Twilight of Itaewon | Taekook ✔

10. Starry Weekends

Nights under stars are the best in someone's dark story and no need for a teacher to teach that lesson. Saturday it was, Jeongguk was walking through the footpaths of Itaewon with a blissful heart.

But we can say his mind wanders around that certain one. They're poles apart. Their ideologies, their belief, everything is different. Fun fact, he's connected to that path. At least one of them crosses their paths of life.

The night was cold. He enjoyed the smooth breeze that touched his hair and dim fed lights of the streets lead him to his destination.

The paths of his life changed when 221 happened to him. Illegal sleep is now his favorite. Taehyung's lavender-scented blanket now smells like Jeongguk's expensive Bleu De Chanel perfume. The bed embraces Jeongguk's dreams while sleeping.

The officer opened the door of 221. He doesn't have anyone to explain what he was doing and why he was doing that. He was free to choose and leave. What a life!.

Jeongguk sat on the couch. The soft material comforts him. Silly how he felt someone massaging his nape and tensed shoulders whispering sweet nothings to him. Maybe it was the thoughts of Jennie? It should be. But heart can't lie. Neither desires.

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_Flashback_

The cold room was even more suffocating when he was alone sitting on the couch. Taehyung was tired. He leaned on the couch and closed his eyes. Jimin was out to his usual routine leaving Taehyung all alone in that dorm.

'Oh, how much I wished for someone's here by my side to tell me everything will be alright or maybe run their hands in my messy hair. I miss something in my life and I don't even know what's it.'

Taehyung thought. His mind was clouded. He was always like this. Searching for the unknowns, he does get something for the ways. But still, his tummy doesn't fill. He loves when the universe surprises him. And the boy was waiting for that.

Even it's late, Taehyung doesn't want to sleep. He was exhausted. But sleep is not what he needed now.

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Whoever invented earphones, thank you. Thank you for bringing light to my dark sky with this, so that music could touch the right spots.

But my special gratitude goes to Namjoon hyung. Yesterday I was just wondering about my old life and he may be guessed it.

"Do you have a playlist on your phone ?"

He asked. First I was confused. What's my mood swings and thoughts have to do with a playlist?

"Yeah, why?"

I replied. Did I tell you Namjoon hyung has a dimple that provokes everyone to look only at him when he's smiling?

Yes. That was illegal.

Anyways...

"Here, memories sounds beautiful through earphones"

He said. I was confused at first. He was offering his earphones. I was never a fan of music. It's just a time pass for me. I never thought deeply about music.

But now that he told me, and I put them to avoid the chaos inside, it feels euphoric. Namjoon hyung is right. It's insane. Thanks, Joon.

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The paragraph of that page finished and Jeongguk stopped like he had a cardiac arrest. He paused and flipped the pages backward to check whether if he missed pages in between. No.

One night he was hearing how Tae hates to be there, how he questioned the GangBangtan. And now, he was thanking Namjoon. This is sick.

"The hell happened in between? How? Why?"

Jeongguk was rambling. He wanted the answers. And guess what, he can get it only from one person who isn't even heard his questions.

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This weekend we planned to go out for a movie. Everyone agreed to it. Now my greatest confusion is- what to wear.

I know it's Wednesday, and I'm insane to plan for the coming Saturday. I know Jimin will help me. But I'm new to these things. I really wanted to try what Jimin said earlier. Red silk top and tight black leather pants. It wouldn't be that bad, right?

I was in owe when Jimin doing a little makeup the other day. How did he learn everything? It was like magic when he matches the clothes and accessories to make a perfect combination from my limited stuff.
We sometimes even wear matching clothes and shares them. It's a good feeling though.

Anyways, weekend--
Yeah, weekend. It's not like I'm completely okay with their plans. You know, I don't want to spell that boring word again and again- I.N.T.R.O.V.E.R.T.

It feels cool to break those barriers which made for nothing. The rules that don't let you grow, you should break them, right?

A week ago, I didn't even expect them to hear my stories. All I need was patience. It might be boring. But they understood my points. The way I'm.

I was wondering what if they didn't cancel their outing and sit on the campus corridor? I will never be able to find what nights under stars look like. I will never be able to find peace with them. If they didn't do it, I would probably regret my whole life because of pushing them away. But I'm saved.

My reading habit once told me that being with a friend in darkness is better than being alone in the light.

"Miracle"

Hobi hyung screamed as they found me joining their walk with Jimin. We smiled. That moment, as walking through the footpaths, next to them, laughing and sharing stories, I realized- this is a kind of bliss, this is what I need which I never realized. This is what I was searching and look what the universe got for me.

I shared my story- what it takes to be a class topper who hadn't any friends, who hadn't anyone by his side to lean on. But they didn't judge me. Instead, I got a tight hug from them. It was warm and soft. Just like Saturday night. Just like Namjoon hyung told me, we will go far, but together.

Yeah, far but together.

Good night!

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Jeongguk isn't confused anymore. Breaking the stereotype is just like breaking a rule. It's not easy, it's wrong, it has consequences, it will hurt, you will be judged. But as long as you're happy, as long as you're you, everything is fair. Fair enough to be yourself.

Jeongguk is not sad about what he read. It's not like he can change it. Come on, it's not even his life.

The officer closed his eyes leaning on the couch and plugged his earphones. As soon as the song started playing, Jeongguk smiled to himself. Heart in peace, soul healed. It's indeed bliss.

So, we got Taetae's diary and a flashback.

I don't know how is it, but I hope you guys liked it...

Take care...

~AnecdotesOfABroken