Euphoria

38: You Can Count On Me

Maya smiled. Jungkook laid there, shirtless. His cheeks puffed up and red. He whined as Maya slowly whispered him to get up,
"Wake up Love."
"If I wake up, the dream will end. You won't be beside me. You won't be trying to wake me up. You'd be in your place and I'd be in mine, heart empty."
If that isn't the definition of cute, then what is? Maya slid in his arms, peppering his cheeks with kisses,
"I'm as real as I can be Hwangjanim."
Jungkook plopped up, his eyes still laced with drowsiness. He looked around like a lost puppy. His eyes finally finding the desired soul in front of him. He just tightened his embrace, resting his face at the crook of her neck,
"My head hurts so bad Sunshine. I'm glad you are here."
"Jungkook you have to wake up. I made brunch for you. All of you. Kimchi fried rice, hangover soup and kimchi pancakes. Don't you want a bite?"
Jungkook pecked her forehead, rubbing his eyes awake,
"Your wish is my command, Angel. Just give me a few minutes to freshen up?"
"Take your time, my sweet prince."

Maya, arms linked with Jungkook's, slowly walked through the empty road. They were thinking of going to the Han river to just hear each other out. Jungkook had a lot in his mind. And Maya just wanted to hear him out.
"Did I mess up last night Maya?"
Jungkook couldn't meet her eyes. He was drunk out of his wits. Did he hurt her somehow? He had called her last night. Maybe he did something that troubled her. And she showed up to his dorm this morning.
"No. You just ranted about your career."
How frustrated he was of losing his career. Maya distinctly remembers how his voice was broken. How he was sobbing. How much pain he was in. She gulped,
"You were ranting about how the Jungkook from the other realm was lucky that he had everything. Everyone recognised him. He had fans, he had his music. He didn't have to let go."
"I'm so sorry that I bugged you yesterday."
"Easy there Kookie. If I ever need a sorry for you. I'm going to ask for it. You are perfect. The Jeon Jungkook that exists in that realm and the Jeon Jungkook right beside me is no different. Passionate, powerful, soulful, funny, strong, magical. The same lips, same face, same doe eyes. You deserve the whole world. But the world? It doesn't deserve you. Please don't blame yoursepf for not being 'ENOUGH' or not being 'PERFECT'. You are more than enough. You are perfect just the way you are. I will prove every one of your insecure thoughts wrong if I have to. I'll let you cry on my shoulder for eternity and hug you till you feel like you again. You asked me, what does that Jungkook have that you don't? Nothing. You are perfect. It's the people out there who don't have eyes. Who can't acknowledge your talent. You owe them nothing. You are a great singer. An awesome dancer. It's natural for you to feel hurt. Believe it or not we are going back and forth between two worlds. And one of them most probably is a lie. We don't know which world is a lie yet. So it is hard for you, when every night you have all you ever wished for and when you wake up everything's just merged into thin air. It's actaully highly praiseworthy of you to keep your head in place. You are fighting so well. Just know that, letting go never means the end. You can always pursue your dreams. I'll always be with you. Your Hyungs will be with you. But most importantly, the music playing inside your soul. It will keep on playing forever. You'll always be the Jeon Jungkook. You deserve flowers. Compliments. Sweet puddings and christmas presents. Every warm hug. Kisses and chocolates. You call me an Angel? You are the angel here. You are the pure, soft angel. The angel that flies with the wings of love. You fly to me every night with arms full of hope, love and sweet memories. Honestly, I was going nuts about the other realm. But every night when I got to see you and every touch, every word felt real. That kept me sane. Jeon Jungkook, I don't care if you are an idol. I just want you to be you and happy. No matter what makes you happy, we are going to make sure you get that. I love you. I love you however you are, whoever you are. I love the doe eyed boy who showed up everytime I needed. I love the bunny who I taljed my heart out to. I love YOU. You are perfect the way you are. You don't need to be the Jeon Jungkook from that realm. If someone needs to change? It's the world that's viewing you guys through tinted glasses. Love yourself just the way I love you. Okay?"
Maya kissed the tip of his nose. Her palms cupping his cold cheeks. She stood on her tippy toes. She whispered softly,
"It's going to be hard for you to let go and keep your head in place. But please don't hate yourself. If only you knew how much loved you are, you'd fall in love with yourself before someone else. You are Jeon Jungkook. You are the cause of my euphoria. You are my reason to smile. You are your Hyungs' Hwanggeum Maknae. Your parents love you to the ends of the world. So please don't hurt yourself in between. You don't need to be him. Just be yourself."
Maya soon peppered his face with kisses. Jungkook kept his eyes closed. Tears slowly gliding out of his doe eyes. His heart felt warmer every second. Why did her words know exactly where he was hurt?
Jungkook's hand slowly snaked around her waist, picking her up delicately enough. Swirling her around in air. He stopped gradually, lessening the gap between them. Her feet off of the ground. Their lips finding the way to each other. A dream come true.