A man was standing there.
My heart dropped.
"Dad…?" I said softly.
His suitcase slipped from his hand and hit the floor.
Before I could react
He walked straight to Jimin.
And
BAM!
He punched him.
"Bae!!"i said regardless that man standing there was the father I wanted
But how could he hurt him
The boy I truly love?!
I screamed, rushing forward.
Jimin staggered back, but he didn't fight.
Blood slowly dripped from his lip.
I quickly held him.
"It's okay…" he whispered.
But to me
It wasn't okay.
"Dad?!" I shouted, stepping in front of Jimin.
"He's harassing you," my father said coldly.
"He isn't!" I snapped.
"Then what did I just see?"
I clenched my fists.
"Can you stop acting like Mom for once?!" I yelled.
He went silent.
So did I.
Then
I took a deep breath.
"He's my boyfriend."
My father's eyes widened.
"Boyfriend? You're only sixteen!"
I laughed bitterly.
"Sixteen? Really? How would you know?" I said, my voice shaking.
"You left me. You don't even know anything about me anymore."
Silence."Do you even know what today is?" I asked.
"…Saturday," he replied.
I stared at him.
"July 18," he added.
My chest tightened.
"…You still don't get it," I whispered.
Tears filled my eyes.
"Today is my birthday."
Silence.
"And none of you remembered," I continued softly.
"No calls. No messages. Nothing…"
"Cough…" Jimin coughed lightly behind me.
I paused.
Then smiled a little.
"…Except him."
My expression hardened again.
"So please," I said, looking at my father,
"just leave."
"I came to.."
"Please leave and don't come back," I said firmly.
He froze.
I swallowed.
"You know what… I used to blame Mom for everything. For the divorce…"I laughed weakly.
"But maybe… maybe you were the problem."
"Minju…" he called.
"Please go, and I hope you stop drugs" I said quietly.
" And I won't tell Mom you came. That's the last thing I'll do for you."
He stood there.
For a moment
Then slowly
He turned.
And left.
The door closed.
Silence filled the room.
Heavy.
Painful.
I turned back quickly and helped Jimin sit on the bed.
"You were too harsh. He is your father" he asked gently.
I didn't answer.
Father?! and he couldn't remember his daughter birthday
Father and he hurt you without hearing from me
Father and he didn't care or border checking on me
I grabbed cotton and bandages.
And carefully cleaned the blood from his lip.
He winced slightly.
Then smiled.
"You're not going to say sorry?" he teased softly.
I stayed quiet.
I wasn't in the mood.
After cleaning him up, I tried to stand
But he pulled me back down.
I looked away.
"If you didn't mean what you said… why are you acting like this?" he asked quietly.
"I'm not angry," I said.
"I didn't say you were"
Then
I kissed his lips.
"See.."
He froze and stop the kiss
"Minju…" he whispered.
. This time
He was serious.
No teasing.
No jokes.
He gently tucked my hair behind my ear.
. "I love you."
My heart stopped.
"Yah…" I muttered shyly.
Why is he saying this now…?
I felt my lips curve into a smile without knowing.
"I love you," he repeated.
"…I love you too," I whispered.
He smiled.
Then kissed me.
"Pervert…" I mumbled.
"Pervert?" he laughed, then started tickling me.
"Yah!! Stop!" I laughed, grabbing a pillow and hitting him.
We ran around the room.
Laughing.
Like nothing else mattered.
Then
I fell on top of him on the bed.
Breathing hard.
Still smiling.
He looked at me.
Softly.
His hand rested on my waist.
Pulling me closer.
His lips…
They looked so soft.
Without thinking
I leaned down and kissed him.
He smirked.
"Remind me… who's the pervert?"
"Shut up!" I laughed, covering his face with the pillow.
I looked at him.
And smiled.
Jimin…
He really was perfect for me.
He always knew how to calm me.
What to say.
When to hold me.
We were strangers once.
Then friends.
Then lovers.
He changed me.
And I changed him from been playboy to lover boy
My first love.
My only one.
And no matter what happens next…
Park Jiminshiiiiii
will always be my first love.
THE END 🥹💜