MR. PAINTER ||JUNGKOOK X READER||

1. A Tree named Kimi

Somewhere in the rain forest

I don't need to introduce myself. That's not important whether you knew me or not. I'm just unwanted kid from a single mom, no one knows where or who my father is. So here it is, I represent you, the sorrow of life called, Y/n.

Cold and wet, that's what I like. The warm of the sun sometimes friendly to my skins, but I don't like it when it's getting hotter, leaving the warm and tenderness behind, replacing by a cruel and torturing heat.

That's why I hide here, my safe place when no one judging me for what I do or say. Even my mother. I'm not gonna tell you how cruel she is. But she's a mother, she has issues and struggles while raising me. Sometimes I feel her love but one out of a thousand times she would show me her love. Nearly impossible, and rare.

At least she let me lived, until I'm 18 years old, giving me education at school until I graduate from high school, how many times she escaped from school tuition, and get me to a free school at last. No one know what she does to those teachers. I know, but that's inappropriate to say only to protect her pride. She has it still, even just a little.

I walk further, sing an old song of Madonna from my iPod. With the earphones plugged in my ears in a low volume. The breeze greet me with its cold I missed dearly. The trees up there swaying their branches, as if they are waving at me. Welcome me to the family. They call me a woods girl, I barely join the groupies at school, no one wants to be my friend, although I'm not good at making friends. Just me and my music and book.

I climb up to the tree house I build for at least two months until it finished. This is my house when my mother doesn't scold and beat me for a small mistake I made. I can sleep here during the day rather than staying at the house listening to her ordering me this and that.

"Water, Kimi?" I caress the branch of the tree I named Kimi. The breeze blew again, makes my hair flying to the back of my shoulder. I went down and bring my bottle of water to pour it on Kimi's roots bit by bit.

"Summer is hot even in the rain forest." I grouch as I come back upstairs. Lying down at the bed I made from my blanket and the pillows is Mr. Olzen, my plushy that I have from childhood. I take care of him, clean him and kept his fluff.

"I might wanna stay here for the night, I know you missed me, Kimi." I talk to Kimi even I know I would not get any answer from her. But somehow I know she can hear me.

"Alright, it's too early to sleep, I think I'll find Mr. Fireflies to lighten us up." I get up to get my big jar on the cabinet and then I bring it outside.

I look around the woods that I familiar with. I walk forward to the river when usually Mr. Fireflies were flying around. They like staying around the streaming river, flying and hiding among the weeds. When the sun come down quickly, they will show up, so I just wait on the edge of the river. Sitting on the rocks, hugging my knees.

When the sun setting through the trees, I open the jar and picked the weeds to put inside the jar. I place the jar near the bushes to let mr. Fireflies get inside the jar by themselves.

"One... Two... Three... Four... Five.. Six... Seven... Eight... Nine.. Ten.. Eleven.. Twelve."

I close the jar and keep the hole on the cover for them to breathe. I walk back to the tree house and wait for the moonlit shining on me while I'm reading.

I hang the jar filled with fireflies on Kimi's branch and I sit down. Grabbing my bag and take my book to read. The lonely woman somehow similar to red ridding hood. The woman who faithfully waited for her man every full moon, she can beat the fact that he is a werewolf, but when love speaks, lovers does. It's always like that.