𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 – 𝘚𝘪𝘭𝘬.`

love will not be washed away no quarrels, not a mile. thought out, verified, verified. solemnly raising the hundred-fingered verse, I swear - I love consistently and faithfully!

— Go away, — a pause, — I beg you, go away.

Jimin won't leave, this isn't the first time he's been driven away, but he can't leave, he has no strength, there's only hope.

“I won’t leave,” he answers again and again. “I love you so much, believe me, please. Do you hear me? I love you.”

Jungkook hasn't believed him for a long time, he can't. He has no strength. And there's no more hope either.

"How can I leave? Don't hide your gaze from me, look at me," the omega says quietly and kneels, kissing the other's cold fingers, the silver rings, he won't leave. "Stay with me at least a little bit. I can't live without you, Jungkook."

Alpha looks proudly, like a great, powerful eagle, at her ex-husband. Jungkook looks at this familiar face, at these beautiful eyes, at the warm, neat lips. He, too, is in pain.

They were once very close, once deeply in love. Until Jimin did something Jungkook couldn't forgive. It wasn't cheating, but a cold betrayal. The omega listened to his father, decided to end the marriage, decided to be free. And broke his husband's heart.

"You talk to me about love, but you yourself decided to leave. I won't hold you back anymore, go away. Leave me alone," Jungkook says, gently lifting the omega's head by the chin. "I'm sorry you chose freedom. As if I didn't give it to you."

Jimin looks away shyly, looking at the red silk, at the large, cool bed where he and his husband used to warm each other, protect each other, love passionately and tenderly. Why did he do this, why listen to his father? He probably thought it would be easier, that love would always be there, but after breaking his lover's heart… How can he save those old feelings? Now he doesn't know.

"Give me a minute, please. Just give me a minute, and I'll go," the omega begs, pressing the warm, once-native palm tighter to his cheek.

He doesn't want to. He doesn't want to leave.

Jungkook sighs heavily and takes a step back, but does not remove his hand from his wet cheek.

the scent of half-withered lilies My light dreams are clouded. the lilies tell me about death, about the time when I will be gone.

peace to my calm soul. nothing pleases her or hurts her. don't forget my last days, understand me when I'm gone.

I know, friend, the road is not long, and soon the poor body will get tired. but I know: love, like death, is strong. love me when I'm gone.

I seem to sense a mysterious vow. and I know he will not deceive the heart, - There is no oblivion for you in separation! follow me when I'm gone.