That Daydreamer | Jikook

𝘁 𝗵 𝗿 𝗲 𝗲

𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒞ℴ𝓁ℴ𝓊𝓇𝒻𝓊𝓁 ℐ𝓃𝓀

It was Sunday morning. The sky was a perfect royal blue. The milky, white clouds travelled around the sky, visiting each and every place. The sun was hiding behind those cotton-like fluffy clouds.

Jungkook was sitting on the field of fresh, green grass with his book and his regular black ink bottle on the side. He didn't have any school today since winter vacations are on.

He took out his paintbrush, dipping it into the bottle of pitch-dark liquid. But- what should he paint?

" Tower "

He flinches when he hears the familiar honeyed voice. How much time has passed he listened to this voice- three weeks. He turns behind but saw a huge tree.

" life in a lonely tower would be so great. "

He tilted his head a little bit. Behind the huge tree, the expected small golden-haired boy was sitting and daydreaming. Jungkook turns his head back, unconsciously smiling with a twinkle in his eyes.

" golden and pacific. "

Jungkook sees Jimin roaming the enormous castle barefoot with no one there. The stairs in the castle were never-ending, the rooms were never-ending. He looks out of the window. The snow came down as white pearls from strong blue-grey clouds.

Does he like snow? Jungkook wondered.

He sees Jimin soon reaches the balcony. Jungkook waits to see what happens next but to his shock, he jumps off the balcony. Jungkook ran behind him while the floor of the old castle made a creaking sound. He looked out of the balcony and to his relief, he sees him floating in the middle of the ocean.

" relaxed, emerald ocean "

Jimin had a long, shiny sapphire tail. He was a mermaid in the crystal ocean, moving blissfully.

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Jungkook slowly opens his eyes. The evening sun cast the long shadows on the ground. He stares at the clear sky. The blue with the trace of the warm orange twilight sky was glowing with bright city lights. He was all alone in the fields.

He was too lazy to get up so he remained in the same position. He slowly turned his head to the side but his surprise, he sees a box of colourful ink bottles. He hurriedly sits up straight. Just beside those newly bought ink, there was his black ink splattered on the grass. A dirty white note was kept beside the new box of paint. He picked it up and opened the ugly torn paper, revealing beautiful, striking handwriting written with crimson ink.

"Sorry, I accidentally spilt your paint. So here are some to replace it. Once again, I am sorry. But, nice drawings:)"
-jimin

He let out a sigh and fell back to the ground. Slowly keeping the note inside his pocket, he stared at his new set of paint silently. Now he had to fill the boring, off-white pages of his book with colourful paintings. A hint of smile bloomed upon his face.

The night passed by in a wink. The cold wind hit his face and the rising sun warmed his body. He could feel the grass and trees moving in a joyful rhythm. "Heaven." He whispered as he recalled his last day.

♤♤♤

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hey guys! hope you liked this chapter. And by the way, I just wanted to say that the part where Jimin was daydreaming (the castle and the mermaid) is inspired by the poem "Amanda!" I wasn't getting proper ideas of what should I write uk what jimin daydreams and stuff. When I was preparing for my exams, I had this 'Amanda' poem in the syllabus and after reading it, I got the idea. Haha. Maybe people from India who cleared tenth or are in tenth grade will be familiar with this poem.

Anyways thank you guys for voting and commenting!! Next chapter coming soon!!!

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