TW: idk
you were a dancer, you have been a dancer since you were a child, and you had a boyfriend who is also a dancer and his name is jungkook, both of you did ballet but recently you had a bad injury, your whole leg broke making you unable to walk or dance for months
you had finally recovered and jungkook took you back to the theater to practise your dancing, you dreaded dancing but it was your thing, you were supposed to do your thing but... what was your thing?
you wore your old dance outfit, all of the memories flooding back, you went to the stage of the empty theater and jungkook played the song you danced to, your heart no longer raced to dance, you were trying to pull yourself to dance, you managed to remember some of your old dance to the music, your pointe shoes making your dance moves easier, that was all untill you fell down, your leg shook and jungkook rushed up to make sure you were ok "baby are you hurt?" he said with a hint or worry in his voice while rubbing your injured leg, you nodded and got up, you felt a pang of dread inside you
it felt crumbling down... was that your first death of your love for ballet and dancing that you were always afraid of?
you tried dancing again but kept messing up, it no longer made your heart vibrate like it once used to and you were furious with yourself, jungkook kept cheering you up trying to lighten the mood, you died your first death today.. you felt like you wanted to run away
jungkook changed the song but no song affected you anymore, you could hear your own heartbeat pulsing, you were crying out a silent cry and kept dancing to avail
you kept looking around the dark empty theate, it felt like an ocean with all lights silenced, your feet kept wandering around, it felt like only you and the music existed, even though you kept messing up you felt like sinking, like time didnt pass and you were trapped in eternity
jungkook once again changed the song, you tried to keep your flow but you kept losing focus... you wanted to be free from yourself, your feet couldnt carry you anymore and you kept falling down and messing up
you opened your eyes and went back to dancing you felt like you were dragged into a dark mess that you couldnt escape, the song felt endless and your patience was running thinner and thinner, as soon as the song ended you fell to the floor and started sobbing, jungkook rushed and kneeled nect to you rubbing your back, you were sobbing and shaking like you never had before
"whats wrong baby? talk to me" jungkook said while rubbing your back and kissing your head trying to soothe you
thats the moment you realised you lost your passion to dance forever, there was no going back now.. something you loved a few months ago you hate with a burning passion now
"jungkook i hate dancing, i cant keep doing it anymore" you said removing your pointe shoes, getting up and walking away as he chased behind you
"its ok my love, i understand why you hate it" he said kissing your tears
he guided you to the changing rooms to change into some comfortable clothes leaving your pointe shoes in the middle of the stage in the cold wooden floor of the empty theater marking an end to your love for ballet and dance
he took them in his hands and him them in his backpack keeping them as a memorable item
both of you walked out of the theater and you sighed feeling relieved
it was all over, no more injuries no more ballet
~end~
