darling.

love

jimin sat with his back leaning against the headboard of his bed. closing both of his eyelids, thinking what could happen if darlene found out about him, as the man who sent her thousands of love letters.

he sighed.

his body was there but his mind was definitely somewhere else.

jimin heard them arguing about darlene's love life. lily yelled at her daughter for dating a middle aged man, which was the one who made him cried yesterday at her school, and it turned out he was one of jimin's old bestfriends, kim taehyung.

"i always pretend you're the pillow i hold when i sleep."

jimin's head snapped. eyes widened as lily read the letter he wrote for darlene loudly.

"is this from him?"

"i don't know, mom!"

"he's 32, darlene, and you're just 16!"

and then jimin heard nothing, just the sound of a door being slammed hard against it's frame and the sound of footsteps getting closer to him as the bedroom door slowly opened, revealing a figure of a woman.

she looked both tired and angry. she smiled weakly whilst crawling to other side of the bed.

"i'm sorry." she sighed.

jimin nodded in response as lily wrapped her hands around his torso. she drifted off into a deep sleep in minutes, but jimin, he just couldn't, so he stayed awake with his eyes tightly shut, picturing his favorite moment with his favorite young woman,

darlene.