My soul

story by Blossom

"The owner of this body is named Jimin, the same name he had before he died..."

My soul

Talk:

Hello, I'm Blossom. I mean, we usually don't dress up.

sf

So I'm not as confident as usual.

Anyway, thank you to everyone who came to read ^__^

-My soul-

Do you know what is the misfortune of city people?

The answer is that while traveling home, he was suddenly killed by an explosion without anyone knowing.

He already knew that in this lifetime, black-eyed people like him would never be able to open their eyes and mouth. But I was determined to work hard. Let there be food for days.

But who would have thought that they would die because of unrest in the middle of the city? They died even though they still hadn't paid off their condominium payments and didn't have a boyfriend. What an unlucky country!

Jimin shouted insults indifferently before waking up, his body trembling because he was still in shock from the force of the explosion that shattered his body, but...now his organs were thirty-two. Not lacking, not more than No traces, no lust, bright skin like a newborn baby.

What the hell happened to him?!

“Young Master Lek, you have finally recovered,” said the deep voice of the man beside him.

A strong hand held out a teacup for him to drink, but because his hands were weak, the fine porcelain The broken glass shattered like a splashing stream of water, but the man's expression didn't change and he even called out the servants outside to come clean up.

In the midst of the silence, Jimin turned to look at the mirror on the opposite side of the bed. It reflected the face of a beautiful man, with natural brown hair cut into a shape that matched his youthful features. Dressed in a comfortable white cotton dress, a troubled feeling appeared in his eyes...this was not him at all.

Suddenly, my head felt a pain, as if my brain was about to explode into pieces. His face twisted because of the pain, memories of his new body flowed into his head. The names of hundreds of people flowed in without stopping. The stories of the owner of this body in this world that he had just learned about made him cry out and writhe because of the extreme suffering.

The owner of this body is named Jimin, the same name he had before he died...

This was Yao Country and this person was the Little Young Master of the Park family. Sadly, his two older brothers were brave soldiers who sacrificed their lives in an international war, a legend that everyone praises. His mother was heartbroken because of the death of her two sons, who had just passed away two years ago from serious illnesses. His father, who was the head of the house now holds the position of Minister of Foreign Affairs, was so busy that he had no time to take care of his youngest son.

No one knew that the owner of this body was driven into a large light pole, causing the entire city to black out. This was not an accident, but caused by an evil person who is a political enemy of the father, who planned the brake cables on the car driven by young men of the Park family. Going to work every day, this person died on the spot.

The man beside him narrowed his eyes at him and furrowed his brows together before reaching out a warm hand and hurriedly embracing it, whispering a comforting, caring message. “May the pain go away.”

"Can you please don't act like I'm a child and please move away? I'll be uncomfortable," he said, shaking his head to get rid of the pain that was starting to subside a lot. Push your hand against the chest of the person holding yourself back.

The person in front of him was the third general of this country's main armed force. It was unknown if it was fate or something else that heaven had sent this man through to the scene. Please help pry the unconscious body of Mr. Little Sakulpak out of the car before it explodes in time.

Then he, who was hit by an explosion from another world, accidentally took advantage of the timing and the matching spirit wave to enter the body of this young master, breathing life into Park Jimin in this world.

“I know that Young Master Lek is not a child anymore. But your condition still doesn't look good and you just went through life and death. It would be better for someone to call a doctor to check again…”

Jimin interrupted before the other party could finish speaking. “Are you so unemployed? Go do your work. You don't have to worry about me.”

“Right now I'm really unemployed. Because if something unexpected actually happened, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to sit and watch over you like this.” The man raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. This person's playful smile made Jimin dazzle.

A strong hand pressed him down to make him lie still. On a good bed before picking up a blanket and covering it up to his chest, he continued, "I'll go get the doctor to check you out. Please wait a moment."

The man walked out after speaking.

Jimin looked distraught at the broad back that had disappeared from view. He hadn't even said a word of thanks to the other party. From the memories of the body's owner, it seemed like there wasn't much between Park Jimin and this general. They often meet each other by chance only at parties where the government sends invitations.

