Serendipity

8

Jimin woke up at 6 a.m the next morning, wiping his tired eyes and trying to remember what happened last night. After it hit him, a tidal wave of sadness washed over him, making him blubber and tears well up in his eyes.

After a while of sobbing, Jimin pulled himself together, knowing Yoongi wouldn't want him to be like this. Jimin grabbed his phone and walked to the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. Jimin grabbed a pop tart and checked his phone to see if he had gotten any texts from the policeman, hope sparking to life, and no matter how many times Jimin tried to keep it at bay, he couldn't. Which made the wave of disappointment seem greater than it should've been as he scrolled through all of the notifications and finding nothing but souls media posts. But something caught his eye,

Unknown Number:

Hi. :)

A rush of curiosity and excitement surged through him, but fear tingled at the edges of what this might mean. Jimin never got unknown numbers, and to have one now, at such an odd time, made him wonder.

So, like any normal human being, he texted back, nervousness nearly choking him.

Jimin:

Who is this???

Jimin waited a few minutes while holding his breath, but nothing seemed to happen, making him sigh, "I'm probably just overthinking this whole thing..." Jimin mumbled to himself, so he placed it back down on the couch as he sat back down. The feeling of hopelessness once again settled in, nearly drowning in the feeling.

It wasn't until a ping caught his attention, did he regain a sense of consciousness.

Oh my gosh I'm so sorry I'm a lazy bum and didn't update because I'm a potato. I'll try to be better 💜💜