Bts Jimin Story - Tumblr Posts

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.