It's strange...if we just get to know each other through social events, we should feel indifferent or not feel close. But he clearly sensed this person's enmity and dislike...or was there something deeper behind him that he didn't know about?

There must be a missing part of the owner of this body's memory.

“The doctor has arrived. Please let me take him in.”

“There are many servants in my house. You don't have to bring in the doctor yourself, General,” Jimin said to the people outside in the hoarse voice of someone who had just regained his strength.

Finishing his words, the people outside sensibly pushed the door in and saw his handsome face shining in the soft sunlight. of the afternoon sun. The man was tall and slender. Arms full of muscles He looked good from head to toe, especially his big round eyes that really caught his eye.

It's like Jimin saw the universe inside those eyes....

"I can't thank you for saving my life, but I don't see the need to hate each other this much, Mr. Lek."

“Just found out that you saved someone's life in order to receive something in return.” He sat up and cocked his head proudly.

“Young Master is talking too much.” The army's third-ranking general shrugged nonchalantly at his words, his hand stretched out in front of Jimin who was sitting on the bed before he heard a deep, pleasant voice from the other side.

“It's time to really introduce ourselves. I'm Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook. Don't call me a general and it makes me want to retire.”

“As for me, Park Jimin,” I was forced to extend my hand and shake it out of politeness before continuing, “My name isn't Mr. Lek either. If possible, don't call me that again. It sounds like a high school student who hasn't grown up yet. ”

“But you still look really young.” The other person narrowed his eyes and appraised him. When he saw that, Jimin immediately shook off the hands that were holding them together, but until then he couldn't shake the general's squid hand in front of him.

“Let go of my hand, Jungkook.”

“No.” Her handsome face leaned down until it was almost touching his face. “Why do you not like my face? Can you tell me?”

“Because you're spoiled,” Jimin cursed impatiently.

"I'm a good person. I'm going to die in the morning. I just saved your life. Don't forget it quickly." The person in front of him hadn't stopped irritating him yet, he already knew why the owner of this body didn't like this man's face so much.

The real Park Jimin has strict etiquette training. He must act well and have the air of being a gentleman from a large family. Unlike this man, the soldiers were disciplined. But a general like this guy, both in his posture His habit of going everywhere creates color for people everywhere. Busy and not getting into the matter Plus, it's also nerve-wracking and painful to bear.

Most frustrating!

Even though they weren't close, the owner of this body had already suspected Jungkook about how annoying the other person was...but even so, the person who dragged him out of the car was someone he didn't like. I don't know whether heaven sent me or hell pushed me.

Thinking like this, he raised his head to do as he wished, but it collided with the face of a tall figure that was almost close to him, and he immediately stammered. “Could you please move away a little?”

“Ah...sorry. How do I get the doctor to check it out first? He's been waiting for you for a long time.” Jeon Jungkook moved back away. He rubbed the tip of his nose and smiled shyly before making way for the doctor who was waiting behind him to come in and examine him sitting on the bed.

In the end, Jimin didn't even say thank you because a junior officer suddenly appeared to report the news to the third-ranking general. He then asked to return to the military to handle the mission he had not received. Receive it immediately...

“Sorry, doctor. It has made you lose your trip.” He apologized to the young doctor who had examined his condition for a long time but did not find anything unusual or scratched. The young doctor must have thought that it was a person who had a car accident that hit a light pole. That is really strange.

"nevermind Actually, this is my duty. I am the new mansion doctor that Minister Park has chosen to take care of young sir.” Jimin reached out to shake the doctor's hand that was held in front of him as soon as the other person finished speaking.

“Oh, father sent you here?”

“Yes, right now the situation in the country is not normal. People in the house may be sick or injured from the riots outside. That's why Mr. Park sent me here. I'm Kim Seok Jin. You can call me Doctor Jin, Mr. Lek.”

“Nice to meet you, Doctor.” He politely smiled at Dr. Jin before letting the other person go about his duties.

At this time, Jimin was sitting in a square room, his head thinking. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a calendar placed on the desk in the corner of the room, so he stepped off the bed and reached out to pick it up, seeing the word extremely unlucky appear clearly.

The year 1945 for the world he left was a time that had just recently passed the era of World War II.

