LOST | KTH (feat. JJK & PJM) ✔️

LOST 2: Not. Again.

Opening my eyes slowly, and tiredly, I was met by worried eyes that were examining my face carefully.

"Ray, you worried me so much!" He sat me up on the bed to hug me tightly, which I gladly returned as I held onto his shirt, feeling tears gathering in my eyes just to see him in my room.

"I was so scared." I mumbled which made him pull away, looking at my face closely.

"Why? What happened?" He asked in both concern and confusion.

"I-" I was about to speak, but I quickly got up from MY bed, feeling a little dizzy as my legs touched the ground again. I shook my head, trying to balance myself.

I looked at myself in the mirror as I saw my reflex in my usual comfy clothes while my hair barely reached the middle of my neck. Then, I started to look in every corner in the house, making sure that everything was normal. My. Normal.

"Raina, what are you doing?" I heard his voice from behind as he followed me out of the room.

"How old am I?"

"Stop joking around." He raised an eyebrow at me, not understanding what I was internally going through.

"Just say it," I stopped for a second, releasing a heavy sigh. "Please, Jungkook."

"You're 21!" He exclaimed, causing a wide grin to be drawn on my face. "And for the record, before you even start one of your fights, I did remember it and I did bring you a gift. Remember?" Then, an infamous smirk was plastered on his face. "That almost useless black lace linge-"

"I do remember!" I quickly interrupted him, giggling at his never changing personality of being playful.

"So, tell me," He started, his voice gaining a little seriousness in it. "What was happening with you? I came here, and I found you sleeping. I tried to wake you up, but you wouldn't."

"I was having a.. Long dream." I sighed, recalling the very vivid images that I'd just woken up from.

"Long dream?" He wondered in surprise and confusion.

"Let's not talk about it now." I shook my head as I pushed my own thoughts of that perfect stranger and his kids away. I went to Jungkook, circling my arms around his neck, feeling his on my waist which didn't cause me shivers like-Let's stop thinking about the dream already!

"What are you thinking about?" Jungkook asked, tilting his head at me.

"Nothing." I smiled, shaking my head slightly. "I just missed you so much."

"I missed you too." He mumbled under his breath as he leaned down, placing his lips on mine eagerly, which I would usually respond to with my pleasure, but honestly, I couldn't.

So, for the first time ever, I had to fake the kiss. My mind refused to obey me and stop thinking about my so-called dream. I couldn't stop thinking about one detail of it.

It felt so real.

I sighed between the kiss, which Jungkook misunderstood, and held me up, going towards the bed. It wasn't like he was being uncaring or selfish. Usually, when he'd go on such trips, we would be missing each other just like any other couple.

It was different only this time because of my dream.. It felt so naive to call it a dream even.

I stood in the humble balcony of my apartment, staring out in the streets as I watched people walking here and there, recalling how silent the area outside the stranger's mansion was.

Just as I was about to mentally scold myself for not being able to stop thinking about him in particular, I heard Jungkook place a tray of two cups of coffee on the side table, handing me one of them. "I felt like you need it."