Quarantine.com | p.jm

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Last chapter here we go 😭😭😭 this book was honestly one of the most fun to write. Big time Skip coming up btw
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10 Years Later

Dayoung POV

"And that's how your daddy and I met."

But I knew she was already fast asleep before I could even finish my story.

I brushed the hair out of my two-year-old daughter, Sojung's face as she slept peacefully.

I heard the door slam which brought an instant smile to my face.

I caressed my daughter's cheek, "Wake up soon angel. Daddy's home."

I softly shut the door behind me and excitedly went out to greet him.

He smiled when he saw me, whisking me into his arms and pressing a delicate kiss to my lips.

"Evening Missus Park," he hummed, making my heart race.

"Evening sir. How was your day?" I pecked his cheek.

He grinned, "It was good. But that's boring. How's my angel?"

I smirked, "Which one?"

He snorted, "The cuter one obviously."

I folded my arms and pouted, "She's fine. But I'm not."

He giggled, pulling me into his arms and showering me in a flurry of quick kisses. No matter how long we had been together, he always managed to sweep me off of my feet and make me swoon as if I was a bumbling teenager with a crush.

He nestled his head into the crook of my neck, his soft breaths brushing against my skin making me shudder.

"It's so hard to control myself around you babe. Baby Soeun better come out soon, daddy can't wait any longer," Jimin whispered huskily.

Did I forget to mention that I was also three months pregnant with our second daughter?

"You know, I came across something fun today," I murmured.

Jimin raised an eyebrow, "Oh? Do tell."

I giggled, "Well, Sojung asked for a story before she took her nap and it just so happened that earlier today, I decided to look up a familiar website. It was surprisingly still intact and my account was still active so I sat there and told her our story for like three hours. She probably conked out way before I finished but it was nice to relive."

Jimin smiled, "Is it really active? We should take a trip down memory lane."

Jimin rubbed my stomach and affectionately talked to our unborn daughter as I grabbed my laptop and looked up the infamous Quarantine.com.

The website had changed a lot since coronavirus times. It was more used as a forum for people and had turned into any old website that may or may not be popular.

But for us, there were quite a few memories on there that we cherished dearly.

I scrolled to the top of my history and started from the first message I sent.

I couldn't help but laugh in utter embarrassment, "Oh god why was I such a millennial?"

Jimin snickered, "It was cute. But I definitely thought you were a catfish."

We scrolled down through the history of our chats, laughing as we reminisced about our younger years when we first met due to sheer boredom because of quarantine.

"Oh my god you were such a psychology student," he remarked.

I sighed, "Ugh don't remind me. Now I feel bad again because you're doing all the work."

After I graduated, I went ahead to get my master's degree, and I was currently in my last year for getting a PH.D. This of course meant that the odd jobs I worked were part time and terrible.

Jimin had to be the breadwinner.

"Hey stop saying that. I honestly don't mind. And plus, think about it, once you graduate and get your fancy job, you'll be making double what I make," he said.

I sighed, "I know. But I feel bad."

Jimin frowned, "Don't. Seriously don't because I just found an extremely embarrassing message you sent that's making me wheeze."

My eyes widened in horror as I looked at my responses after Jimin had first sent me a photo of him.

"Oh my god, I remember I used to say I was going to dig myself a grave and I honestly think I need to do that again. This is embarrassing," I buried my face in my hands.

Jimin pulled me out of my hands, staring deeply into my eyes, "Don't hide from me. That was the girl I fell in love with who matured into the girl who I'm still in love with."

I couldn't help but scoff, "How cheesy."

He huffed, "I'm sure Sojung and Soeun would appreciate it."

I rolled my eyes, "I'm sure."

We kept scrolling through, laughing our butts off about the stupid things we said.

Time flew by until we came upon the drunk messages.

"Oh my god no. I'm not reliving that," Jimin pouted.

I laughed hysterically, "Oh no, we have to see this. This might be my favorite episode in the path to now."

Jimin progressively got more and more flustered with each drunk message he read and it honestly felt amazing.

Welcome to the world of millennial embarrassment babe.

We continued scrolling, both of us getting immersed in our long chat conversations. As we got towards the end, they were more lovey dovey and made my heart yearn for that time when we were younger.

Don't get me wrong, I loved the married life to him and my daughters were my pride and joy.

But there's something so addicting about young love. It's like a drug that you can't get over. I was drunk on young love.

I hadn't realized it, but as we approached our last chat, I had fat tears in my eyes.

It was probably partially because of pregnancy hormones, but still.

Jimin chuckled, pulling me in for a long hug and kissing the top of my head.

"Sometimes, I marvel at the fact that you and I fell in love," I said.

He hummed, "Believe it babe. Because I wouldn't have it any other way."

I smiled, "Me neither."

He pulled me onto his lap giving me a cheeky grin.

That was all I needed to lean in and close the distance between us.

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