Even though they are different worlds, if they are arranged in chronological order, from guesswork combined with the memories of the body owner, this really should be during the war era. He died because of a bomb in the middle of the city and still could not escape the risk of death because in the latter era. Another world war?

Too unlucky!

A month passed like a lie.

Jimin had already adjusted to the new world. He replaced Mr. Park with a smoothness that the people around him couldn't understand. Once, his father came back to eat with him at home because the distance made the other party. He didn't notice that his real son had been impersonated by him.

It's no different from Park Jimin's friends who now think he's the real person. His personality hasn't changed or is a little different from what many people know because he's lucky that he doesn't have many friends or anything. He doesn't know. You don't have to lie so much.

“What's wrong? If you don't hurry up and choose the fabric, I won't wait.” A teasing voice sounded, so Jimin snapped out of his trance and looked at the tall, slender man who had invited him to get a suit made at the newly opened shop.

This person's name is Kim Taehyung and is Park Jimin's classmate. Just flew back from abroad and is the son of the family of Kim. The only son of the Minister of Defense...so big to look at.

“I was thinking about which blue or gray is better.” He handed Taehyung both colors of fabric to help him choose.

After looking at it for a fraction of a second, the other person quickly replied, “Blue, matching your skin.”

“Then I choose blue.”

“Good choice,” Taehyung smiled widely before wrapping an arm around his shoulders and turning to the suit shop owner cheerfully.

“You can cut it according to the measurements. I'll pay for it myself. If you're finished, please send it to the Park Mansion. Excuse me first, ma'am.” With that, she immediately dragged him out of the store.

Suddenly, on a street corner, not far from where the young men of the two families were wandering around, there was a shootout between foreigners and Yao soldiers.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullets had no sights flying around without direction. He, who had unexpectedly ended his life with an explosion, used his speed to pull Taehyung to a low position in time to dodge the bullet's path. before quickly pushing the other party to run away “Never stop running!”

“Don't move.” When he was about to run after him, he was first snatched away as a hostage by the rough hands of a terrorist nearby.

This is too damn bad!

Wherever you go, you'll encounter life-threatening situations. Is there no place for a peace-loving person like him to live?

“If you don't want to die, tell those bastards to stop shooting,” the man with the gun pointed at his temple threatened.

He breathed in and out, dispelling the fear that was rising in his heart. He had already died. This time, he would definitely not die stupidly.

“I will find a way for you to escape from here.”

“In exchange for what?” A stern voice said in the other's ear, pressing the gun close to his temple. This kind of intimidating gesture made Jimin almost lose his mind. His spirit seemed to fly away from his body, but he bit down hard on his lower lip. Until he smelled the fishy smell of blood in his mouth, he forced himself to restrain himself.

“You have to let me go.”

“Yes,” he said before laughing in his throat. “When did you think I was stupid?”

At that moment, the blood in Jimin almost froze into a clot. He was so frightened that he couldn't think of anything else before out of the corner of his eye he saw a man in camouflage pointing a rifle from the top of the building. Another corner of the road

This marksman should be able to help him survive this life-or-death situation.

He thought of ways to get the terrorists to keep their guns pointed away from their heads. their own in order for the person above to seize the opportunity to pull the trigger and take care of the criminal...

"And you think that if you kill me, how will you survive? Heck, if I die, the soldiers will definitely shoot your body until it's riddled with holes," he hissed. While acting like he didn't care about the situation that was happening, "Think carefully about whether you want me to help you or if you're willing to die together here."

“How are you going to save me?” Jimin smiled when he heard the hesitation in his voice.

“Do you see that car? The driver of the car fled but forgot to turn off the car and leave the key in. You can use that car to drive away.” He pointed at a black car parked not far from him and in a flat area suitable for a military shooting range. Secretly aiming and shooting at the top as well.

“Yes, but you have to come with me.”

"agree"

The moment the terrorist reached the car and opened the door with his hand, he jumped at the opportunity and jumped into the car and crouched low in the seat.

Bang!

The second shot came from the barrel of the terrorist's gun, which shot back in a blur and shot through the glass. But luckily it didn't even hit Jimin who was hiding in the car.

