Journal entry 5,000 or whatever.
It took a lot for me to understand this.
But that night at the gala, when I locked eyes with Jeon Jeongguk, I wasn't looking for a boyfriend.
No. Not at all.
No matter how handsome he was, no matter how romantic he seemed.
I was looking for what I had lost.
Stability. Family. Friends. Love. Being loved unconditionally by someone.
Being with him helped me feel like I had somewhere to belong.
It was like my life had turned to Jenga, and the tower crumbled. Block by block I was building myself back up.
Sugar babying gave me the money I had lost. It allowed me to dream. One brick.
When I had fluidity to dream, I was able to paint. I regained my passion. Another.
Jeongguk gave me whatever else I was supposed to have. To be loved. To have a boyfriend, since the one from before left me.
His friends were my friends.
I was whole again.
But I didn't notice just how fragile the tower I had built for myself was.
How only one piece removed, could bring the rest of my life to crumble down.
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Silk Sheets | Jimin
Fanfiction"You bought me for a night, you don't own me." "Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?" Silk Sheets -a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else- NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT...
