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all of my life (p.jimin x reader)

warnings/tags: boxer!jimin (cause mans is getting very buff now and that is a warning), overuse of the words darling and desperate, loosely inspired by the mv for all of my life (i only get inspired by songs smh)

genre: angst with fluffy ending

words: 964

a/n: listen to all of my life by park won. i'm not very satisfied with this but i needed to put this out. i might rewrite it again.

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3 years.

3 whole fucking years, you write in your diary, since he promised you that he would come back. "all lies, all of them were lies," you tear up and scratch out everything you've written. the book is thrown across the room, all the polaroids of him falling out.

you rub your eyes furiously, mad at jimin for lying to you, mad at his friends for sticking up for him and most of all, mad at yourself for being a naïve idiot and believing him. you gather the polaroids and look at them. you wipe your tears, ready to remove this chapter of your life and to convince yourself that whatever he said were all lies. you pick up a polaroid, so close to tearing it when you hear soft knocking on your door. you sigh and keep the polaroids aside and walk to the door, assuming it’s seokjin again, trying to lift your spirits. you open the door, "jin, i swear i don't need your "healing soup" anymore-" "oh, uh were you expecting him instead?" you freeze in your spot, not able to process the person in front of you.

jimin, the boy you've spent nights crying over, is standing outside your door. bags by his side, his hair a pretty blonde and a soft, apologetic smile on his face. "hello? earth to y/n?" he chuckles, "let me in will you?" you let him in, like its muscle memory, staring at him blankly. "what's wrong? say something, you're scaring me now" he laughs nervously. "you never called." you say it like it’s nothing not like it physically hurt you. jimin sighs "i can explain, y/n okay? it was wrong, i know-" "wrong? it was wrong?" you laugh humorlessly, "you never called, forget that, you might've been busy, but at least respond to a text? to let me know you're alive and healthy? instead i see you on tv, smiling like it’s no one's business!" he walks to you and cups your face gently, "believe me when i say i'm sorry, darling." he wipes the tears from your face, you didn't even realize you were crying. you push him away and look at him, disappointed.

jimin can feel his heart slowly cracking at your dismayed face. this is not how he wanted this to go.

“Darling-”

“get out.”

he looks at you in shock. not once have you ever spoken to him like that. “will you please listen to me?” he pleads. desperation is prominently written all over his face. the more you look at him, the more you feel your resolve breaking. You look at him, stone cold. “i do not want to listen to your sob story, jimin. i do not want to listen to your pathetic excuses of why you didn’t keep your promises,” you reckon you sound like a kid now, talking about breaking promises. jimin runs a hand through his hair, a habit of his when he’s frustrated. “you’ll go-” “bald, i know darling,” hint of a smile on his face. “can we sit?” he gestures to the couch. you nod and sit, the frustration and anger you had on him has disappeared apparently. jimin sits on the couch, letting out a quiet "oof". you sit up straight, “want something to drink? maybe a bit of food?” where is all this coming from? Weren’t you just vexed at him a few moments ago? A genuine smile spreads across jimin’s face, “just need you to listen to me, darling. please?” he looks at you with longing eyes. you nod, gesturing for him to speak. “you’re my world, darling. not boxing, not the trophies and medals but you.

you were and still the reason i ever started dreaming about life again. i hated the very thought of living, despised it because nothing mattered anymore. In a world where you need something worthy enough to move forward, when i had nothing, i had you. the light of my life.” “still doesn’t explain why you ghosted me, jimin” you say bitterly. “are you trying to sweet talk your way back into my life? because that is definitely not going to work.”

jimin grabs your hands, desperate for you to listen to what he has to say. “don’t you get it? you’re the reason i started living because of you. when nothing would go my way, when my family detested the very thought of me, when alcohol couldn’t take away my problems, it was you who pulled me up.” you look at him, unaware of how he was feeling. you open your mouth to speak but you close it. you want to hear more. “you filled me up. with the good and the bad, the pretty and the ugly most importantly, with you. after you, i had hope. hope that things will turn out for the better. but i had to go and ruin everything just because i was greedy. my dreams became bigger than the love i had and i regret that” he grips your hands tighter “so much. You have to believe me, please” you look away not able to stop your eyes from tearing up. he places his head on your tummy and lets out a quiet sob. you stroke his hair, “what was this use of all this, jimin? why did you leave everything for me suddenly?” he looks up at you, eyes shining with tears, “cause it was all for you, darling. you’re my everything. what was the use of achieving so much if i didn’t have the sole reason for my existence next to me?” you peck his forehead, unable to stop yourself from giving him all the affection you had pent up inside. he intertwines your hands together and smiles, “you are all of my life.”

