Time Skip~
Jungkook's POV
After breakfast, I opened News on my phone and what I wanted to see was infront of my eyes. The whole Korea was shocked, everyone was discussing about 'How can five big companies of Korea grow widely at the same plan?' I just smiled and closed my laptop.
I opened the drawer of the nightstand, there was a group picture of all seven of us. Some sweet memories were recalled by my brain immediately. We all met randomly and today we all are together just like diamond molecules, hard and strong as fuck.
Jin hyung, Tae hyung and Joon hyung are handling the Kim association together as brothers.
Jung Company, Park Firm and Jeon Corporation, all of them were given happily to their official heirs. Suga hyung was not from a well family, so we all invested our money to make him what he is today, but we never discuss it because it is really cheap to talk about your own kindness.
I smiled for the last time and placed the picture back inside the drawer. Someone interrupted me by knocking the door.
I opened the door and saw someone unexpected... YN. She smiled brightly and I did the same. I did not want her to come inside because I do not want to hurt her...again. I tried my best to block the door and prevent her from coming inside, but she carelessly came in.
She started to admire every single detail of my room and her mouth was left ajar. To be honest, I am pretty sure she liked it, her expression was mind blowing.
"I am completely speechless, Jungkook," she commented and I smirked because each and every object in this room was selected by me.
"I am glad that you liked it," I thanked with a genuine smile.
"I did not like it, I love it," she corrected while taking a break between the sentence.
Everything was going well, but unfortunately she looked at a painting which I did not want her to see, atleast not for now. With some slow steps, she moved closer and closer to that portrait and with her steps my heartbeat increased on a high rate.
"What is the meaning of this painting?" she questioned while pointing towards it. That painting contains a lot of hidden messages, but she was not in a condition to know what the piece of canvas actually potrays.
There was a picture of a girl and a boy holding their pinkies and walking away. Both of their faces were hidden and the dusk added more value to it. I diverted my eyes from that potrait to her and started to explain it deeply while being a bit reticent too.
"It is a picture which can define affection and love. I am not good at explaining love like Chaerin Noona, but I can merely define what I see in this Canvas. A girl and a boy making a promise to be each other's forever, even if world tries to separate them. They are exactly five years old and they have had such a memorable relationship. This picture is such an exquisite example of First-True Love," I explained and I could feel that she was deeply noticing the potrait, maybe trying to figure out exactly what it is. She smiled and shifted her magnificent eyes to mine.
"I wish that they be each other's forever, even if the world tries to separate them. Although, true love is rare and is experienced by only a few," she voiced and that brought a brighter smile on my face, but deep inside I wanted to tell her what it actually is, maybe at the right time which is still in the future which is just like mirage to a thirsty merchant in desert.
"Anyways, what do you think about love?" she questioned out of the blue.
"Well, love is like a drug which can either destroy us, if taken illegally, but it has unyielding healing powers too if taken as medicines. People often change because of this affection," I stated with deep meanings.
"I do not know if you are comfortable with it or not, but have you ever been in true love, for the first time?" she asked randomly again as if she was interested in my love life.
"I did fell in love for the first time and I was very young. I loved to tell her that I could do anything for her, even if it sacrifices my own life. She always used to giggle at my cheesy lines. She used to kiss me on my cheeks whenever I used to cry or feel sad, sometimes I used to act sad for a free kiss. Every memory of us is fresh and secured in my heart," I added, imagining her in front of my vision. YN's smile was ending up little by little for some unknown reason
"What about you?" I asked to lift-up her mood, even though the reason of her vanishing smile was not predictable.
"I feel in love too, but-"
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