Bang!

The second shot came from the barrel of the terrorist's gun, which shot back in a blur and shot through the glass. But luckily it didn't even hit Jimin who was hiding in the car.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Nearly ten more bullets rang out from behind the terrorist, a soldier who had been waiting for a long time. He didn't have to guess to know that the other party would definitely die, but even knowing that, he couldn't stop his body from shaking.

Hurry!

The car door opened and he was hugged so tightly by one arm that he almost couldn't breathe. Looking around, he saw the sleeve of a soldier's shirt. His nose smelled of gunpowder. It seemed like this person was a soldier secretly sniping in the building above.

Surprisingly, that person was Jeon Jungkook...

“You really like to take risks.”

“You also like to save my life,” he replied in a voice that was still shaking. His legs were so stiff that he didn't have the strength to walk. Jungkook saw that and carried Jimin on his back without waiting for him to ask for help.

The strong body of the third general of the army was able to carry Young Master Lek Sakul Pak with ease. The soldiers raised their hands to salute the general in unison and also reported the situation in an orderly manner. ..He's still on Jungkook's back.

“You can put me down first.”

"No, I'm more comfortable staying like this."

“Then do as you please, General Jeon,” he snarled at Jungkook before pursed his lips and had to duck his head to avoid the curious eyes of the soldiers under Jungkook's command who looked at him curiously and like someone who Carrying him will know. So he spoke to the soldiers standing by and watching.

Jungkook said loudly. “He is not someone you can look at. Hurry and disperse and follow orders.”

“Yes, sir!” And with that, the group immediately split up and everyone retreated like bees breaking into a hive.

Jimin said, "You talk too much. I'm a normal person. Why can't people look at me?"

“I don't want to tell you to win my heart,” Jungkook tightens his grip on his legs and turns his head to the side before continuing, “No one wants other people to look at the person they're interested in.”

“You're kidding me.”

“Why would I be kidding? This era is a war era. Even though I had just gone through a big battle, I was a soldier and didn't know that I would die tomorrow. So if I meet someone I like, I won't let them go.”

“Your mouth is not auspicious.” I reached out and touched the other person's red ear, the warmth radiating until he could feel it.

In fact, this person also knows how to be shy, like a normal person...

“You don't blindly touch other people's ears. If I accidentally drop you, what will you do?” Jeon Jungkook shouted, but that's all, his strong arms still carried Park Jimin, showing no signs of dropping him like he said in the slightest.

He didn't know where the road would end, but he was confident that the other party would definitely have the strength to carry him to his destination.

Well, Jungkook's arm muscles are so tight, how can he not take it...

The Park family mansion is open to regular guests as usual. The first one is Kim Taehyung, who doesn't know what he likes about his house. This young man comes to his house almost every week. Each time he comes, he always says "Wow". My head is hot and I'm not feeling well. I'm looking for additional work for the resident doctor to do on a regular basis.

The Park family mansion is open to regular guests as usual. The first one is Kim Taehyung, who doesn't know what he likes about his house. This young man comes to his house almost every week. Each time he comes, he always says "Wow". My head is hot and I'm not feeling well. I'm looking for additional work for the resident doctor to do on a regular basis.

The other person is Jeon Jungkook.

The Third General of the Yao Country Army would always stop by Park's house whenever he left to patrol the city. Each time he came he would bring a bouquet of flowers with him. Then the hairstyle will be perfectly set and sprayed with his usual perfume until Jimin remembers the scent. His face was handsome and clean, unlike the little soldier's face, whose face was black with patches like he had been mixed with dirt and mud.

I feel so sorry for the subordinate who has a boss like General Jon.

“What are you smiling about, little sir?” Kim Taehyung asked sharply, placing a sheet of fever-reducing gel on his forehead. I don't know if I'm really sick or pretending to be sick because aside from being hot, I don't see that this person has any other symptoms.

“It's none of your business,” he replied.

“That's right. I'm not that general who brings you flowers every day, so you don't care.”

“Oh, you're not him.” Jimin nodded in agreement with Taehyung's words. Of course, the other party immediately laughed with delight when he heard this.

