LONELY EYES || JJK

#07

Jungkook knows exactly when it became something more.

Cuts from another fight are scattered across his arms and face, Bru sides peeking from behind his dark grey shirt. Binna was disappointed, angry and frustrated with him. She didn't want him to be putting himself through this.

They fought, words clashing in the air like swords, despair falling to the ground like soldiers.

Then as she sat cleaning his wounds, he looked at her eyes once more. He moved closer, decreasing the gap between then to collide his rough lips against her soft ones as proof that he was there with her.

Existing for her, alive for her.

His heart felt as if it were bursting. His ripped up heart was shimmering in her light, glitter dripping from the cracks. He pulled apart softly, arms cupping her face faintly as if she were fine china. He didn't want her to break in from him.

The moonlight shines through partings of the white curtains. Laying in the black covers, he wraps his arms around her angelic form, hugging tighter and tighter.
Quick hushed kisses being pressed to her lips. Soft whispers of sweet nothings into her ears. Arms resting on the bare skin of her skin, fingertips on fire from the contact.

For the first time, as he rested his forehead against hers and peered into her coffee brown gates to her mind, he didn't see the darkness. In fact, she looked ethereal.

As he pressed his lips to her nose, he didn't see the loneliness in her eyes. In fact, he saw a spark. A small, insignificant twinkle. But it was there.

Jungkook though he saw love.