The days when no technology existed, love was written on letters, eyes were met, hands were frequently intertwined and romance was real.
Going back to 1988 when distance separated two fated people letters and emails coexisted binding the lovers tog...
"There's no right time. There is just time & what you choose to do with it."
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"Jungkook-ah, could you pass me the bowl?" Namjoon enters the kitchen wanting a bowl from the cupboard that is placed right next to Jungkook.
He waits for Jungkook to move but he doesn't. He's staring at the cooker zoning out deep in his thoughts. Namjoon positions his palm on Jungkook's arm shooking him in the process.
Jungkook shifts his gaze to Namjoon blinking rapidly. Namjoon looks at him with his eyebrows knitted. His eyes wandering on his cheeks. He pats Jungkook's cheeks staring at him, "Why are your cheeks red?"
Jungkook opens his mouth voicing a whisper, "My cheeks are red?" He asks and Namjoon nods, "It's not that hot in here, is it?" He unlocks the cupboard himself and removes the bowl, standing straight, "Why don't you turn on the ventilator?"
"Yeah." Jungkook palms his hot cheeks wondering why were his cheeks suddenly red.
Before leaving the kitchen Namjoon glances at the soup and takes a few steps back to him, he points at the boiling utensil, "Um, are we alone eating the soup without the ramen?"
Jungkook tilts his head towards the soup and then looks back at Namjoon, "No, obviously not." he slowly comes back to reality, "I'm waiting for the ramen packets." He realizes that it's been minutes since you left to look for Taehyung and none of you made it back yet.
Jungkook dusts his palm and heads out of the kitchen, "I'll bring them now." He runs upstairs. Did the ramen disappear out in air or did you guys just went to buy ramens instead of bringing them from his room?
A loud thud brings him out of his thoughts and he fastens his pace, worried. "What is taking you so long—" his feet come to a halt as the vision before him dramatically brings out a big gasp from his lips.
There were you on top of Taehyung. Taehyung's hand holding your petite body in his big hands, your hands resting on Taehyung's chest for support. Damn. The ramen packets scrambled around on the floor.
Your head snaps back to see Jungkook, your eyes widened in shock. Immediately you roll away from Taehyung and lie down on the floor not wanting him to witness you on top of another man who wasn't him.
"Umm..." Jungkook comes inside the room, seeing Taehyung who was as startled as you. His cheeks feigned a pale pinkish colour and his eyes darker than usual, lost. Taehyung stares back at Jungkook staying in the same position as if he was not here at all. Long gone in some dimension of blues and whites.
Jungkook squats down picking up the ramen packet fallen under his radar. He looks at you who was staring at the roof comprehending the situation and proceeding with no explanation.
