Jungkook is just another 24-year old who lives his life but little does he know, that the things that he experiences around him, not only makes him different but it isn't a curse like he thinks it is. Yuna is an experienced psychologist who has come...
It was almost the end of the week and the day Yuna will return from California was just around the corner. Jungkook felt quite impatient, he felt restless to his very core..
He missed her... His Yuna ... Jungkook blushed.
- Wait... ' MY YUNA !!?' What was this? My cheeks.. Why are they so red..? what is this... Damn this is ...
But no matter what he said all of this was so beautiful to him, this whole episode of thinking about a different person, waiting and craving for their presence. Maybe if she would not have left, if she hadn't called for two whole days, he would not even had realized how big part of his life this girl now played for him.
Yuna will land at 5 in the morning. The late riser Jungkook was all prepared to meet her half an hour before the scheduled time.
' Wow Jeon Jungkook, now you can get up huh...' said Jungkook looking at the mirror , wondering how he, the Great Unbothered Jeon Jungkook was doing everything he had never done... ' Is an effortless look more suitable for this early morning ? Or should I -'
Jungkook stopped rambling and looked hard at his reflection in the mirror with his eyes, now large with bewilderment at his own behavior-
'What does it matter what I wear.. The hell is wrong with me..? I'm going to receive her why am I being all deliberative about my appearance..? Damn Jeon Jungkook.. just go...'
Yuna's flight had landed fifteen minutes after the scheduled time. The late night flight was quite tiring for her and all she wanted was to just go home and sleep. Outside the glass walls of Incheon airport it was still dawn as Yuna walked by them feeling quite sleepy, the suitcase rolling behind her. She let out a long yawn but after she removed her hands from her face she saw a familiar face searching fervently among the passing crowd.
' Is it..? Jung.. Jungkook..? No way.. he knew I'll land today...but-' but she did not know about the whole receiving her idea that Jungkook had planned all by himself.
The Sun rose and the morning rays fell on his figure just as he turned towards her and smiled. He looked so sparkling under the bright sun rays, he looked so angelic and so wholesome that it seemed like a dream. She lost herself looking at the tall guy in front of her, as if her sleep gave way to an autumn dreamland.
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Jungkook finally found her after the rush of the airport had lightened a bit. There she stood staring back at him, the sun shining all over her brown messy hair, her face was tired but still she looked as such which gave his core energy back.
He took a step towards her, trying not to look at her long enough as if she were the Sun, but still viewing her as the Sun even without looking.
Yuna came to her senses as she realized Jungkook moving towards her. She was so dazed that she could not help but squint her eyes, her cheeks turning hot as she flashed a smile back at him, waving.
' Hey.. I didn't know you would come... what's up?'
'Well it was a ...uhm Surprise...'
Seeing Jungkook hesitating Yuna laughed saying ' Pleasant one sure thing! Not a heart attacking one..' Yuna winked.
He grinned.
'Come on I'll drop you home. Get some rest will you, you look ragged..'
'I AM ragged I swear... Did not get to sleep the whole night and I feel like I might fall off anytime now..'
' Don't you even try.. you look heavy enough for me to lift you up..'
Letting out a mischievous grin Jungkook started to run as the already agitated Yuna started to chase behind him... looking all flustered.
'This is blasphemous.. You little thing ! Stop there... Hey-'
No matter how they reacted, they liked it anyhow. The fluster, the pushes from the crowd around them, the carelessness as grown up people.. they liked it all.
She was vulnerable when it came to him. He crashed into her soul like it was his to begin with... She was rare and though his mind pretended not to know but his soul whispered that he should and would never compare her to any other woman.
They were like Celestial Nymphs to the other, causing cosmic warfare with each other's souls... They were like a supernova to each other... One knew and one did not.. yet.
