Pleasure of Painting

Summary

Park Jimin, a man who received the first death penalty under the law of the Republic of Korea back in 1945. He was said to have murdered a child. "Park Jimin, a man who received guilty pleasure back in 1945 and a man who murdered a child-" "What?! He did what? But he looked so-" "Innocent? Yes, he does. But he did wrongful things that lead him to his death." "He couldn't have done something- I mean look!" I said, pointing at the painting. "He looked innocent and a noble!" The woman smiled. "Even a young handsome man like him can do psychotic things too, darling." Park Jimin, a man who received the first death penalty under the law of the Republic of Korea back in 1945. He was said to have murdered a child. But no one knows the real story behind the case, and was all fabricated. That is until you came to his life- to the past that you couldn't even imagine.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
5.0 4 reviews
Age Rating
16+

Prologue

“Will you wait for me?”

The question that he asked me was making my heart twist in agonising pain as I couldn’t imagine the anguish that I am about to experience without his physical being right by my side.

Forcing a smile, my throat dries as I choke out my words. “I will surely wait for you.”

I try my hardest to hide the despair and sadness in my heart as my lips trembles just by looking into those obsidian colour of his eyes, those plump lips that moves and could be a great scenery of the other, that mouth that hums gentle song and plays constantly in my head, and his voice that became my instant reason of survival when I couldn’t find the reason to have one.

Will I have another chance to admire those again?

With him stepping forward, I purse my lips and backing away unconsciously.

He could feel the sudden distance between us before pulling me to his gentle and loving embrace of comfort.

Yet, I stayed strong. I pulled away from him before cowering my head down and not daring to look at him in the eyes that could shatter me into fragmented pieces of glass.

“Close your eyes.” He instructs quietly, and I obey him by shutting my eyes down.

Feeling a soft flesh of skin on my cheeks, I shiver and flinch away with my eyes forming salty tears already that stings but softens up when his warm hands made a full contact.

“Minjin...” I hum in response, chills shotting down to my spine as his voice trailed off, name rolled out of his tongue.

“The distance and time may have separate and lock the unspoken feelings we have for each other,” he whimper, hands shaking slightly as he pressed his forehead against mine that brings hot tears pouring down to my ashen cheeks.

“Know that you will always have a place in my heart.”

I nod, eyes still close as I stifles with a heartfelt smile outlining my lips for the last time. “Come home soon.”

Lips parting, I let out a weak sound of sob and rubbing our nose together causing him to let out a deep chuckle before opening my eyes in search for his. My eyes connect with his black eyes, seeing those round orb that lit with so much sincerity and love from within before our lips joined, having a sweet and chaste kiss.

The kiss was enough to prove my love for him as warmth spread throughout my entire body and my brain lit on fire, feeling myself getting addicted to it throughout the short kiss. It was the type of feeling where you would know how breathless you would be and would feel the torment without them.

I pull away, ghosting over his thick lips as my heart pounds fastly. “When everything falls apart, I will make sure that I will be the first one to know.”

My trembling hands travels to his cheeks. “When everything is right again, come to us without saying a single word and you will come home with the door already open for you.”

He is the person who understands my soul, and the only one who have the ability to open that soul. He is a person who will communicate with his heart and not words only. He was the half that made me whole, and I knew that If I lost him, I would lose myself.

I won’t be whole without him but rather be a dispirited soul full of holes without him.

Will I be able to survive without you, my love?

While you are away, will you be able to bring my heart along with you and hear the sound of it just beating for you or even longing for you?

The ecstasy and madness of my feelings fill my system that overwhelms me to the point of breaking down to the ground as tears streams like flowing falls along with the sounds of heart breaking into million pieces.

I will miss you, Park Jimin.

a/n:

Since Fallen will end soon, I will start the drafts :) Thank you for the 1k readers and 150 votes! <3

This was supposed to be a TEASER but then...lmao.

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