taehyung as if his life depend on it.
A subconscious smile made it’s way on to Taehyung’s lips, as he watched the smaller laughing. Even though he felt like an idiot, seeing their lover smiling like this made him happy.
“You are again laughing at me.” Taehyung whined, when Jimin looked up at him.
“It’s because you are cute.” Jimin said grinning widely. “This is called video. Where you can already capture moments and save them to keep memories. You can watch it whenever you like.” He explained.
“Is it like a moving painting?” He asked curiously.
The smile on Jimin’s lips widened. “Yes. Like a moving painting.” He confirmed.
Taehyung nodded his head with a pout. He wondered if it’s called movie because it’s a moving picture. But he didn’t dare to ask out loud. Jimin will definitely laugh at him.
“Can we watch it, now?” Jimin asked pressing on the buttons in the thing on his lap. Nodding his head, Taehyung moved closer to the smaller male.
Some letters and faces flashed in that glass like thing, which Jimin called as screen. Taehyung curiously watched it. He still can’t believe, moving pictures exist. But more to it, the quality of the picture was so good that it looks real. Everything about this modern world is fascinating.
And then he was lost in the movie.
“Are you crying?” Jimin asked, nudging him lightly. Taehyung was so lost in the movie, he didn’t realize it came to the end, and the hours has passed.
Confusedly he looked at Jimin, who had an amusing smile on his face. The younger’s beautiful face was blurry because of the tears welling up in his eyes. He didn’t even realize, when he started crying.
Wiping his tears, Taehyung pouted. “Are you sure, it’s not real?” He asked. He can’t believe, what he just watched was just story.
“Of course, it’s not real.” Jimin giggled. “You are crying over a fictional story.”
“No, I am not. My eyes are just sweating.” He reasoned.
At that, Jimin laughed out loud again, leaning against Taehyung’s shoulder as loud giggles escaped his lips. Taehyung huffed, but didn’t move away. With a fond smile he watched the smaller laughing. It’s been a while he heard that giggles.
Taehyung watched as Jimin’s tired frame leaned against him folding the thing in his hand which called laptop. “I am sleepy.” The smaller male whined after few minutes.
“Then go to sleep.” With Taehyung stood up, carefully taking the laptop out of his hands and placing it on the side table.
Nodding Jimin closed his eyes, and fell asleep as soon as Taehyung wrapped a blacket around him.
“Good night, Jiminah.” Taehyung mumbled. Leaning and pressing a kiss on the smaller man’s cheeks, he stood up and walked out of the room. He have to tell others how he enjoyed his time with their seventh lover.
Jimin woke up in the midnight, feeling thirsty out of a sudden. He hates to get up from his sleep, but his throat was drying up.
Slipping out of the bed, Jimin went straight to the kitchen. The pitter patter of rain and the sound of his footsteps was the only sound could be heard.
But as he approached the kitchen another sound could be heard inside which made him stop in his track.
Jimin’s heart beat quickened.
Who might be in the kitchen this midnight? What if the attacker from morning?
As a professional over thinker, his mind was wandering towards everywhere. He was scared. Ever since he woke up from the coma, he became more sensitive than he already were.
Another sound from the kitchen snapped him out of his thoughts. “Who is there?” He asked hesitantly while slowly opening the door. He felt as if he is a the dump protagonist of a horror movie, who will ask the same in the middle of the night.
Why would they even wake up when they hear some sound in the middle of the night?
If it was him, he would have snuggled in to the blanket.
“It’s me, Jungkook.” The voice from the kitchen made him sigh in relief. It was Jungkook. He just panicked without knowing the situation.
But again, what is the older male doing in the kitchen, in the middle of the night, when be don’t know how to use any appliances there. “What are you doing here at midnight?” He frowned, walking towards the older male.
“I was hungry.” Jungkook pouted. “But could not find anything to eat. And I do not know how to use this things to cook something to eat.”
A giggle escaped Jimin’s lips, finding the taller adorable. “I will cook something for you.” He patted Jungkook’s shoulder, who’s handsome face lit up at the statement. “What about ramyeon?”
“Yes please.” Seeing the bunny smile on the other male’s lips, Jimin felt butterflies inside his stomach.
Jungkook is so handsome, so is the other five. Jimin wondered if all the people in that era was this handsome, or these six people are gifted. Whatever it is, he is sure, they are the most handsome guys he ever layed his eyes on.
Picking up two packets of ramyeon, Jimin put a pan on the stove and filled it with water and boiled it.
