Worthy Of Love

Letting go.

Jungkook:

I woke up feeling thirsty, obviously. Cheap whisky which gets you drunk easily isn't the best at not giving you a hangover. Thankfully, it was bearable. As soon as I woke up, I put my phone on charge, brushed my teeth and went on to make myself some tofu kimchi jiggae to cure the damn hangover.

While the stew cooked, I fished for an hangover medicine and drank it one gulp. It tasted like shit but I couldn't care less.

Honestly, all that is an excuse. I was deflecting. I knew the texts I had sent out this morning and the memory of it burning in my mind. Seeing that the stew was still cooking on low heat, I willed myself to walk by my bed and pick up the damn phone that has been burning holes on my bed side table.

Breathe. It's going to be okay.

Or not.

Damnit. Why was I so self destructive?

Fuck it.

I cursed under my breath and scrolled through the messages, surprisingly I had not other messages except from Jimin Hyung. My heart almost skipped out of my chest seeing his name. Without thinking too much just so I can chicken out, I tap on his chat.

Jimin: Sure, :D
Wanna meet at our favourite? Some seolleongtang to cure our hangovers?

I almost let out a squeal out of happiness, glad that he didn't shut me out after all this time.

Nice! Some progress!

Letting my body fall on the bed, the springs squeaked under my weight. Without thinking much I started to type out a message.

Jungkook: Okay! Let's meet for dinner?

I sent and almost immediately, I saw three dots floating on the chat window. I felt weirdly giddy, happy that I was talking to my best friend again. I had missed it so much. I missed being able to make stupid decisions and going to him with a sheepish expression only for him to ask 'what did you do this time?' and I would conveniently tell him about my day. I missed him caring for me. I would be lying if these four months weren't difficult without being able to run to him under any and every circumstances while he welcomed me without any reservations. It just made me feel even more shitty.

My train of thoughts was interrupted as my phone pinged, alerting me of the message notification. I hastily tap on it and see Jimin hyung sending me the time while confirming that he will meet me at the restaurant directly.

This time I smelt something slightly burning, it took me a minute but I remembered.

MY LUNCH! MY KIMCHI JIGGAE!

Throwing my phone aside, I quickly cover the distance between my bed to the kitchen. The smell of burning slowly intensified as I reached the pot, the soup almost half of what I intended for it to be. I turn off the stove and stir to see how much of my food had burnt. Thankfully, the only the veggies took the brunt but the best part of the stew had been evaporated. The soup was much lesser in quantity than I wanted it to be.

"My food..."I almost whined.

Letting it out a sigh, I went back to my phone. I had sent two messages last night after all.