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Chapter 22



Lemon & Lime

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Continuing 3 years Ago (Part 3)


What did Jimin see that night of his uncle that still silently hunts him?


Jimin saw the back of a broken grown man sobbing while hugging himself. His uncle who was acting like a wild animal just a second ago was now the complete opposite.

It was almost like Jimin could literally see the shattered pieces of his uncle spread out on the floor in a horrible state. His uncle was fighting to hold his cries in but was obviously failing; a man who breaks like that but did not make a single sound is borderline devastating to witness. That should tell you how deeply wounded the pain is and how much they've been hurt that they couldn't even make a sound while crying.

His uncle looked to be struggling with his breathing and was hurling and wheezing on air.

The only thing coming out of his mouth is drool and he places his left hand firmly on the floor to support himself while his right hand strongly clutches to his chest for dear life while a number of veins were popping out vividly all over his arms, neck, and face. He was either experiencing some intense panic attack; intense hyperventilating or he was having a heart attack at the very moment.

Jimin's uncle was in turmoil of depressing grief, pain, and agony. His heart was literally breaking apart that very moment.

Whatever he was told on that phone had done him the gravest damage and harms both mentally, psychologically and physically.

Sadly, for Jimin's uncle, there was no going back for him to somehow pretend that the conversation on the phone a while ago never happened.

Jimin's uncle already wasn't looking so good, from the first time Jimin met him he had thought that way but now there was no denying it. The anger from the conversation on the telephone forcefully burst from deep within his chest in a vicious shout of anguish.

Jimin's uncle was suffering a great loss that his world gave way to sights and sounds of horror. His body including his breathing was slowly failing to function and he was sinking into the very debt of darkness and bliss terror. There was a mental tornado in there, which no-one could see nor comprehend.

The pain was too much and his body couldn't handle it anymore. He completely shut down.

His face literally slammed against the floor so hard when he collapsed that Jimin swore he heard an echo.

The next time his uncle opened his eyes; when he eventually woke up after this he was definitely going to have a broken nose and swollen face.

Jimin who watched everything from beginning to the end only just now realized that his eyes were also tearing up the whole time after noting the tear pooling on his hand from the position he had been crawling in.

It took Jimin a while to move. It was a heart-wrenching thing to watch. You would have to be a robot with no heart to not feel the agony his uncle was exuding in such weak state; to not feel the slightest pity for a man like that is just pure wickedness.

Jimin quickly gathers himself up before approaching the unconscious man sprawled in an awkward position on the ground. After doing his best to clean off the bit of blood and wounds found on his uncle's body. Jimin carried his uncle from the cold hard floor bridal style and was surprised how weightless the man was.

His uncle was always in baggy clothes with the hoodie up, always in dark or grey colours that you couldn't tell that the man was actually 'swimming' in those clothes.

Jimin took him to his bed laying him down gently like he could break like glass and covered him with his bedsheet and made sure he was comfortable where he laid him.

The very room was as dark as far as the eyes could see and the only light was coming from the corridor out through the bedroom door Jimin left ajar when he carried his uncle in.

Jimin softly uses his thumb to rub of his uncle's tear tracks and with his hands in a fist and a clenched jaw he stomped out of the room the door shutting behind him and another one opening leading him back to his own bedroom.

He immediately felt the emptiness of not having his best friend and boyfriend Hoseok hyung with him the most that night that he ended up crying himself to sleep.

Weeping through the night, he ended up crying himself to sleep while holding tightly to the green wool beanie belonging to Hoseok.


(End of walking down Memory Lane)

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