Brave Things
The Part 34 A Fairy Tale

That afternoon, Jimin and Luna spent some time joking at the swing located in the backyard.

It's not like they've spent a week together. Alienate yourself in the imaginary world of Jimin's creation.

The sweetness created, brought Luna back to remember the early days of marriage. Beautiful, simple, and no demands.

"You never crave? Never at all?" Ask Jimin repeatedly.

Did not finish thinking when his wife said that she did not experience cravings like most pregnant women.

All women experience at least one condition in which they want to eat food or have something strange in the absurd.

Hence he repeatedly urged Luna, to ask for whatever the woman wanted at this moment. Jimin wants to free himself from guilt, because he feels his presence on the side of Luna at the time of pregnancy is quite a bit. He wanted to fulfill everything Luna asked for.

But nil. Luna said she didn't want anything.

"Her time that time. Want sweet roasted sweet potatoes. But you're busy, so I can hold it until I can go to the supermarket. Then I buy and bake myself at home."

Luna's answer sounded very light. Inversely proportional to the impact that Jimin felt when he heard the sentence.

Jimin is always being eroded by guilt, feeling failed to put Luna in a decent condition for the wife. Though he has taken the life of normal Luna, to be replaced with an unstable life and constantly hunted by threats.

That's why he treated Luna as much as possible more than a queen, since settling here. He was cared for and loved, given all his wishes, served all the food he liked.

Whatever Luna wants, Jimin will do.

Except to contact an outsider.

"I'm worried about Jisung."

Jimin rolled a lazy eyeball. "You want to start that topic again? You know I won't change my mind, right?"

No flinching. His hands remained sparing the hair of the man who lay spoiled on his lap. In a gentle swab, it almost makes Jimin sleep if the man does not routinely chug a thick coffee every morning.

"Ehm, I'm just telling you a story."

Really, he wanted to know the state of the outside world. But he also enjoyed how beautiful his little world was with Jimin here. He also has Hanji as a girl friend, as well as Bennedict who always entertains him with delicious cuisine.

Let others say it stupid, but Luna likes this place. Everything looks.perfect.

"Your hair is long again." Firm Jimin soft. Change the topic because you do not want to discuss about Jisung or anything and anyone who is outside this villa.

"Yes. Will it be cut again?"

"You want to?" Jimin asked back.

He remembered last time, it was he who cut Luna's hair forcibly while in Beijing.

That day, some time after Luna wanted to be registered in the same gymnastics place as Meredith.

Jimin was aware of the presence of Andy Wang and his colony there, evidenced by the presence of his youngest wife. I met with Luna.

Jimin hopes to further disguise Luna's appearance by cutting her hair short. Although they never knew the face of the wife, but Jimin did not want to take the risk, and ended up increasingly locked Luna at home without access to meet other people.

For the sake of safety together.

Yes, now Luna's safety is also Jimin's safety. Because without Luna, Jimin thinks he'll die too.

Andy Wang's. Jackson Wang's. Meredith and Luna. The four humans who cannot meet each other. He will take care of them as hard as Temaga.

Any way he will take, to hide the figure of his wife and prospective children.

Although he had to watch Luna's unwilling cry, he tried to pay attention to the ears, cutting the beautiful hair of the wife they both loved, leaving the strands of hair as far as the shoulders.

"...I don't know. It's up to Jimin."

Actually not very important. Her hair had grown about two inches. Moreover, they are in the blind spot of all human attention. Not having to make Luna hide when their position is very hidden from the radar.

But Jimin misses him. Jimin likes Luna with short hair. More fit and youthful look. Also a little more, sensual?

Jimin likes how Luna's neck, which is always decorated with her former kisses, unfolds freely at sight. It is as if the sign of pregnancy on the wife's stomach is not enough, to show that this woman devotes her life to him.

"I'll get the scissors." Jimin said, nimble to move from Luna's lap to go into the house, hurry to the living room and open the closet drawer.