“I like him.” His best friend's slender hand reached out to scratch his chin sensually. before continuing, “Then what is the General doing? He hasn't come yet. It's almost evening already, or are you already bored with the owner of this mansion?”

“Taehyung, be quiet…” Before he could finish his words, he saw a soldier walk in and hand him a bouquet of flowers. Strangely, this time Jeon Jungkook didn't come to deliver them like usual.

said the young soldier. “The general asked me to bring this to the gentleman.”

Jimin asked, “So where did he go when he was busy?”

“The General was injured by shrapnel…” Jimin heard a ringing sound in his ears. After hearing the word explosion, his heart immediately dropped to his knees.

He was afraid...a fear that was even more frightening than when he was being held hostage.

The young man's face was pale and trembling until Taehyung hurried to support him, fearing that his best friend would fall and hit him on the head, clinging tightly to the arm of the person beside him before asking the soldier in front of him. “Where is he now?”

“At the military hospital, Mr. Lek.”

“Tell the driver to get out of the car immediately,” Jimin immediately turned to the butler standing nearby. But Taehyung interrupted him first.

“I'm driving myself. Let's go.” His close friend's slender hand pulled off a piece of fever-reducing gel. Before he grabbed his hand and held it in his hand to encourage him, they ran to the garage and drove straight to the hospital.

General Jeon, who everyone was worried about, was sleeping comfortably on the hospital bed.

Fellow professionals sat and preached to him for a minimum of three hours plus. But the army's third-ranking general didn't bother to listen, so the actual complaints entered the left ear and passed through the right ear in vain.

“This guy is really beyond repair. I knew there was a bomb there and I was still going to step on it.”

“I think it was Kim Namjoon who blew it up. And you jumped away in time, so don't complain too much,” Jungkook said, unwrapping the snack the nurse had brought him earlier and stuffing it into his mouth.

His fellow soldiers looked at General Jeon's handsome face, which had no scratch on his body. Looking at it, it doesn't look like someone who was hit by a bomb at all.

Before Kim Namjoon, the fourth-ranked general, could speak, he suddenly spoke up. The room door was violently slammed open.

I'm afraid!

The cute face of the young master of the Park family appeared before the eyes, and a gasp sounded in front of the square room. The little man slowly walked into the room, but his body was still trembling as if he had panicked.

“Master Park…” The Fourth Military General was about to greet Young Master Lek who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. But he had to open his eyes until they almost fell out of their sockets.

Mr. Park rushed over and hugged Jeon Jungkook tightly...very tightly.

“I'm fine.” A deep voice that his fellow soldiers had never heard whispered to the person in his arms, his lips touching the small man's forehead repeatedly. very gently

Out of the corner of his eye, the high-ranking officer saw Young Master Taehyung of the Kim Family waving his hand, calling for him to come out of the sweet atmosphere of his classmates and High Young Master Kim Namjoon, who had just seen his escape. So he didn't hesitate and immediately walked out of the room and closed the door neatly.

The room was quiet but inviting and safe.

Jimin snuggled into General Jeon's arms like a small animal needing warmth. He was relieved to see that the other party was safe, the soul that had wandered off had returned to his body again.

“Don't cry, sweetheart. Who has ever said that they are not a child?”

“You scared me, Jungkook.” He smacked the general's chest once, but still hugged the other person and didn't let go.

"Yes, I know, but darling, I'm safe, see?"

“Who is your beloved?” He buried his face in his strong chest, listening to Jungkook's steady heartbeat, comforting that he was still alive…

“You are my darling. Think about it, even though I almost died I still didn't forget to have my subordinates bring flowers to you.” General Jon said and pressed a kiss to the cheek, his heart rejoicing with happiness at the other party. I'm worried about him this much.

“From now on, you don't have to give me flowers,” he said with full lips. before smiling sweetly, "Let's dress it up in my house and let's help plant flowers."

“Jimin?!” His big eyes widened in shock before he realized that he had been robbed of a kiss by a little person.

“You don't have to be together anymore. Let's go ahead and get married, General."

Who ever said that 'If you meet someone you like, you won't let them go'

-finish-