Being With You... [BTS Fanfiction]

✧Chapter 5✧ Haven't I Seen You Before?

♡♡ Iseuls POV ♡♡

After a quick, a real quick conversation with Jungkook I kinda still wanted to talk to him more and catch up with him cause it's very rare for Kookie to call and message me since we lived in a different continent and country, don't get me wrong it's nice to hear from him every once in a while but like I said before it's very rare, I guess he kinda got bored after a while from speaking to me and completely forgot about me till now... But then again he is very well known now and he probably would've been pretty busy with all of his schedules, but what frustrates me a lot is that he never told me that he achieved his dream... Our dream and promise that we made together, I mean I'm very proud of him that he's successful now but when was he ever going to tell me that he made it? My back started to ache as I sat there with no back support so I stood up and did some stretches, which the aching sensation faded quickly. I glanced to where I left my bag and picked it up with my feet... What? I can't touch my toes okay, I try but it hurts my back and sometimes I'm lazy. Sliding my feet under the bag handle I quickly lifted my feet and grabbed my bag looking around trying to find somewhere to hang it over. Something dropped on the floor so I had to pick it up, this time kneeling on one knee grabbing the object. I turned it over and immediately it puts a smile on my face. I sat on my bed with the bag beside me, playing montages in my head from when I was little, while staring at the photo of Jungkook and I, making a sand castle in a sand pit next to a playground.

*FLASHBACK*

Jungkook sung on the swing while ajumeoni was behind pushing him gently, I was at the sand pit with eomma, I was having difficulties trying to build a big sand castle that I pictured in my head he  saw me struggle alot so he told ajumeoni to stop, she does exactly that and he quickly hops off the swing sprinting towards me. At that time I'm pretty sure we were 7 in Korean ages so we were 6 internationally. I became sad because the sand castle that my mother and I made, actually the sand castle that I made, eomma was just kneeling there day dreaming about who knows what, the sand castle looked like a big lump with a mini red flag on top.

"What are you building?" Jungkook walks up to me and bobs down.

"I'm trying to make a pretty castle so my Unicorn could live in it, but it looks like a lump of ttong (poo)." Pointing at the "sand castle" that I made.

"Do you want me to help you?" He chuckles.

I nodded and gave him a spare mini shovel. He runs towards his mom grabbing something from out of his back pack which seemed to resemble a water bottle then ran straight back to me.  I was unaware of what he was  about to do with that water but we'll see. He digs a good amount of sand and places it all in my pail, one scoop after another the bucket was finally full, he then pours some water in the bucket and made sure he doesn't put too much. He mixes it with his shovel before waiting  for it to dry a little then flips it upside down,  lastly he precedes to pat the pail with his small hands and lifts it which revealed a perfect sand castle. I was happy with the result and grew fascinated with it that I repeated the exact same steps but left out the water. Quickly turning the bucket upside down, patting the top and lifting it up to reveal a perfect sand castle. It was perfect but seconds later it broke apart and looked like a lump of ttong again. I sighed in disappointment.

"It looks like poop again."

He laughs. "You have to put some water into the sand so it would stick together, if you don't the sand castle will fall." He demonstrates it once again.

"How do you know this?" Curiously asks.

"When eomma and I where at the beach the same thing happened to me too, my sand castle that I made broke apart so eomma showed me what I should've done, she said that my grandfather taught her how to make it." Explains while demonstrating.