Jikook Summer Stories (Anthology)

My beloved summer 2

Chapter 2
Mochi

Unfortunately I had him, been with him, kissed him, worshipped his godly body only to be left stranded in the unending darkness of loneliness.

As I was approaching him, a sudden vibration of the phone in my back pocket distracted me. I took it out to see my friend Taehyungie calling.

Even though I didn't want to pick up the call, I still did it so I took a few steps away from the shorter male,"Jungkook, where did you keep the music file for the new album?" Asked my friend without any introductions.

"Tae, it is in my computer under the file name serendipity," I whispered, feeling like a man in a comedy movie.

"Thank you man, bye, see you tomorrow".

"Bye," because of this damn guy I was introduced to the love of my life. He was walking with his friends that sunny day on the shores of the beautiful beach when I noticed an overly excited guy, who was walking nearby waving his hands towards our group.

Only to realize that Tae was also waving his hands towards the overly excited guy, whose name was Hobi.

That day is still fresh in my mind like a newly bloomed flower. When I raised my head to see the short ravenet.

I couldn't find him, a panic started to raise in my chest as my eyes searched for the shorter male.

I was walking slowly, searching for him like a lost child, my heart ready to burst from the aching while my legs were ready to give up.

As I was near the ice cream section, he was there inspecting the mochis. Back then I used to call him mochi and he hated it because it made him feel like a little kid.

"Jiminie, can I eat you, because you are one of the cutest mochis I have ever seen," I teased him as he was trying to reach the ball from the branch of a tree.

"Jungook, I am not a mochi", he huffed but a small smile playing in his lips conveyed that he wasn't offended at all.

My lips curled up in a smile while remembering the younger versions of us, only to be hit by a reality of him here and now.

Will he talk to me again? Did I even mean something to him? If I did he wouldn't have done what he had done.

I approached him. I saw him bending to pick up the oranges an old ajumma dropped.

"I hate seeing people being sad", the young ravenet said when he saw a little kid crying because the kid lost his parents in the heavy crowd of the busan beach.

He searched the beach for an entire day and reunited the kid and his parents, my Jimin hasn't changed a bit. A smile crawled through my lips at that thought.

I noticed a shiny metal with a beautiful pendant in the shape of a rain drop dangling from his neck when he bent.
That same damn pendant.

💜