Jungkook loved the crowd, walking in it mindlessly, not being acknowledged by anybody. Not that he wasn't there, people simply didn't care. He was apart of the mass, fitting in, travelling among people as if he did not stand out. Nobody for him in a crowd stood out, every time he would see a face he could barely remember it a few seconds later. So, why was it that he suddenly came to halt; people swarming around him as his eyes met those of a stranger, stopping just the same. The noise around them seemingly seemed as if it was not there, blocked out, only some people walking between them. Both were drowned in the busy crowd and yet their eyes met. Jungkook could not deny the fact that maybe not everyone in a crowd went unnoticeable because how could something so ethereal ever miss his sight. And suddenly, the boy saw the world in colour, the way the sun shined on that glistening the street, the way the bright blue of the sky made it a beautiful day, the way the noise around him was a simple melody of life.
His heart had found the rhythm of love, skipping every time the stranger would blink. His stomach twisting and turning, was this what people called butterflies? An absurd metaphor to call this odd sensation as if he were nervous but in a delighted way. Jungkook found himself drowning in the strangers gaze, the music in his ears surprisingly changing to a sweet lovely melody. His body felt light as he could not tear his gaze away, was this what the people called cloud 9? This blissful feeling that swayed through his bones? Was this what many called love at first sight?
However, his thoughts found themselves being interrupted when the crowd in front of him grew, people standing in his way to gaze at the endearing stranger. And, just like that he was gone, pulled back into the crowd, and Jungkook felt himself standing on the ground again; his feet too heavy to move as gravity pulled him back in. And now that feeling of lightness in his chest disappeared as he found himself growing empty again, his mind once again becoming one with the crowd as he let out a sigh and turned around, ready to walk away. But that was when a hand grabbed his wrist, catching Jungkook by surprise. He found himself, staring at the hand that held his wrist, his eyes trailing up and meeting those of a familiar stranger.
"Ah- ehm- sorry", the stranger spoke as he let go of Jungkook, "I'm Taehyung." Jungkook blinked as he suddenly felt the lightness return to his bones, his eyes widening in surprise as a small smile filled his face, "Jungkook."
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A/N Sorry, I am in a good mood xD as you can probably tell. I was messing around a bit with my writing as you can see.
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FanfictionRandom one-shots, constructed through raging ideas and boredom. TRIGGER WARNING! There are serious topics discussed in this, such as violence and assault. Read at your own risk. TopTae&BottomJk (Requests are closed) Sorry for any grammar mistakes...