Finally, Home.

Sneha PoV

3 Weeks went by, and the rainy season is here.
As soon as I came home, it started pouring.
So, I rushed to make a hot cup of coffee to enjoy the rain and played Still With You by Jungkook.
What a beautiful end to the day.
Text,
JK: "You home?"
I text back, "Yes. I will be making dinner, You had dinner?"
JK: "No"
I text back, "All right, then we are having dinner together."

A few minutes later the bell rang,
I rushed to open the door because I knew his sight would make my perfect evening better.
"Hi"
He looks tired, and says, "Hi, Can I get a hug?"
I open my arms & smile.
He smiles and pulls me in for a hug, he wraps his hands around me & sneaks his head into the creak of my neck. I wonder what happened, I rub his back and hug him a little tight too. For all I know,
It's somehow easier to endure together.
(Anton Chekhov)

A minute or so later,
He smiles and says, "I needed that."
"Are you alright? What happened?"
He shrugs, "Just tired, really tired."
As we get in,
I ask him again, and he says, "I don't know what's going to come out of me, It has to be perfect. It has to be irreproachable in every way."
"Why?" I asked trying to understand.
"To make up for it, To make up for the fact that it's me." He replied. (Unknown)
I said, "But you are doing everything you can."
He smiles, a sad one, "But it is not enough."
I hold his hand, and ask, "Why do you feel that way?"
He says, "You know, I love this work. I love to challenge myself and then be someone my fans are proud of. But I just feel, tired. I put in so much effort, I put in so much work, I can even see good results. But this tiredness doesn't go away. Some days I feel like I have to drag myself to work, this shouldn't happen. I should be happy, I should be excited, so why am I not happy? Why am I so tired? There is so much I want to do, but why can't I just do it? It's just exhausting."
I keep holding his hand, occasionally rubbing it, to let him know that I am here, He can go it all out, and I will listen to him.
He suddenly looks me in the eyes and says, "Feeling all of this, is all right right?"
I smile and say, "It is, one thousand per cent alright."
He smiles a little and keeps looking at me with this intense soft stare. I feel like He could kiss me, I feel like I want to be kissed.
He suddenly looks away and says, "Thanks for listening, I feel a weight has been lifted off my chest."
I smiled, "There's no need to thank me. Also, Let's take one day at a time. How does that sound?"
He smiles, "Yeah, One day at a time."
I open my arms and smile at him, He reverts the most beautiful smile I have ever seen and Hugs me.
I hope I could take away all your troubles. I want to protect you, I want to guard you from the world (k.b.)
I smiled a little because I was reminded of this beautiful quote,
So come here. Let me love those bruises out of you. We'll love like children with a box of bandages- we won't ask where it hurts. We'll just kiss all of it.
(Ashe Vernon)

While we sit together (very close to each other) contemplating what to do or say next, my heart is racing.
Jungkook asks me, "You want to go somewhere?"
I smile at his suggestion, "Where?"
He replies, "A place with live music and delicious food. Let's get out of here, for a while."
I smile, "Chalo, Let's go!! Just give me a few minutes."

I get ready in 10ish minutes. I look at him waiting for me and all I think is,
Looking at you makes me stupid. I get obsessed with the smallest things. How you look while examining your hands. When you stretch, the curve of your neck. The way your smile forms. How wonderful. How enchanting.
He suddenly looks up wrinkling his nose. "Why are you staring?"
I get wordless. All tangled in heat and longing. I wanna build a universe where we never get out of bed. I wanna crawl into your arms like ivy, catch your laughter from the air and spin it into a blanket. You make me feel like I'm home and this is where I'm supposed to be. Around you, I am the happiest. I want to tell you the inside of the forest you planted in me. (Unknown)
I get wordless, and shrug, "Ah-Ah, Nothing, Let's leave?"
He smiles, "Yes."

In the parking lot, He says while putting on the helmet, "Here's your ride."
I look at him surprised, "Woah, I love bike rides."
He hands me over the helmet and says, "You know how to ride one?"
I look embarrassed and say, "Umm, No. Like I learned it but then I had an accident and then I never picked it up."
He says, "You want to learn?"
I say with this anxiety creeping in, "Ah no no. Another time?"
He just smiles, not the one with pity, just the one with reassurance, "Whenever you are ready. Come, Hop on!"
I laugh a little one, "Yes, Lessgettagitgat!"
He looks at me all shocked and laughs, "That was..."
I cut him off and say, "Pretty cute, I know."
And I sit at the back.
As we are on the road I hold onto him for the life of me (real tight), and He doesn't even flinch.
We didn't speak as such, and all the words I wish I could say came to me as my thoughts, it was more like a proposal.

And I'm so in love with this friendship. A good thing happens and my first reaction is to tell you.
I hear something funny and I look to laugh with you.
You feel at home. Like the bliss of childhood memories untainted by adult realities. We could talk for hours and never run out of ideas, keep saying whatever comes to mind without pause. That fantasy world I created at seven is still alive and breathing when I look at you.
I listen to a love song and think of you, or floral perfume because I know you hate it. I could write an essay on the puzzle pieces I've been collecting my entire life to make up the image of you. The effort is easy. It feels like fate, even if I never believed in it. Isn't that friendship, making magic from the mundane?
Loving is second nature. And loving you is the easiest thing in the world. (Unknown)
Oh. I love you, it's so easy.

He stops the trail of my thoughts by saying, "And we are here!" He took off his helmet and lifted his head with a smile. And I know people aren't stars, god I know. But fuck science, fuck logic. He is the brightest goddamn sun I have ever seen. (p.d)