-S.O.S-

Chapter 2: Crashed

The airport was crowded at this time of night. People were scattered all over the place, foreigners, locals, waves of different types of faces. It was simply a chaos, as people were hustling and bustling with their luggages to reach their destination, while some were either filling out the benches or dramatically welcoming their loved ones, with tearful eyes.

The scenarios were giving Jungkook the biggest headache of his lifetime. Especially the category of people who were being all dramatic about seeing their loved ones.

There was a scenario going on in front of Jungkook just now, a few feet away from him. A couple.

Jungkook poked his inner cheek in annoyance, as he watched the alleged girlfriend, swiftly pulling her heels off, before she ran towards her boyfriend, jumping on him like he was about to die any second if she wouldn't hug him. Why the hell was he looking at them anyway? Maybe it's the fact that they are being overly all lovely-dovey, and it's hard for anyone not to stare, because they were obviously doing too much. Right?
The way the guy was spinning her around, both laughing and tearing up in unison, while he attacked her face with kisses made Jungkook gag.

<i>'They are going to break up in a few months, or maybe even weeks. Who knows? It's obvious', </i>Jungkook thought to himself.

Was it hope? Did he felt bad for casting such hopes and wishes upon other couples that seemed genuinely in love with one another?
Absolutely not.
Jungkook never understood the meaning of romantic love, and probably never will. He hates seeing couples. But it's not them being in love what bothers him, it's the fact that he knows, deep down, that he's jealous of them.
Every single one of them.
He hates admitting it but he's not heartless. There were times where he wished and craved to give his other half to someone he'd love more than himself, but those times died down once he grew older. His parents bitter bland relationship wasn't a positive influence either. And his first relationship was his complete dead end for love.

Jungkooks expression softened, yet stayed emotionless as he stared at the now kissing pair.

The time stopped for the raven haired for a few seconds, before.

"O-OH!"

A strong force on the back of Jungkooks left side made him wake up from his weird trace, as he almost trembled to the front with the other person, who fell down on their knees, slightly hissing from the impact.

Jungkook stayed in the same slightly bend forward position in disbelief, raising his head to just stab daggers into the others back with his gaze, while planning to throw a few punches in return.

<i>'Who in the actual f-'</i>

The person didn't took long to reach out on the floor, and start grabbing some of the few items that flew from his little travel bag, when he fell from the impact, while murmuring, "I'm so sorry", in a loop.

Jungkook slowly straightened his posture and buried his hands into his black sweatpants, while not adverting his eyes from the boy on the floor, who was apparently too busy to notice the others death stare behind him.

The raved haired waited for a solid 35 seconds, before the other individual decided to finally get up and turn to face him.

Jungkook was about to throw a handful of insults at the others incapability to walk like a normal person, instead of ramming into him like an idiot at full speed. Was he blind??

"Are you bli-"

Jungkook was about to say but his voice cut off the moment he made eye contact with the dark brunette.

The boy possessed a pair of eyes that you see in a dream. They were so mystically dark, yet held all the stars and galaxies in them. It was remarkable, yet so hard to look away.