32: And everytime my Heart beats.

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"I love you."
Jungkook mumbled, kissing her forehead, as he hugged her tightly. She smelled like him. Was it the hug or was it just a mistaken conception? Jungkook doesn't want to know. He just knows that her warmth is surrounding her.
Maya on the other hand held him tightly, sobbing occasionally. Her tears laid a wet patch on his chest. Why did that darn pain come back?

"Maya do you really want me to touch you?"
Jungkook tucked her hair at the back of her ear. His long fingers then softly held her hair, bringing her closer. A whimsical smoke surrounding them.
As soon as their lips were about to meet, Maya felt the numbing pain come back. She flinched, moving away from Jungkook. Her palms pressed on her temple. Her pain tolerance was lower than the usual bunch. Tears made their way through her eyes. Jungkook knew exactly what was up. He quickly pulled her into a hug, rubbing her back, holding her tight, whispering,
"I'm here Maya. You can snap back. I'm here for you Maya. Snap out of it Maya. Snap out of it once, and you'd always have the upper hand. I'm right here Maya. Feel my heart beat for you. I'm here. I'll always be here."

Mujigaecheoreom jiwojin kkumeul chaja hemaet eulkka
Haneuri paraeseo, haetsari binnaseo
Unmyeong gateun heunhan malgwa dalla
Wae naneun neoinji? wae hapil neoinji?
Nae nunmuri deo jal boina bwa
Apeun neoui nunbichi nawa gateun goseul boneun geol
Wae neoreul tteonal suga eomneunji?
Won't you please stay in dreams

Maya shot her eyes open. Feeling breathless, her sweaty fingers grasping Jungkook's biceps. The distorted voices were fading, so wa sthe numb pain. Maya sat there in a pool of sweat drenching from her. Tears made her feel miserable. Why did it have to happen like that?

Maya buried her face in Jungkook's chest. Jungkook was drawing circles on her back. Maya couldn't meet his eyes. Of course he deserved better than Maya. Someone mentally stable. Someone who wouldn't be so insecure.
"Insecurity's a bitch, Angel. I love you. And only you. There's no one else for me. I loved you. I loved you with your insecurities, your flaws. I loved you with my everything. I don't care what the world says. I'll always be with you. I'll always be your comfort zone."
Maya laid there. His cologne was soft. Maya felt safe in his cold embrace.

I've seen peasants, I've seen kings
Dear lovers, it ends where it begins.

"Kookie, I was thinking about the psychic."
"Honestly, even I couldn't get her off of my mind. It was weird how she said..."
They both said in unison,
"it ends where it begins."
They both giggled. How they were on the same page, same line, amused them.
"Where do you think it began Kookie?"
Maya said, looking him in eyes. Her nose and cheeks had picke dup colour for crying. Jungkook rubbed her cheeks gently with his thumb,
"I'm scared of where it will end."

Fresh smell of belgian waffle triggered Maya's nostrils. It brought her out of her thoughts. She saw Jin flash her a bright smile, before passing th eplate of belgian waffles towards her,
"You would like it, Maya."
Maya smiled back, but couldn't be as warm as Jin,
"Thank you Oppa."
Jin's skin was smooth and glassy. His lips were luscious like a bratz doll. His eyes were captivating. His voice was soothing. His aura was fun and goofy.
But after from all this, he eventually was the oldest of the group. The Hyung. He had a serious persona. A one that intimidated every one in the room. His concern was always about his namdongsaengs. Bangtan Sonyeondan. Would he know? Should Maya talk it out? Now or never!
"Oppa!"
"Yes?"
Maya gulped down all her contemplations. So what she looks silly. She better ask someone.
"Oppa, where do you think a love story begins?"
His eyes widdened, almost choking on the mouthful of waffle. Was Maya doubting her love with Jungkook? But Jungkook is way too into her! Way too much!
"Why are you asking that?"
Maya heard a shift in his tone. Her eyes widened, she quickly shook hwr head,
"Oppa I still love Jungkook and I'm not doubting our love. It's just a question that popped in my mind out od nowhere. I love Jungkook and he's my forever after."
"Good."
Jin continued chewing. Noticable thing about his anger? Well, he doesn't get angry, he get's angwy. Maya smiled, if only she had an Unnie... Actually 6 other Unnie's, each befitting the members' age.
Maya smiled popping the rich waffle in her mouth. Warm waffle never tasted better than today.
"You know, I think love begins, where your eyes first met. Yeah, the first time you locked eyes and felt it was destiny."
Jin's eyes were fixed on the plate. He was slicing his waffle elegantly. Occasionally popping blueberries into his mouth. Maya coudln't feel happier.
"Thank you so so so much Oppa!"

"Kookie are you even listening?"
Maya snapped her fingers in front of the half asleep boy. He smiled and rubbed his eyes. He pulled her closer, his morning voice killing her,
"Yeah I am sunshine."
"What did I just say?"
Maya rested her palms on her waist, tilted her head, raising an eyebrow.
Jungkook giggled, still half asleep,
"Since we both know that another realm exists, and we are troubled by what's the truth and what's the lie. Now, as the psychic said, it ends where it begins. We have some clues to end this fiasco. One my songs. We can decode them. Two, where we first met. So the thing here is, in real life we bumped into each other in the busy streets. Then the red string incident mear the park. These two are the events that can be taken in account when talked about beginnings. But beginnings can mean a lot. It can mean the drunk incident or TokkiKookie. Anything. It can also mean the dreams. You feel down. Because you thought had found a clue, and now keep demeaning yourself that you didn't and your wrong. You aren't wrong. What you saying is a strong possibility. You aren't wrong. You just don't have sufficient confidence about it. We'll work on it. Trust me."
Maya slumped down. Feeling guilty. He was listening to every word she said. She awkwardly giggled,
"You were listening..."
He purred,
"A person dies if they don't listen to their heartbeat."

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