The Heist- A Park Jimin Fanfiction

CHAPTER -11-

YOUR P.O.V:

Ah, I woke up to a nice cloudy sky.

This weather was my favorite type.

Not too dark. Not too bright.

Just perfect.

The cloudy skies had some way of making me feel full again.

Had I healed?

That was sure not to happen soon.

But did I accept what had happened?

Yes.

JIMIN'S P.O.V:

I woke up as the front door shut.

Ara must've left to college.

It's been two whole weeks since I attended classes.

Ara spoke to my teacher and explained the whole situation to him.

Although it definitely would be beneficial to me if I did start attending.

I mean I can't just sit around and mope for the rest of my life.

I have to move on.

I mean, Ara seems to have done it quite easily.

I should leave it all in the past and get on with life.

I will.

-The next day-

JIMIN'S P.O.V:

I'm up as soon as I hear my alarm go off.

I get up to go shower and I can hear Ara in the shower.

I decide to cook us some breakfast.

I make simple pancakes.

I make myself some hot coffee and sit on the window sill waiting for Ara to come out.

The sky today is cloud-less unlike yesterday.

It's 6:47 right now and since it's winter the sun had risen at about 6:30.

The recent sunrise shattered reddish-pink tints through the sky that were reflected on the few clouds in the sky.

It looked like cotton candy.

Rose loved cotton candy.

So did Tae.

We used to argue over it since the age of 12.

I reminisce this memory instead of pushing it away.

Immediately I feel a little bit of joy mixed with a little sorrow.

At least I'm feeling something now.

I spent the last two weeks without shedding a single tear.

I felt numb.

Like nothing mattered to me.

But now, I see a ray of hope.

I see a lighthouse in the storm.

I see joy.

Now I know.

This isn't something that I should forget, it is something that I will have to live with.

I can't keep pushing away memories because I'll break down.

I should slowly play the memories in my head like tapes off of a dusty shelf.

Smile to myself as I think of all the fin together.

Let a tear or two fall as I think of how making memories isn't possible anymore.

I shouldn't forget them.

I should miss them for all we could've had.

And love them for all that we had.

I looked out the window.

I could see Hang tower.

It was beautiful as the red rays of light reflected off it's shiny clean glass.

I looked out the window.

I could see Merak Street.

The bustling crowd. Pedlars shooting as they tried to sell their goods. They all have a tint of color on their faces. They looked happy.

I looked out the window.

I saw Polinga School.

Kids rushing to school. Running on their tiny feet. Tripping over the tiniest of rocks. Getting back up dusting themselves, and then running again.

Life is beautiful.

The world is beautiful.

I am blessed.

I know what happened is sad. But at least I have someone to pull me through these times. I had Ara. Rose trusted her with all her heart. Now it's time for me to do the same.

I looked out the window.

Pensive.

Reminiscent.

A little bit happy.

YOUR P.O.V

As I came out the shower, I saw Jimin sitting on our window sill, looking out at our vast city.

There was a hint of joy in his face I couldn't really make out.

It was 7.

He hadn't woken up this early in the past two or so weeks.

"Good morning Jimin!" I said with a smile.

"Hey Ara" he responded.

This was our first word exchange since it happened. I didn't push him. I mean, I had to let him take his time, just like I took mine.

We won't ever be able to live without thinking of it.

But we will learn to live with it.

I went to the kitchen as I dried my hair, and saw a plate full of pancakes.

He probably made them.

He's helping me.

He's helping Rose.

He's helping Tae.

He's helping himself.

A/N OMG SORRY IT WAS PURE CRAP BUT ILY THANKS FOR READING. I PROMISE SOME THING WILL SOON HAPPEN I SWEAR TO GOD.
ALSO PLEASE READ SAFE IT'S A PJM FANFIC BY IT'S AMAZING💯
-Abha❤