Jungkook watched his all moves with wide doe eyes, while following Jimin like a lost puppy.
In few minutes two bowl of steaming ramyeon was ready in front of them as Jungkook almost drooled at the sight. Giggling Jimin sat up on the kitchen counter with one bowl as Jungkook followed the suit.
Without wasting any time, the older started eating with the pair of chopsticks Jimin handed him.
Expectantly Jimin watched the older eating, to see his reaction. Jungkook’s eyebrows furrowed when chewed on his first bite. “Delicious, tasy, love it.” He moaned, still mouthful of ramyeon. “You are a good cook, Jiminah.” He beamed.
A chuckle left Jimin’s lips. “It’s because it’s packed food, hyung. Honestly I am not that good at making real food.” He took a bite from his own bowl.
“I do not care, you are still perfect for me.” Jungkook smiled down at him fondly, making his heart flutter. Thanks to the dim light, the older wouldn’t be able to see his red cheeks.
It would be a lie, if Jungkook say he didn’t see the soft blush on his lover’s cheeks. And he is sure it’s not because of the steaming ramyeon. It appeared when he said those words.
But he didn’t point it out, not wanting to make the smaller uncomfortable. For now, what they are doing is going good. Jimin talking to him like this, they are eating together in the kitchen in the middle of the night, everything felt cosy. Jungkook was already on cloud nine and he don’t want to break their comfortable atmosphere with teasing. He want this moment to last forever.
They sat in the comfortable silence, devouring the tasty ramyeon made by Jimin. Jungkook’s focus was more on Jimin, than the bowl in his hold. He stole glance at the smaller time to time, who was looking out of the glass window enjoying the rain.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Jimin asked suddenly, his gaze still outsiders.
“Yes.” Jungkook answered. But he wasn’t talking about the rain. How can he when the most beautiful person is beside him.
“I love rain.” Jimin looked back at Jungkook, who abruptly looked outside.
“Me too.” He answered walking towards the window. “It looks really awesome. The lights are making it majestic. It’s first time I am seeing something like this.” Now he was genuine.
“There are a lot of things you would like in this modern world. I will show you and teach you everything slowly.” Jimin suddenly seemed excited.
“I would like to learn everything from you.” Jungkook answered with wide smile. Jimin smiled back, his eyes turning in to small crescents. Jungkook love him so much.
But, suddenly the smile on his turned in to frown, then to fear. His usually small eyes turned wide as he stared behind Jungkook where the window was.
“Jiminie?” Jungkook called, walking up to the smaller male who was frozen on his spot, eyes never leaving the glass window. “Jimin.” He called again.
“Huh?” The smaller snapped out of his state looking at Jungkook with the same afraid expression.
“What happened? Are you okay?” He asked looking at Jimin and the glass window back at forth. He didn’t see anything there, except the light outside.
“T- there was someone.” The smaller’s petite figure was shivering as he pointed towards the window. Jungkook looked outside, but there wasn’t none.
“There is no one, Jiminah.” He assured, gently bringing the smaller to his muscular chest. Jimin snuggled, in to his chest tears streaming down his eyes.
“Let’s take you to the bed.” With that he picked up the younger and took him to the bed, the two bowl of half eaten ramyeon forgotten.
Placing the smaller on the bed, Jungkook placed a chaste kiss on his cheeks. “Sleep, Minie.”
“Stay.” The smaller mumbled, his tear stained face breaking Jungkook’s heart. The smaller’s glossy eyes, staring up at him had his own eyes tear up.
“I will.” He assured, sitting on the bed, beside Jimin, letting the smaller hold his hand.
And he stayed like that watching his lover slowly falling in to deep slumber.
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I know I’ve been slacking off lately and the story is getting boring. I am sorry for that. I’m just not able to write anymore. I want to say a lot, I’ve a lot of story ideas in my mind, I’ve even made few covers and plotlines for them. But I am not able to write.
And I am tired, not physically, but mentally. I don’t even know what I’m doing, I can’t even process words, and the things I say are feeling like meaningless. I might look really happy outside, but I’m just dying inside. There are a lot in my mind, I don’t know how to open up. I’m just…
I am sorry for ranting, I just wanted to tell someone, a little bit of what I’m feeling. To my family or friends, I can’t, as I’m the most happiest and carefree person to them. So…
I am sorry. I will try to update more, but I probably will finish this story soon, I wish π
And… Be happy, stay safe, love you all π«β€οΈ
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