The cold water closing the pores of Maya's otherwise combination skin. Her skin was a nuisance to begin with. One day she skips her skincare routine and bam, she wakes with her beautiful friends. Acne. Guess no one is flawless.
She sighed, a small pimple on her forehead. Gosh, yesterday really cost her. Should she pop it? No, that would just worsen it. Acne cream? Does she even have it in the cupboard?
•KookieDoe🍪🍪 has sent a message•
Love?
Maya smiled, patting her face dry with the softest ever towel. How this one text from him could brighten her day and night.
Yeah Kookie
Are you feeling sleepy yet?
Are you?
I don't know Angel.
Maybe I shouldn't bug on you this often.
Kookie, are you okay? Is everything okay?
I don't know.
Maya hummed throwing the towel away. A pain growing inside her. Why did he have to go through this pain?
Ok. Jk, I need you to cooperate with me.
Where exactly are you?
In my room.
Alone?
Yeah.
Okay.
So, I'll be facetiming you. Right now. You good with that?
Yeah.
•MySunshine wants to facetime with you•
📞Accept ❎Decline
Jungkook quickly finger combed his bangs. Clearing his voice. His nose red. Maya sat their, admiring the man on the screen. He looked beautiful. Beautifully sad.
Jungkook's eyes glowed up. Maya was there smiling at him. Hair in a messy bun. Baby hairs sticking to the sides of her veautiful face. Brows lying flat and messy, like a meadow on a breezy morning.
Maya patted her face with a towel,
"Kookie, I'm sorry that I can't be with you in times you feel alone. But let's move in soon. Then we can talk all night if we need to. But till then, face time me whenever you need."
Pouring a good enough amount of toner on the cotton pad. She gently rubbed her skin,
"Kookie, tell me everything. I'm all ears."
Hesitation. A huge dark shadow. Maya's eyes on Jungkook, shifting and fidgeting whether or not to tell Maya. Maya smiled,
"Jungkookie?"
"Yeah?"
"I'm listening."
Jungkook examined the screen. Should he? It was just the same old things again. The insecurity. His idol life stuck on him like a leech when he has to let go of it. Her hopeful face, wide eyes eager to listen to everything. He sighed,
"Maya, I don't know why but I'm feeling empty. As we walk towards the end, everything just feels meaningless and dark. Nothing makes sense these days. Memories latching onto me. Even the spring feels lifeless to me. Shouldn't we be out on picnic dates? It's spring after all. But I'm stuck in this darkness. I just don't know. My chest tightens, my breathing gets hitched when this topic comes up. I don't know. I just don't."
Jungkook buried his face deep in his palms. He huffed. Maya wanted to wrap him in a hug. Kiss him. So that his heart won't freeze.
"Gguk, are you feeling the pain now? Is your chest tightening? Is your mouth going drying? Is your breathing abnormal?"
"Ye-yeah."
His broken voice sending daggers through Maya's heart. But she needs to be his home now.
"Okay. Look at me okay. Breathe in. Yeah...yeah... Count to three... 1, 2, 3. You're doing absolutely amazing love. Now slowly breathe out. 3, 2, 1. Let's repeat that okay?"
Maya sat their, feeling helpless. Maybe she wasn't of any help. But still she was trying. She went on with this till he was feeling a bit normal. His breathing a little less abrupt.
Maya wanted to cup his cheeks and rub away his tears so bad. But alas they were on different ends.
"Love, I know I can't feel the pain you are feeling. I don't even know which words to say. But all I can say is you just have to hold on to life. You have to hold on to things that make you happy. It won't be easy to let go something you love. It would be rather hard to adapt a new lifestyle. Just know that, you're loved. And whatever change occurs in your life or whatever happens, you will be loved. Whenever you want to talk it out. Hit me up, Hwangjanim. I'll assure you that you are loved. Whenever you feel tired of life, you know the way to my place. We'll talk all night. I'll hold you in my arms. We'll laugh like fools and love as if on the last verge of insanity. Just please don't give up. Please visit specialists, even if they don't help much except of giving you heavier dosages of medications. But still talk it out. Talk to your Hyungs. Call your parents. Write songs. Draw things. Do what makes you happy."
"But what even is the point?"
"Everything seems pointless if you have a prejudiced mind. Let go. Let heavens decide what to do with your fate."
Maya pursed her lips. Maybe it would lift him up a bit. She smiled,
"Let's sleep on face time today. Let's not cut the call. Just let me finish my skincare routine. I already got a pimple..."
"Drink a lot of water and wash your face atleast thrice. Don't pop pimples, especially if in the t-zone of your face."
Jungkook mumbled. Sniffling in between a couple of words. Maya smiled, ear to ear. She started appling her moisturiser. Eyes closed, the cold cream hitting her warm skin. A tingly feeling. She hummed, as a natural reflex,
"Aha, listen boy
My first love story
My angel and my girls
My sunshine, uh uh let's go"
Jungkook found it terribly cute. How she even was doing the bgm and echoes. Her voice soft like cotton candy.
"Neomuneomu meotjeo nuni nuni busheo
Sumeul mot shwigesseo tteollineungeol
Gee Gee Gee Gee baby baby baby
Gee Gee Gee Gee baby baby baby
Oh neomu bukkeureoweo cheodabol su eopseo
Sarange ppajeoseo sujubeungeol
Gee Gee Gee Gee baby baby baby
Gee Gee Gee Gee ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba"
Her body moved in small movements. As if dancing. But in tiny. Really tiny. Jungkook chuckled. Maya looked at Jungkook chuckling back. She sang with exaggerated expression,
"(Eotteoke hajo)
Eotteok-eotteokajo
(Tteollineun naneun)
Tteollineun naneunyo
(Dugeundugeun dugeundugeun)
Dugeundugeungeoryeo
Bamen jamdo mot irujo"
Jungkook laughed. His elmo laughter. Maya smiled. He was hapoy again. The ghost of his past laughter still in his voice. They both started singing,
"Naneun naneun babonga bwayo
Geudae geudaebakke moreuneun babo
Geuraeyo geudael boneun nan
Neomu banjjakbanjjak nuni busheo
No no no no no
Neomu kkamjjakkamjjak nollan naneun
Oh oh oh oh oh
Neomu jjaritjarit momi tteollyeo
Gee Gee Gee Gee Gee
Oh jeojeun nunppit Oh yeah
Oh joeun hyanggi Oh yeah yeah yeah"
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FanfictionI want to breathe, I hate this night I want to wake up, I hate this dream Maya, it's a strange case, you know? "We-wear something Jeon. You would catch a cold." "Then hold me in your arms. I would be warm that way." "That's because you love me." ...
