Dark Angel (Jimin & Reader & Seokjin)
  • I had already drank three coffees today, but continued to feel completely tired. The whole time in my head I had the face of this mysterious man and his words. Who could he be and why was he addressing me in such a way? Why did I dream the same dream every day? Could it be that it was a kind of harbinger of the future? I had no clue how to make sense of it all, but I knew one thing for sure. There would be some major change in my life, and something told me that I would have to make some extremely difficult choice. I sighed heavily and pulled myself up startled from my seat, feeling someone's hand on my shoulder.
  • - Earth to Y/n - I saw the concerned face of my friend Nina in front of me - are you all right?
  • - I'm fine, just tired.
  • - Did you have the same dream again? And this man?
  • - Yes, this is the second week and I don't know what to do about it anymore. Why does I keep dreaming this? - I groaned miserably.
  • - I think I know why.
  • - Really?! Then tell me!
  • - I think that your subconscious is giving you signs that Jimin is not the only man on earth - Nina burst out laughing.
  • - How can you say that?! - I snarled at my friend - you know very well that I love him and....
  • - But that does not mean that you should immediately marry him!- she interrupted me - you have only known each other for a year! One *ing year! That's not enough to know someone well and marry him!
  • - Nina, we already talked about this! The fact that we know each other for only a year has absolutely no meaning for us! I am happy with him and I know that I can trust him implicitly, because he will never hurt me! I don't have to pretend around him that I'm someone else, with Jimin I can be myself and I don't have to worry that he won't accept me!
  • - In that case, if you trust him so much, why didn't you tell him about these dreams, huh?!
  • - Because I don't want to worry him.
  • - Worry with the fact that you are attracted to other men, is that what you wanted to say? - Nina smiled significantly, because last time I accidentally picked out that the man in my dream was really handsome.
  • - No, that's not at all what I wanted to say! And you know what?! I'll tell him about it, I'll tell Jimin about everything and....
  • - What will you tell me about, princess?
  • - I will be going - Nina quickly said goodbye and disappeared before I had time to answer her.
  • - How was your day, darling? - I smiled broadly at him, trying to change the subject.
  • - Y/n, don't change the subject, what were you supposed to tell me about - Jimin walked behind the counter and stood in front of me, looking at me intently.
  • - I don't want to worry you - I sighed heavily, but continued on - it's just... I've been dreaming the same dream almost every day for some time now, and it's getting a bit tiresome.
  • - What does it refer to?
  • - Well, you know, as usual I'm late for our next date, and when I finally get to it I'm suddenly surrounded by suffocating black smoke and I faint. And then I wake up in some strange room.
  • - Are you alone in there? - Jimin was clearly concerned and I began to wonder why.
  • - Y-yes, why do you ask? - I couldn't say why I lied, but subconsciously I felt that I have to leave this mysterious man to myself.
  • - Just curious. I think you're overtired and that's probably why this dream is repeating itself, because your brain can't keep up with sorting out all the information and just gets stuck.
  • Jimin tried to sound calm, but I could still sense the preoccupation in his voice. However, I had the impression that it was not concern for my well-being, or at least not fully, but also for something else. I knew perfectly well, however, that if I asked him about it, he would, as usual, change the subject and tell me everything only when he himself decided that the time had come.
  • - Perhaps you are right. I know very well that taking over this store was my decision, but only now I realized how difficult it is.
  • - You're doing great and I'm proud of you - Jimin smiled broadly and wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him - and that's why I'm going to take you out of town this weekend and give you a decent rest.
  • - And what about your dance lessons? After all, you have two groups on Saturday morning.
  • - Hobi will replace me, I'm sure he will do great. Besides, your well-being is much more important to me.
  • - I love you, you know? - I smiled broadly, wrapping my hands around his neck.
  • - I love you more.
  • I didn't have a chance to respond, because before I could open my mouth he silenced me with a kiss. I murmured quietly, feeling him press me tightly against him, and I slid my hands into his hair, drawing his face closer to mine. He was like he always used to be. Tender and gentle. With him I always felt safe and loved being in his arms. Finally, when I started to run out of breath Jimin let me go and smiled widely again.
  • - Let's just close this store and go eat something. After today's lessons, I'm hungry as a wolf.
  • - I fully agree with you - I laughed quietly and kissed him quickly on the lips - will you take care of the blinds?
  • - Of course, and you take care of the cash and we'll get going.
  • Jimin released me from his embrace and moved toward the display windows to take care of the blinds, but I stood still for a moment, looking at him with a smile on my face. I never thought that after what I had been through I would find happiness in the arms of someone like him. To me, he was the ideal man, and I almost jumped with happiness when, out of so many women, he chose me. On the other hand, it was precisely because my fiancé was popular with women and they made up the majority of his group at the dance school that I felt insecure. I trusted him, but that still didn't change the fact that my complexes were growing and I repeatedly thought about how I completely don't deserve him. I shook my head, realizing that I had fallen into black thoughts again, and turned quickly toward the cash register to get on with my work. After all, I was going to be his wife, not one of those women drooling at the sight of him. And if any of them even came close to him, she would have a serious problem, because it would really end badly for her. I froze in place, realizing what I had just thought about. Such thoughts had never appeared in my head before, so what change? I sighed slightly and decided to focus on my work, hoping that this was all just the result of constant stress and not something more.
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