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a/n: the ending sucks ik pls don't come for moi

tardy, unexcused

i got sad shit goin on in my head rn so im serving a nice jimin angst

summary: you n jimin were the perfect match back in busan. before he left to pursue his career, he made a promise to come back and give you the best life he could. but the first thing to catch his eye when he did come back is the sparkle of the diamond on your finger.

you smiled reassuringly, forcing back the tears forming in your eyes. you looked down at your hands squeezing jimins tightly, and back at him.

“really, don’t worry about me. focus on your dreams. i’ll be here waiting, i promise.”

he had always loved your selflessness. it was one of the reasons he fell in love with you. so he held you to your words, and made a promise of his own.

“thank you, y/n. i promise i’ll come back. i’ll come back soon and give you the most comfortable and enjoyable life.”

you thought you knew what he meant by that. you thought it just simply meant he would move back to busan with you and spend time with you like the old times. but jimin had internally promised both you and himself that he would spend the rest of his life with you. that there would be nobody else but you.

you were stuck staring at him as he gathered his things, giving him a weak smile before he left, a smile that said “im literally about to combust and drown in my own tears but you have to do this dont focus on me!!” it didn’t really work but either way, as soon as the front door shut, you burst into tears and wished for your jimin back.

“and the daesang goes to...”

fists clenching onto nothing but hope.

“and the winner is...”

eyes clamped shut as 7 heads subconsciously filled with prayers.

“not you! it will never be you!” is what each other groups name sounded like every time. each word from their seniors, each hate tag from the fans, another knife of hopelessness, doubt and anxiety was jabbed into each 7 of their bodies.

but with all the blood, sweat and tears that was put into one album, so much that it was even the name of the title track, finally they could rid of the knives.

they made it. jimin made it.

tears of jimins joy, unbeknownst to you, contrasted with your tears of regret, disguised as joy.

it’s been years. you’ve put off your parents pleas to get married for years. but each day since you’ve lost contact with jimin you’re beginning to lose hope.

you need to move on. you were young. it was just young, foolish love. he’s not coming back.

that’s what you convinced yourself. so in effect of those words in your head, you’re standing here, facing a man you’ve never loved under your veil.

you’ve started crying uncontrollably as soon as the words “i do” left your mouth. at that moment you regretted everything. your mind was instantly filled of jimins face. you realized you wanted jimin, you wanted to wait for him. nothing else mattered but jimin.

but it was too late. you were late, and it was inexcusable.

a tingling pain ran through your body as a wedding ring was slipped on your finger. and a week later you’re still living with the piece if jewelery resembling your stupidity.

“y/n.”

jimins soft voice ran through your body. you recognized him immediately and suddenly you forgot about your marriage. you were overjoyed to see the love of your life. you turned around at the speed of light and jumped up to koala hug jimin without even having to confirm it was him.

jimin was more than happy when he saw you as well. but that quickly faded with the glint of silver on your finger was caught in her peripheral vision. his heart broke and you could hear it in his voice when he called your name. you just didnt pay attention.

when he didnt hug you back, you looked at his now empty features in concern.

“jimin?”

“nice ring.” was all he could get out.

then you remembered. the ring that showed off your biggest mistake, the dumbest thing you’ve ever done. it all came crashing back and you broke down into jimins chest.

you hiccuped unintelligible apologies.

“i wanted to wait for you i really did— i didnt- it was arranged! i dont love him i love you! we can— we can run away! do whatever we want, i just want to be with you. i missed you so much.” you rambled breathlessly.

jimin gained a pinch a relief from your confession, but he was still broken. wordlessly, he backed away and left, leaving the small box in his pocket unopened.

he wondered, when did it happen? what if i had came earlier? if i wasnt so focused on being an idol, would this still have happened? as he walked away he realized he was losing everything he was here for.

because he was too late. he was late, and it was inexcusable.

Smol mochi! 😘💕❤

*DEEP BREATH*

Dont expect abs he said... i have no abs he said