Casually, he picked up a black scissor that was next to each other with various types of pistols and bullet stock.

Like nothing is strange. It's common to be treated to a gun, even though Luna never saw it.

Jimin again walked out, finding Luna welcoming him with a smile of joy.

The woman loved her long hair. Very much like. Another thing that Luna voluntarily gave to Jimin, to be seen.

Luna kept watching Jimin. The man was already sitting in front of him back with a pair of scissors in his hand. Claiming annoyed because he forgot to bring other equipment even though he was standing taking scissors into the house. Feeling in vain to waste energy.

Not wanting to bother, Jimin called Hanji to deliver equipment to cut their hair.

A lot is left behind. Such as mirrors, combs, protective cloths and hairpins.

"Wait a minute, Hanji will soon deliver the comb and the covering cloth. What do you want a model for?" As if playing the role of a hairstylist, Jimin directed Luna to sit on her back.

Slicing Luna's hair with her fingers, collecting the beautiful strands into one. The part of the neck that was plastered, he kissed with affection.

Luna looked over and smiled.

Unlike the first cut, the second cutting procession this time they did was filled with merrily laughter.

Jimin can really be sweet if he wants to. You can act tough when you are emotional. Duality.

"You want to cut her hair again?" Hanji came with a protest, but still brought what Jimin had asked through a phone call.

"Yes. It's been a long time."

"You shouldn't have to cut Luna's hair. She's never been short-haired since Junior High!"

Not 20 seconds together, but they've had a fight.

Hearing the commotion, Luna turned around. Found Jimin frozen with scissors that had been ready to cut, but was held back because he was shocked to hear Hanji's scolding.

"...i asked to be cut. It's okay Hanji, I like short hair. Easy to maintain."

Lying. Luna did it because of Jimin.

That fact makes Hanji even more hate to see the situation that his best friend has been in all this time.

Can't bear to see how Luna is far from changing from the figure she used to know.

Jimin manipulates Luna this badly.

"Based on a stupid girl." He said that then immediately left. No matter the muddy boots littered the marble floor, which was mopped cleanly every day by Benedict.

"Do we cancel it?" Jimin. The situation became quiet after a small quarrel between Hanji and Jimin.

Jimin thought it was not impossible for Luna to hate the short hair she cut.

All this time she had always been used to Luna putting aside her own desires, in order to carry out what her husband wanted. It's natural to accept the fate Jimin chose for him.

He was even still hesitant, although Luna shook her head in response to his sentence.

"Just do. I love short hair now. Shampooing is easy and I look young again."

What does it have to do with short hair and looking young?

Reason too forced.

"If I told you I'd prefer you with long hair?"

Luna was silent, looking thoughtful.

"Did you like my hair long?"

Never mind. Jimin refused to talk about it.

Jimin doesn't want to argue for too long, and just wants to carry out the original plan.

The plan should be slightly revised. He finally cut off a little of his hair. It wasn't as short as it used to be when she first cut Luna's hair while in Beijing.

"Not to be shortened anymore?" Ask Luna when she looked in the mirror with the small mirror Hanji brought.

"That's enough. Just like that, more beautiful." Jimin looked at the mirror Luna was holding straight with her face.

"Kiss?" Said Jimin who suddenly supported Luna's body from behind. He closed his face to the woman's right side.

The hand that Luna used to hold the mirror, she directed to embrace the husband's neck from the side. Kissing and******* lips that always give him a good morning kiss, and a good night kiss while he's here.

It's always intense indeed, the skinship between Jimin and Luna all over the house.

No matter being out in the open, with a stretch of grass, and under the sun, Jimin's hands smoothly slipped behind the loose clothes worn by women in his arms.

"...do not here," Luna said with the state of their lips are still slightly attached. Indeed, he let go just to commemorate Jimin, because they felt their kiss was getting heated up.