One was his curiosity and other was his competition. One, he was afraid of losing and other, he was afraid to hurt.
What will happen if he fell for his curiosity ...." Can I wish for something from you ?"
.
.
" Can you look at me like you look at h...
(⚠️ all the fanart used in this update belong to their rightful owners, i don't own them. If any of you know them you can mention them for me. The art used is exceptional beautiful and helped me portraying this chapter better, so Thank you artists for these loving artwork. )
Chapter 22: I love him.
" why didn't you stop me ?" Jungkook asked following Jimin behind him as he left the stage and enter the green room behind.
" Are you really this oblivious ?"
Jimin turn around with his face expressing every point of hurt he was feeling from the question.
" Can I forced you to be around me ? Ever ?"
Jungkook took a few steps closer to Jimin, for some weird reason he was scared of holding him in his arms like he might break out and able to control it anymore.
Jimin looked back at him as he sigh pushing him a bit away moving away placing the guitar in the cover with his back facing Jungkook.
He felt Jungkook on his back as he move back and the arms circled around him as Jungkook placed his face over his right shoulder with his hair covering his eyes, he felt tired, they both did.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
he sighed, " It took you three words to leave me, I am sorry. But I am sorry to say this, you can't row two boat at the same time Jungkook." Jimin creased the tattoo on his back of his hand.
" The moment you said those word, you choose which one you want to be on. You should have never agreed to date me. I made this complicated by coming in your life." Jungkook shook his head listening Jimin.
Jimin turned to face him and Jungkook held Jimin hand in desperation but Jimin pulled his away fast like he was afraid of burning from the touch.
Jungkook was hurt as Jimin was the only person he could never imagined to pull away from his touch ever. Jimin shook in plead.
" I am sorry," he said regarding his action, he brush his hair out of his eyes, " it is just.." Jungkook raised his hand telling him it was fine but the truth was he wasn't ready to know the reason.
Your touch is hope for me. the reason was this.
It will factual to say that the beauty of this word called Hope, is that if you imagine this word it will be bright morning with sun kissing you on your bedside and a beautiful day awaiting ahead but the reality of this bright word is just red, it isn't all bright like your imagination but thorny, painful.
Hope is lethal and in Jimin's case he was half rotten from it in the inside already.
ding
Jimin glanced at his phone screen to see a message from his brother.
