Forget Me Not

18.

"Hello?" Mr.Han waves his hand in my face.

I swat his hand away. "Leave me alone."

"Why? You come into my store all sulky and bothering me. I should be the one to tell you to leave me alone."

I give him a playful glare. "I thought you missed me."
Ever since new broke out about Jungkook and me I've been so busy with trying to balance work and public appearance schedules from Big Hit that I rarely stopped by the store anymore.

"Yes, I missed you. I missed the money you brought me whenever you shopped here. Now you just eat all my snacks without paying me."

"You won't accept my money!" I defended.

"Whatever." He goes to restock the shelves.

Mr.Han bends down to pick up the heavy box, but I hurry to do it for him instead.

"I'm not that old." He complains.

"Just accept the help." I stick my tongue out at him. I follow him throughout the aisle, holding the box of drinks as he organized them onto the shelves.

"You having relationship problems?"

"Is it obvious?" I groaned.

"Is this Jungkook kid the guy you were telling me about? The one from highschool?"

My eyes pop out of my head. "How'd you know?"

"I'm old. Not blind." He tsk his tongue. "I figured it out years ago. How could I not when you would glare at their commercial posters in my store or change the channel on the TV whenever they showed up. When I started selling their coffee you pushed them to the back of the other coffees."

"A normal person would have just assumed that I was not a BTS fan."

He flicks me on the head. "Am I normal person to you?"

I smirk. "Nah. Below average."

"Yah!" He goes to smack me, but I jump away before he could.

"Ahjussi, you need to work on your speed." I poke fun at him.

He ignores the comment. "Why are you all depressed then? You got the boy back."

I let out a deep sigh. "Not really..."

He raises his brow at me.

Right.. He doesn't know it's fake.

"I mean, yes we're back together, but I don't know if I should continue it. I'm scared he's going to leave again."

"Jade. Listen to me when I say that life gives you many opportunities without you even realizing it. If you don't take a hold of it when it's presented to you, you're going to regret a lot of things. Don't be scared of the outcome even if it's negative because then at least you'll know you did everything in your power. Don't live life with regrets kid. It'll eat you up."

-

Mr. Han's words stays with me as I take the long route home to think.

Inside my mind right now is a battle of the fear of heartbreak again, resent against Jungkook, and anxiety about whether or not I should just give in. I wish I had a crystal ball that could look into the future and tell me.

I  cuddle up on my sofa and turn the TV on. The guys are in Busan today for their Muster event and they're live streaming it. I watch as they dance around the stage. I smile seeing how happy they looked. This is my first time actually watching a performance of their's. I always purposely avoided watching them. They're one hell of a performer that's for sure.

Every time the camera moved to Jungkook I felt myself getting giddy, like a kid in a candy store. I haven't seen or talk to him in two weeks since the field. It's not possible for someone to get even hotter in that short of a time span right? Whenever the camera cut away, I would try to see if I could see him in another member's shot.

"Ugh. What is wrong with me." I think out loud whenever I caught myself feeling disappointed when Jungkook didn't show up on the screen.

They were doing the ending ment and finally it was Jungkook's turn to speak.

"I hope you guys enjoyed the new song I just released." Jungkook closes up his speech.

New song? I didn't know he released a new song.

I hurried over to my phone and clicked on a link that brought me to their Soundcloud.

Wait.

I never went out of my way to listen to their music before.

What am I doing?

My fingers have a mind of it's own and press play.

His sweet voice confessing his heart's thoughts fills the room, entrances me.

That day, that moment,

if I had known that if it would be like this,

I would've kept more of them in my memories

When would it be

When I meet you again,

I'll look into your eyes and tell you

"I've missed you"

In the memories of entrancing moments,

even if I dance alone, it still rains

When this fog gets lifted up,

I will run to you on my wet feet

Hold me there

Behind your faint smile looking at me,

I'd like to paint a beautiful purple color

Even if our steps might be in different frequencies,

I'd like to walk on this path with you

Still With You