Binna can't seem to remember how, or even when it happens. But short phone calls turn into late night conversations about love. Casual texts turn into constant talks. Drawings of the cruel world turn into beautiful drawings of him. But she pulls Jungkook in closer and closer.
And he doesn't let her down.
Call after call come in. The sounds of her fighting parents explode through her body, creeping into her heart and ripping it to shreds like a pillow. The feathers fly everywhere, coating the world around her with remnants of her reality.
But Jungkook is there.
Whispers of encouragement after bouts of self doubt, welcoming arms when the pain is too much to bear, strong reassuring chest to cry on when it feels like her word is crumbling.
He's there, through it all. Side by side, face to face in a comfortable silence, there's no need for words. Eyes closed with trust, breaths mingling softly. The strength to keep going transferred through the soft squeeze of interlocked hands.
They spend time together, lying close, each other's pillars, rocks, columns of support. They don't have anyone else. Broken, fragile people learning to heal each other and themselves.
She knows wherever he goes, she'll be with him.
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LONELY EYES || JJK
Fanfictionlonely eyes, she had those, I only knew because I have them too. - Cover By; TangerinesOfSuga
