My Date In Paris ( Yoonmin)
Heartbroken in Paris
Jimin stood by the Seine, the gentle lapping of the water contrasting sharply with the turmoil inside him. The Eiffel Tower glittered in the distance, an indifferent witness to his heartbreak. He had come to Paris expecting romance, but his boyfriend had shattered that dream with a blunt,
He replayed the breakup in his mind. The café, the crowded tables, the smell of freshly baked croissants. His boyfriend’s voice, once soothing, now cold and detached.
Jimin 💗
"I just don't feel the same way anymore."
Jimin leaned against the railing, tears blurring his vision. The city of love felt cruel and unforgiving. As he stared at the water, contemplating the depths of his loneliness, a voice broke through his despair.
Jimin turned to see a man with dark hair and kind eyes. He wore a simple black jacket and a scarf, blending effortlessly into the Parisian night. Despite his calm demeanor, his concern was palpable.
Jimin 💗
"Do I look okay?" Jimin replied, his voice cracking.
He regretted the harshness immediately but couldn't muster an apology.
The stranger didn't flinch. Instead, he offered a small, understanding smile.
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"No, you don't. But maybe talking about it would help."
Jimin 💗
Jimin shook his head. "I don't even know you."
Yoongi 🔥
"I'm Yoongi," the man said, extending a hand. "Now you know me."
Jimin 💗
Jimin hesitated before taking the offered hand. "Jimin."
Yoongi 🔥
"Nice to meet you, Jimin," Yoongi said softly. "Would you like to take a walk? Sometimes a change of scenery can help."
Jimin glanced back at the Seine, then at Yoongi. There was something reassuring about the stranger's presence, something that made him feel a bit less alone.
Jimin 💗
He nodded. "Okay."
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