Under Autumn (thinking things over, with Freyr)
@mpfreyr
It was all too much to think about.
When had all of this started? At Eros and Amaterasu’s wedding? That had certainly been when a wrench the approximate size and shape of Chani had been thrown into the works. No, it had started before that. Maybe it was the kiss? The kiss like a lightning strike that set so much in Jimin’s life, things he had thought were unshakable, off course.
The crash, perhaps? The unthinkable moment when Jimin got a phone call saying his brother - his closest friend - was in the hospital? Things seemed to spiral out of control then. Nothing quite worked how it should, nobody knew just what to say. It had all taken its toll on Jimin’s body; the stress of it had made the fox boy sicker than he could ever remember being in his life. He had always been hale and hearty. Illness had simply never been able to take hold. At least, not until then.
But no, it was none of those times. Everything had started to go sour the day his grandmother passed away. The memory of it crossed over Jimin’s face like a bad taste. When would the pain finally begin to fade? When would he finally start to feel whole again? Because sitting here on a park bench half-folded in on himself, Jimin did not feel very whole at all. So many pieces of him were missing.