𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘸𝘦 𝘮e"
A story where they destroy themselves for each other in the wane of love and desire.
𝘈𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 �...
I never knew what true love was, even doubted it's existence, but now that I'm I'm your arms, I get the meaning much more clearly.
My pretty daisies, I love you, always and forever"
Chapter 20 a happy ending
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Two year later
The sun poured its warm rays, The dawn made the flowers open up, showing off its pleasant aesthetic all around the field, as the daisy flower bloomed upon the green beds, its white florets circled the star shaped medallion head.
The field filled with its subtle green scent.
The camera lens focused on the meadows, his hand holding the camera close to his eyes, his finger pad clicking the photos whenever he gets the perfect view.
He changed the angle to its left, stopping as the lens caught a much beautiful sight.
The brunette stood there, the flowers surrounding her, the flowy dress laid below her knees, the light fabric had floral prints in rogue, hugging her curves too prettily, the sunlight fell on her so delicately, glimmering her honey white skin, her hairbow pink lips had a coat of gloss. her eyes glistened, scrunched in a crescent, as she grinned.
In her arms was a precious little gem, grinning just like her.
Some things are too beautiful to capture on a camera.
Jungkook looked up from the lens, a smile taking in his cherry lips, eyes filled with love, admiring his little family.
He walked towards them, hearing their little giggles which felt like the perfect harmony.
His hands reached towards her hair which was decorated with the golden pink clip, his fingers running through her hair, as she smiled up at him.
"Dadda" A little voice called his tongue barely able to let out those little words.
He leaned toward the male, with its little grabby hands in front.
Jungkook took the little thing in his hands, supporting one hand under its little bum, and one on the behind.
The little's fluffy hair, which was a raven black color just like the male, his flushed cheeks chubby, its little white baby tooth visible as he grins.
Yara smiled at them, a feeling too good to explain, the warmest as she admired them.
