Tomorrow is a blur for everyone but not for her. She knows too well that her future is just a repeat of her past. Bloody. Cold. Bruised. That will be her. Will she risk to have that tomorrow again just to treasure the blink of happiness before it w...
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Our first encounters were not in the palace, but in a market bustling with activities for the incoming coronation. I didn't know who he was then, but I definitely knew he was my soulmate.
- Memory Journal: The King's Court, page 1 –
"Stop it hyung. Stop Staring." Yoongi grumbles , nose crunching and cheeks heating up, embarrassed. He is sitting at the left most part of the five seater couch, elbows on the arm rest as he semi- covers his face. But his complaint just passes through deaf ears as Jin just continue staring. He doesn't feel animosity though. It's just discomforting for someone to openly stare at him with a stern look in their eyes even if it's his hyung.
"What's this?" Hoseok laughs puts his phone down on his lap. His right elbow jabs Namjoon beside him, who is at the right most of the couch, wanting the leader to take notice of the weirdness consuming the artists' lounge, where they are all at. Weren't they secretively whispering and giggling from time to time during the meeting? He really doesn't want to admit it, but he wanted to know what happened between them. Not after knowing they've been with Dal-rae. No. He's not invigorated of them postponing the dance practice. After all, they did their best last night. Rather, he wants to be included.
Namjoon's flip phone snaps close while his chuckles resound. "Are you on something, Jin hyung? What happened with the two of you with Dal-rae?" He doesn't show it but he is quite jealous. Why didn't he thought to go easy on scheduling his work before? Why must he punish himself by drowning himself with work after work? Now that he can't turn back time nor postpone things, he is reduced to just text messaging with his beloved Dal-rae. He badly misses her.
Jungkook laughs as he makes his place on the carpeted floor, between his Hobi hyung and Namjoon hyung. His arms are on their thighs, feeling so comfortable and giddy. The youngest wanted to interjects his own experience with his Baby Noonna. He can't help wanting to brag everyone on the way their relationship has been doing. Not with her allowing him, his Jimin hyung, and Taehyung hyung dominate her. Not to mention on how she got along with them even with their teasing this morning. If only they didn't have a scheduled photoshoot, they might have cuddled as much as they want, basking on the heat of their body and soul. But he must control himself. After all, his Taehyung hyung had been excitedly announcing everything in their group chat. He is here to consume the varied packs of Korean food spread on the coffee table.
"Yoongi was really happy." Jin starts whilst pulling a stool and sits across Yoongi, thoughtful. His eyes never leaving the younger's shy ones.
"What?" Yoongi gapes. He can't believe that his hyung has a problem with his state of happiness. What's wrong with being happy anyway?
"This entire day. The way you smile, especially when you were talking to Dal-rae-ah. You were so happy." Seokjin recounts. "I mean... really happy."
"Isn't that nice?" Taehyung sits beside Yoongi, a boxy smile on his face. He himself is happy beyond compare. He can still feel the crazy thumping of his heart, pumping adrenaline on his veins. He even got a problem during the photoshoot as he couldn't help but smile. Not with the memory of her lust lacing her orbs. Her swollen lips waiting for more of his kisses. The shrill of unbridled joy as their body joined into a dance of ecstasy still lingers on his nerves. Then, her whimpering his name as he gave her his body and soul. It's unforgettable.
