Till love gives in and speaks in the whisper of art-
Dear heart, how you like this?
.
There's a garden in her face.'Do I really love Jungkook'
Yn stood at the edge of the garden holding the railing. She felt confused, her heart fluttering at the thought but mind restricted her.
Is this even possible?
She inhaled a deep breath and sighed heavily. She looked at the twilight and softly closed her eyes. An image of a smiling Jungkook came to her view as her lips formed a small curve. She abruptly opened her eyes.
Love?
She again closed her eyes. She wanted to understand herself. Her feelings.
She recalled the moments she had spent with Jungkook, from their first meeting to his face covered with dust and blood just a moment ago. She realised how he had become the most important part of her life in such a small period of time.
She realised the way he treated her, the way he could make her smile even in the hardest of times, how he would be concerned for her more than himself, how she felt completely herself around him without faking anything.
The way her first thought after waking up had been him for the past few weeks. She felt secured, cared and loved around him.
How a mere thought of him brings a sheepish smile on her face. How being with him would never be enough for her satisfaction. How fighting, laughing, talking, roaming, anything with him would magnify its effect on her.
Even now she had been smiling weirdly for long enough, thinking about him.
Hell.. this is crazy. She thought.
Love.
This time it wasn't a question, rather it was a statement. Maybe the weird fluttering of heart.
The world suddenly feeling thousand times better, the warrior's hands waiting to hold his hands, the arms wanting to embrace him, and the lips yearning to seize him was what people quote as love.
Her cheeks turned cherry at the thought, suddenly it felt like she is the main character of those story books where the princess finally meets her prince charming.
Love, this word suddenly held a lot of emotions in it. This spring has blossomed new feelings in her heart, the aroma of which made her dizzy but it all felt good.
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