A Love That Sails || Jinkook AU

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June 4, 2015

The sky is dark and cold. Dark clouds hang overhead as fat, heavy raindrops fall from the sky. A heavy downpour is pouring, and hot tears are streaming down his face. He closed his eyes in an effort to hide his tears.  His body is tired, really tired. He just finished another day of training, training to be an idol, to debut, to show off his talents, because that was his dream.

He has been training for five years, and it has been the toughest. He wakes up early, eats like a bird, sleeps too late, and practices like a beast. He didn't even experience what it was like to be a normal teenager, where he could drink whenever he wants, travel wherever he wants, love whoever he loves.  There is nothing he can do, he has to sacrifice everything; family, friends, home, and every damn thing else, in order to fulfil his dream. And how ironic it is, because he has no idea if he will actually debut as an idol.

"I'm tired, I just want to quit this!" The exhaustion made Jungkook cry, he was standing at the bus stop and letting his tears fall, he didn't care because he knew that no one would notice, especially since it is raining. He was supposed to wait for his bus and go home but here he is, crying and just letting the bus go without him.

He had been crying there for about 30 minutes, he was tired, and he just wanted to debut. Those whom he trained with are now successful idols, but look at him, still training and enduring the same pain as always. Idols at least have their fans supporting them, but trainees literally have no one.

Entertainment Industry is a dark place more like a black hole, which you either shine in or get lost in, so you have to put 100% of your effort into doing well to be a shining star.

The pressure he underwent is taking its toll on him, and he fears that everything he has done will be in vain.

"Here, the rain has gone. People are noticing."

The moment Jungkook heard the voice, he opened his eyes and the very first thing he saw was a pink handkerchief. He lifted his head to see who it was, and saw a man in his 20s smiling at him like he was telling him everything will be fine. For the first time after all these years, he received the sweetest and most reassuring smile.

Jungkook looked again at the handkerchief the stranger was holding, and was just about to take it when he noticed that it looked very valuable.

"N-no, it's okay, thank you." Jungkook looked down as he was embarrassed, he couldn't take that, it's expensive, he doesn't have enough money to buy a new one if it gets stained.

"I know what you're thinking, and don't worry about it - it's a fake Gucci. It's not expensive at all". The man laughed in an awkward way, and Jungkook for the first time smiled. He knows the difference between real and fake, but this stranger is being too nice to him.

Jungkook was pondering whether to take it or not, the stranger noticed his hesitation and before he could respond, the handkerchief was already in his hand.

"Why are you standing here?" The man asked Jungkook, not waiting for Jungkook's reply, he simply took him to the waiting chair and let him sit there.

"Sit and cry here. I'll cover you." He said, but not after he took his jacket off and put it in Jungkook. Now the stranger's back is facing him, as if he were trying to protect him from this cruel world.

Jungkook cried more, looking so vulnerable not just due to tiredness, but due to the treatment he is receiving at this time. He was not supposed to be weak in front of a complete stranger.

"You know what, It's easy to show all your feelings with a stranger since they don't know you and won't judge you. So, just cry as much as you want." Even though Jungkook cannot see the man's face at the moment, he knows from his voice that he is sincere.

At this point, Jungkook no longer gives a damn. The stranger was right, he doesn't know him, and vice versa. So he cried and cried, releasing all the feelings of tiredness that were accumulated in him.

......

It took Jungkook one hour and a half to stop crying. He felt guilty for the stranger standing and covering him for that long. He is beyond thankful for him.

The stranger finally realized the guy had stopped crying when the silence had ceased. He was about to confront him, but he wanted to be considerate and give some space.

"Y-you can sit here." Jungkook adjusted his positions and tapped the spot beside him as he noticed the stranger's discomfort.

"Are you okay?" The stranger had the courage to ask the question but he needs to be careful to avoid triggering the man with his words.

"Yeah, just t-tired.. sorry"

"I see no reason for you to apologise. Everyone has the right to express their emotions, whether they are male or female. It's harder to conceal your emotions when you don't show them." He said as he looked into Jungkook's doe eyes.

"I'm really tired, I want to give up." It stings Jungkook's heart to say that. Imagine working so hard for half a decade just to give up.

"I don't know your story, but if it's for your dream, please don't give up. I have also experienced the same thing, and I currently am training to become an actor, which is my dream. It's very hard, but you have to keep going."

Jungkook doesn't know what to say. What a coincidence! Just when he was going to give up, this man appeared and told him not to do it. Is this the sign he should not quit and go on?

"Can I have your number?" Jungkook almost swore, this man just offered him advice, and he's asking for his number? The man must think he's some sort of flirt.

"I-i mean, I would like to repay you so..."

"Yeahh, Sure. But before that, may I ask your name?"

"Jungseok. Jeon Jungseok.."He had to conceal his identity for a few reasons, first because he's a trainee, second because he just met this man, and third, because he's unsure of what his true motives are.

"Hello Jungseok!! I'm Yeonjin.
Kim Yeonjin."

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Since I am not good at narration as I should be, I apologize if it is too short.