✨𝕭𝖊𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖎𝖋𝖚𝖑🍁

38-Remember🍁

__Remember__

Author's Pov 🙋🏻‍♀️
Ignore The Mistakes.

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Taehyung settled into his chair, his mind consumed by thoughts of Jungkook.

He whispered to himself, "Will he remember me this time? Or will he forget me again, leaving me with a hollow ache?" Another question plagued him, "Will he return my scarf, the one I left knowingly.?" Taehyung's face buried in his palm, his eyes shut tight.

(Bunny's Tiger is smart.)

He sighed, the sound barely audible. "Let's hope," Tae mumbled, seeking solace in optimism.

To distract himself, Taehyung immersed himself in work, focusing on the tasks at hand.

"Perhaps this time he will not forget me." Taehyung thought, turning a page of the file.

...

Across the office, Jungkook's gaze lingered on the scarf, its soft fabric a gentle reminder of the mysterious boy.

Fidgeting with the scarf, Jungkook pondered how to return it to its rightful owner.

Just then, Jimin's sudden voice shattered Jungkook's reverie.

"You buy a scarf?" Jimin asked, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of amusement.

Jungkook flinched, his eyes darting up to meet Jimin's.

Vigorously shaking his head, Jungkook replied, "No." But Jimin's judging look deepened, his eyes narrowing.

"Then why's it on your hands?" Jimin queried, his interest piqued.

Jungkook hesitated, uncertain how to reveal the truth. "The elevator," Jungkook began, his voice trailing off.

Jimin's curiosity turned into a gentle prod. "Spill it, Jungook," Jimin urged.

Jungkook hesitated, collecting his thoughts before sharing the lift encounter with Jimin.

"I met someone in the elevator today," Jungkook began, his voice barely above a whisper.

"He was wearing the same clothes as me, and... I felt something. Like... I" Jungkook's eyes searched for understanding.

Jimin's expression turned somber, his mind racing with possibilities.

He knew Jungkook's past, the memories lost and the love forgotten. "Tell me more," Jimin encouraged.

Jungkook recounted every detail, from the person's tears to their shared glance.

"I feel drawn to him, but I don't know why," Jungkook confessed, frustration etched on his face.

Jimin's smile was tinged with sadness, knowing the boy was Tae, the love Jk had forgotten.

"I'll return his scarf at lunch time and apologize to him, if I made him uncomfortable," Jungkook resolved.

Jimin chuckled, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Only if you remember his face," Jimin mumbled, somber.

Jungkook's brow furrowed, offense creeping into his voice. "I may have lost memories, but I recall you and everyone else," Jungkook said.

Jimin's smile hinted at unspoken the thoughts. "Except him," Jimin thought to himself.