When Eunbee comes back to Korea and meets her childhood best friend Kim Taehyung who is now a member of the most famous boyband, BTS, the last thing that comes into her mind while she is enjoying the nostalgia those glazed eyes and boxy smile brings...
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Two months.
It's been that long since he's heard from Yerin. He doesn't know where she is and if she's okay or not; whether she remembers him or not.
No one lost their memories so he thinks Yerin might not have either.
Not a day passes by with Jungkook anticipating her arrival, daydreaming about what he'll do when she comes to him and the next moment, he's thinking of the worst— if she will ever come to him. Them resuming to their original schedules is successful enough to keep him distracted from these thoughts but the members can't help but notice how Jungkook manages to remember her in the smallest breaks and then he looks like someone's sucked the soul out of him.
Someday, Yoongi or Jin would reassure him that she will be fine and that he should keep himself healthy and happy until she returns— she would want that. On some other day, Namjoon would slip in some harsh reality that 'even though I know she will be fine, you can't continue this way because a lot of people depend on you' and Jungkook doesn't mind.
He appreciates every word his Hyungs say to him because he needs those, he needs them.
After all, the only reassurance he has left, are them.
The tattoos have gone, left behind the bare skin.
Except for the plethora of flowers on the centre of his chest, the one that makes his heart bloom at her thought.
The manager was actually so relieved when Jungkook showed up with his neck and face, without the ink and had hugged him so tight. Jungkook wasn't sure either, whether he should be happy about it because all he could think was how he would never know what Yerin is going through anymore.
Just like on days he feels like he won't be able to sleep well, Jungkook doesn't go home. He does nothing special, just anything that puts him to sleep on the couch that is cushiony enough for him to rest comfortably. He plays a game, loses, starts watching a show. Gets bored, decides to scroll through his phone and places it back as soon as Yerin's wallpaper comes on the screen.
He lies down the next moment, playing a snippet of the song he's working on. The producer said it needs a little more work and Jungkook listens to it on repeat until it starts sounding like a lullaby to him. He wakes up with a loud knock on his door and Jungkook rubs his eyes before mumbling, "Jhope, is that you?"
But he stills when he opens the door.
He looks away, blinks his eyes, rubs his eyes— he isn't dreaming this, is he?
"Yerin..."
"Hi," she greets him, "Sorry to disturb you, but I didn't want to go back home without seeing you—"
