He is a dream that never will happen, even though I want him to be mine.
His eyes look so dangerous that it scares me. I never wanted to see that in his eyes, but fate played differently because that is what I see daily.
SOOKOOK STORY
START: 05 Jun...
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"Take a break, don't stress your body. Don't train untill I say. You need to save your energy for tomorrow." Mingyu says handing me the list.
"Okay."
"Go home Jungkook, I have confidence in you. Keep your mind at peace." I nodded my head before picking up the bag from the floor. After leaving the gym, I took a moment to close my eyes and sense my environment. Tomorrow is the big day and despite Mingyu's reassurances, I can't help but feeling anxious. I tend to struggle with anxiety when I know something significant is about to happen.
I hopped into my car and drove my way to my apartment. I'm unsure if Jisoo is around or not. A part of me hopes to find her there. It's been a few days since we last met, as I was occupied with my training and couldn't spare time to see her.
Whenever I see her face, it calms my nerves. Her non-stop talking keeps my mind busy as I try to concentrate on each word that comes out of her mouth. I unlocked my door and was unaware that Jisoo was standing on the stool. She lost her balance as I pushed open the door before she could fall, I rush and managed to held her in my arms.
"Ugh!" She yelled out with her eyes closed. As she clung tightly on my t-shirt, I held her close to me careful not to drop her. My heart raced as I let out a heavy breathing. Adjusting her weight in my arms, I made sure to hold her securely.
"What are you doing there?" I asked her. After opening her eyes, she took a minute to process everything before breaking into a smile, still with some tension on her face.
"I was putting a photo frame there." She replies.
"Who puts a photo frame there?" I asked still holding her in my arms. Why isn't she heavy?
"Me." I rolled my eyes before turning around, still holding her in my arms. My gaze landed on the photo frame she had placed there. It was a snapshot of me and the boys back when we were at Jisoo parents's house. In the picture, Namjoon and I were engrossed in a video game, while Yoongi was munching on a slice of pizza and Hoseok was chuckling at the TV he was watching.
"Where did you find the photo?" I asked Jisoo.
"Mom had taken many pictures of you, but you may not know it. When I asked for a few photos, she sent them to me."
"It's good." I murmur.
"Look at the old Jungkook, he is kinda skinny." She said.
"Skinny?"
"Yeah, compared to the current Jungkook, old Jungkook is skinny!" A chuckle left my mouth. I was busy looking at the photo frame and remembering the old days when I forgot that I was still holding Jisoo.
"Jungkook, put me down. I don't wanna break your arms when your knock on tomorrow." She said snapping me out of my thoughts.
I immediately nodded then put her down to her feets. "Your weight is nothing compared to the weight I lift. You need to eat." I commented.
