Break The Silence

Two years later.

Jimin stood in front of the canvas, admiring the latest piece of art he had created. It was another calming masterpiece, the colors blending perfectly together to create a peaceful landscape.

An alluring smile appeared on his lips as Jimin finished his detailing, he put the brush back on the table and gazed for a long moment.

"Wow, you're indeed a great artist, I can see why people are crazy over your art." Taehyung announced his early appearance at Jimin's room.

Jimin softly chuckled, his cheeks flushed at the compliment. "Don't make fun on me." He said.

Taehyung stood in front of the canvas, his playful grin widening as he took in the painting. "I swear, if I didn't know you, I'd think this was done by some famous artist, not my brother," he teased, raising an eyebrow.

Jimin rolled his eyes, a smile tugging at his lips. "You're unbelievable," he said, shaking his head. "I'm not some famous artist. I'm just a guy who likes to paint."

"Yeah, right," Taehyung laughed. "You're just being modest. People would pay a huge amount of money for this kind of work."

Jimin blushed, feeling both flattered and a little embarrassed. "Stop it, Taehyung. You're making me feel awkward."

Taehyung nudged him playfully. "I'm serious! Maybe I should start charging people to visit your gallery. You know, like a private showing." He said with a wink.

Jimin chuckled, feeling the familiar warmth of their teasing. "Why? What about your career, are people too happy to visit you?" He teased in return, exhaling a sharp breath through his teeth, "Or maybe people discovered that you're a terrible doctor." He teased, cackled a small laughter as Taehyung's face turned serious.

Taehyung looked at Jimin, laughing like any normal person. Two years ago, after the ritual, Jimin had fallen into a deep unconscious state that lasted for months, and when he woke up, Jimin had forgotten everything about his past life. He didn't remember anything, about his adoption, his stay in hospital and of course everything about Jisun.

When Mr. and Mrs. Kim found out everything about Jimin, they decided to officially take him into their family as their own son, transferring his name from Park Jimin to Kim Jimin.

As far as Jimin believed, he encountered a terrible accident that led him to lay unconsciously on hospital bed for months and that stolen his memories. Jimin now believed that he was always a part of the Kim family.

Taehyung still had giving a psychological treatment to Jimin. He always created fake scenarios for Jimin to believe that he was always a part of this family.

"What happened why you're staring me like this.?" Jimin asked in curiosity.

"No, I was just looking at you, realizing you're not at handsome at all, like me." Taehyung answered.

Jimin nodded, "You're right. I'm not handsome and Smart as you." He said, tilting his head slightly, "Sometimes I feel like I did nothing, whenever I try to do something, those things seems new to me. Life yesterday I went to the drive with Dad, and he told me how to drive, I should know but I didn't, it feels like I'm holding a steering wheel for the first time in a while." Jimin expressed his concerns.

Taehyung swallowed, "It's because your mind restarted itself after the accident, like the mobile phone, when we restart this gadget, we don't have any memory." He explained.

Jimin glared at Taehyung, "You're trying to compare me with a cellphone?" He said.

Taehyung softly ruffled Jimin's hair, "No, I'm just explaining about your situation." He said, "Tonight, I'll teach you the driving, let's go out and drink some soju." He said, wrapping his hands around Jimin's shoulder, Taehyung led him outside to the room.

"But you had plans with Kyungmi, she's your wife, she should he your first priority." Jimin said, as the walked down to the stairs, and made their way to the dining area.

"Breakfast is ready." Mrs. Kim announced, as she stood in the kitchen pouring the soup into a bowl, while Kyungmi helping her. It was Sunday, which meant the entire Kim family would shared a breakfast together, made my Mrs. Kim.

"There were days when we had to eat your mother's handmade food daily, now we have to wait for Sunday." Mr. Kim said in a teasing manner.

"Of course I'm getting older, I need some rest as well." Mr. Kim said, making her way to the table.

"But it's great to share sounds meals together. What do you think Jimin.?" Kyungmi asked as she adjusted herself on the chair besides Taehyung.

Sitting beside Mrs. Kim, Jimin slurped the noodles and nodded his head in agreement. "Yes! Whenever I share meal with you all, I feel like I'm dreaming." He said, "I know it's sounds ridiculous but I feel like I waited for so long for this life, like I'm reincarnated."

Taehyung felt his heart ached, it was true that Jimin he forgotten everything about his past life, and began to live as Kim Jimin, but in the depth of his heart, his emotions hadn't changed at all.

"It's not a dream, my dear." Said Mrs. Kim, she softly caressed Jimin's face and it seemed all the heaviness in his chest disappeared. "You're my son, and you deserve to be loved." She said.

"Of course, we're lucky to have two sons." Mr. Kim added, "And let me announced something important, we're going to find a pretty girl for you." He said, and they all busting out in a loud laugh.

Taehyung watched every moment, he felt grateful for his parents to accept Jimin as their own son, to cherished him with love. Tears burned his eyes as he saw Jimin living his life as he always dreamt about.

Kyungmi grabbed his hands and tightened her grip, "You should he happy too." She said. "You finally did it."