Euphoria

33: Reading between the lines

Maya had been going through BTS's discography for an hour now. Honestly, she had completely fell in love with them by now.
But not one thing to decode except their pure emotions. Maya didn't mind. The thoughts of their dreams latching on her. But their music was chef's kisses. Each song felt as if speaking directly to her soul. They didn't make meaningless love songs or any pointless lyrics at all. All their lyrics screamed comfort. As if, one has trapped themselves in a dark room forever. And their songs, instead of shouting at them to come out, just sits beside them holds their hands and give the person time and hope. They sit their, till the person's ready to come out.

•KookieDoe🍪🍪has sent a message•

Maya chuckled, what a silly nickname she came up with in her dreams! Kookie Doe. Cookie Dough. It suits him. Sweet, soft, smells amazing. Yeah, it is him.

Hi, Angel!

Hey Kookie.

So, what are you upto, sunshine?

Nothing much.
Just have been obsessed with your songs.
You guys are GOOD!

Jungkook suddenly sat straight upright. Straightening his spine. Why did feel better when she complimented their discography?

Thanks, my lady

There's no need to thank me Hwangjanim
You deserve it.
Are you still in the studio with Yoongi Oppa?

Yeah.
Well, it's our last anyways.
Just a few more months before we disband.

Jungkook wanted to appear unfazed. But deep inside he was dying. The dream he had always seen. Singing, dancing, rapping, performing. But now, it ends. It ends soon.
Maya, on the other side of the phone, felt her heart crack. She knew how Jungkook was trying to act unbothered. But deep inside he was crying. His whole life was about performing. He loves his Hyungs and dance and rap and songs.

Don't say that love.
You know, I can help you guys financially.
I can ask Mr. Choi to invest in your company.
That way you'd have more promotions and you wouldn't have to disband. Bang PD-nim wouldn't fear about bankruptcy.

You don't have to worry about that.
Besides, it seems kinda off
This investment thingy. You know?
Besides the Big 3 are the Big 3. They will alwats be the Big 3. The groups they debut pick up hype even before their line up is finalized.
And look at us, we don't even have half the hype after 7 years of our debut.

That's why I'm asking you to let me help.
Let me contribute and invest in your company.
I can't just let your dream get lost like that!

STOP BRAGGING YOUR MONEY!
DON'T YOU GET IT? I DON'T WANT YOU TO!

I'm not bragging Jeon.
Why do you have to read between the lines?

If you don't want me to read between the pines, then don't speak between the lines.

Maya gasped. Her jaws hanging down in disbelief. Did he really think she was bragging her money? Did he really have to misunderstand her? Why can't he not? She was trying to help.
She was clueless on how to help him. But she just wanted to help him. Since being his inspiration, his muse, his comfort zone wasn't adding fuel to his dream. She had thought of speaking outside of emotions. Why did he think she was bragging?

You know what?
I might as well just not speak.
Annyeong.

Jungkook threw the phone in frustration. Rubbing his temples. Why was she offering him money? Did he ask for it? Why couldn't she just hold his hand and be his muse?
"JK?"
Jungkook grunted, digging his head in his palms. Hoseok sat next to him and patted his back,
"Why are you stressed, JK? What's up?"
Jungkook jolted his head up. Picking up his phone, the screen had cracked a bit. He didn't care. He turned it on, waiting to be bombarded by texts. But not even a single message.
Hoseok, was getting impatient by Jungkook's delay. Was it about Maya again? Why was it that everytime he's down, it's because of Maya? Is it because they don't love each other that much? Or is it just that they love each other so much that every emotion is a result of them?
He asked again,
"Is there a problem JK?"
Jungkook sighed, handing Hoseok his phone. Hoseok looked back and forth between Jungkook and the screen. He mumbled, finally reading the texts hesitantly. He shouldn't get between the lovers.
Hoseok popped an eyebrow, seeing no legit reason for a fight. Jungkook shrugged,
"What?"
"Well, why did you two exactly fight?"
"Did you not read the texts? She's literally offering me money!"
"She's offering help Jungkookie. If you don't need it or want it, just tell her. I'm sure Maya would gwt it..."
"She isn't getting it!"
"Well, she's just trying to help. She doesn't want you to lose your dream. Maybe you don't want her to do that. It's absolutely okay. Just talk it out."
Yoongi said. He had started to like Maya for Jungkook. And he solemly believes that couples should bicker sometimes. Even over the silliest things. But Jungkook and Maya weren't bickering. They were just silent. Silence creates the distance between to lovers. It pulls them away so much that the red string snaps.
"You should talk it out with Maya, Kook."
Yoongi patted the maknae's back. Thw awkward silence was too much in the room. Hoseok tapped his feet, fiddling with his fingers. Yoongi went back to music. The maknae stormed out of the studio.

Jungkook felt miserable. A sudden coldness emerging inside him. It was almost 1 am. He has been texting her since 5 in the evening. She isn't even seeing those texts. It felt as if it was all his fault. Stress had took the best of him. He didn't mean to. But he just wasn't in his best mood. He had texted Maya to calm down a bit. But guess his plan backfired.
She was scaring him. Scaring him out of his wits. Maya was going through a lot. He had noyiced the slight urge to hurt herself when things go out of her hands. He would have suggested going to a therapist or psychiatrists. But looks like she has been going to them on a regular basis and it doesn't seem to work on her.

Angel, you're scaring me.
Are you okay?
I'm coming in ten minutes.
I don't care if you are still mad on me or not. I'll be there in 10.
But you are scaring me.