Epilogue

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                        ✢ _____________________________ ✢
                                 
                                 ⇟ ▒ ❋    Afraid   ❋ ▒ ⇞

❝ You were my happy little pill. ❞

 
Jimin became good friends with Hoseok in the mean time they were together. He found out that Hoseok's dad wasn't as cruel of a person as he thought he was. The Jung family wanted to adopt Jimin, but he refused.

It was weird to him, even if everything was a dream, Jimin did not want to be called the brother of his non- existent boyfriend.

Hoseok did love dancing. Jimin started living in the orphanage, and visited Hoseok everyday. They practiced together. Jimin didn't want to continue school, he learnt the basics in the orphanage, but he wanted to be dancer in a club.

No one ever asked for a explanation as to why he wanted to be a dancer, in a club.

Jimin looked at Jungkook's pictures everyday, the exact same smile, the exact lips -or lip if we look at it in a certain way- the exact same features. Although his hair were black. The hair Jimin imagined were Hoseok's.

Hoseok reminded him of Jungkook. He was like a mixture of Jungkook and his own self.

Closed off, but caring. Bright and smiley. Just like Jimin's Jungkook discribed, sunshine and rainbows but with a little bit of rain.

Jimin found his family.

But Jimin was afraid.

He didn't know why, but he was afraid.

Afraid that he will crash and fall all over again.

Afraid that this might be an illusion too.

But at least, he knew who he was.

He knew he was a boy, who loved dancing, a boy who loved attention.

Jimin was afraid, but he was happy.

Jungkook might be an illusion, but he was Jimin's illusion. He was his saviour. He was Jimin's Jungkook.

And Jimin could live on forever with just the memory of him.

Because just as Jungkook said, he'll never leave Jimin.

Every time Jimin looked up at the clouds, he smiled and waved.

He loved the rain. It made him feel close to Jungkook.

He loved the sunshine.

He loved the wind.

Jungkook might be an illusion,

But he was Jimin's happy illusion.

He made his world better. He made his life worth living.

And that night, Jimin knew exactly what to say,

But

Jungkook wasn't there to hear it. He will never be there to hear it.

Author's note
   
        Thank you for all the support. It really means a lot.  This has finally come to an end, and to everyone who is reading this, even the ghost readers 😂, I would love to hear your review. Constructive criticism is always appreciated from my part.

Once again, Thank you for the reads and votes.

Ily. 💕

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