The Dancer || PJM ✓

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He nodded. A smile was seen.

For how long I haven't seen him smiling like that?

We ran away as Jin and others kept that manager and his men busy.

We held our hands stronger than ever.

Like we have promised we will never leave our hands.

That building was in the middle of a Jungle.

We ran through the Jungle.

So fast that we ran out of breath.

He was weak.... So many bruises were the proof he can faint anytime.

And that medicine was still working inside of him.

I need him to stay away from that man or he will again control his mind.

We took a break and sat down on the grass. It was a field filled with various flowers and fruits. That Creepy Jungle was long gone but we had no idea where we are.

I was scared... So scared that my hands were trembling.

And then I felt another cold hand colliding with mine.

Jimin's hands.

He was trembling too. He was scared too. Scared to lose himself again.

"I'm sorry Y/N..."

"Why?" I asked softly and that made him to cry.

"I'm responsible for all these... If I only had did everything he wanted then all these wouldn't happen" he said tightening our hands more.

"No. You did the good thing Jimin. If you listened to him more things would get more worse" I said while caressing his hand in mine.

"Rea-really?"

"Yes... And now I'll save you"