"Friends?"
I swallowed the lump forming in my throat, hoping to simmer what felt like my breakfast, that started making its way up my body. My hands hesitated, like my body was reacting in place of my empty thoughts. Friends? I stared at his outstre...
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JK POV
I wanted to leave her with only the memories of me. I figured it was the best decision for the both of us. I had a life that was too much to handle, and I didn't want to tangle her up in all of the drama that would follow if we continued. I wanted her to remember me only as Jungkook and not as Jungkook from BTS. I was going to say my goodbyes and then leave it all behind me. I wanted to give her a memory worth remembering, something that she could cherish only for herself, and I was going to leave it at that. I stood in front of the elevator doors, ready to let it all fall into place as it should, but the image of her saddened expression burnt my mind. Why was I making the decision for her? The elevator doors opened in front of me, and I didn't have it in me to take a step forward.
As if they had a mind of their own, my feet turned away from the now closing doors and without even realising it, I found myself running back towards her room. Her figure stood between the frame of her door, hesitating to close the door like she was too scared to close our little chapter. Without a fleeting thought, my arms were wrapped around her waist, lips pressed against each other, her smell engulfing my senses entirely. My grip on her sides got stronger with every passing movement of our lips. She was perfect.
I wanted her to make her own choice. If she wanted to continue what we had, if she wanted me just as much as I wanted her, maybe then I could shove the worries I had down into a corner of my brain and just let us happen. I gave her a choice. I told her to find me. That way she could decide for herself.
April 14, 2018
It's been a little over 2 years since I saw Y/N. I never really knew about her, but my memory of her never really left. Everything about Y/N imprinted itself in my brain, causing my every sparing moment to be filled with the hours spent with her. Whenever I kissed another girl, I had imagined her lips against mine. I imagined her smell filling me up like it did back then. I imagined her body pressed against mine so eagerly and passionately. She was intoxicating and addictive. I wanted to go back. I wanted to go back and find her, but my life continued. And it only got busier with every day that passed.
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"Yah, Jungkook-ah" I lift my head from my phone towards the voice. Namjoon-hyung, who is standing in the view of the cameras, was waving his hand signalling me to join him and Hobi-hyung. The members and I were busy all morning with our scheduled photoshoots for our upcoming album. Our schedules were beyond packed, and any free moment we got, we would spend it either cooped up in our rooms playing games or sleeping. We finished our shoot on time at 10:30am, with our next schedule being dance practice from 10:45am to 4pm. We headed to our changing rooms to get into something more comfortable to practice in, and headed straight to practice.
