In a world of past heartbreaks and shattered trust, Jungkook's walls stood tall, shielding him from further pain. Taehyung, a bright presence in his dark world, sought to erase the scars etched on Jungkook's fragile heart. Devoted to cherishing him...
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Jungkook silently ate his choco-vanilla ice cream as he didn't crave any alcohol in his system today while everyone else was having drinks.
"We could have just a normal dinner at some restaurant. You know, the bill was quite heavy." Taehyung pinpointed as he gulped down the rest of his served wine.
"Well, it's a big day for us. Plus the list won't go that long if they didn't eat like pigs." Jin put an accusing finger at Jimin and Hobi. Namjoon smiled, caressing his boyfriend's rosy cheeks.
Hobi makes a voice in his defence, "Hey! No, no for free food. Right, chim?" he put his index finger up in the air, small dimples poking when he pressed his lips in a thin line.
Jimin bobbed slowly, eyes closed as he held his wine glass near his lips but frown peeked at his now empty hand; looking beside Yoongi already had shoved all the alcohol stuff far from his reach muttering 'You had enough.' Jimin sulked, dropping back to his seat.
"Woahh! Cake!" Everyone cheered when the anniversary cake appeared. Namjin shared a long kiss after cutting the cake. The air of the area smelled like unconditional love.
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"Come on, jungkook... don't be like this..." he signed in uneasiness, hands resting on the sides of the cold tiles of the basin as the sound of the rushing water encircled his voice like a mumbling.
His doe eyes chased his picture on the massive square mirror in front. He was alone there.
The air smelled like lavender even in the washroom. After all, it was one of the most reputed restaurants in Seoul.
He closed his eyes in anxiety. He came here by his own will. Everyone looks so happy....so content there. Yet...
Why am I being like this?
The couple's affection somehow seeped through his certain nerves of mindset. He is not jealous of them. He would never. It just stings something inside him. Something deep inside him. He felt like a dolent person. A person full of sorrow. Cause? He has many...
What was the last time he felt loved? Did he ever feel being loved.... cherished? Did he ever? The same affection being returned by the same person you fell for. The true Redamancy. He didn't even believe something like this would ever exist in his life.
"It's ok, Jungkook. They are fine, you are fine. Let's not think about this now. Be a better friend, be a better friend, be a better friend" He chanted to particularly no one but to himself. Wishing nothing but this feeling to go away. But perhaps life has some other plans when he hears...
"Long time no see, baby..." Jungkook felt wet fingers, traced his exposed nick and his eyes shot open. The reflection had his breath hitched and his figure shuddered.
