my bestfriend's brother ✔️

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belated congratulations on graduating kookie ✨ armys' so proud of you rn. we love you 💕
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jungkook;

It felt good. His breath, his eyes, his eyes— it all feels right. I missed his warmth, the fast beating of his heart against mine. I missed him. It's like I am where I want to be and who I wanna be with, everything's perfect.

The way those three words rolled off his tongue feels too real. Every kiss and every thrust just sends me off to cloud nine. "I love you," he managed to croak out as he thrusted deeper, leaving small bites and kisses all over my neck and jaw.

I didn't know I was crying when he cupped my cheeks and gave me a smooth peck on the lips, thumbs brushing my tears away. "Don't cry, you look way better with a smile on." He whispered, a certain tone in his voice that had my heart melting through his words. Maybe it was the certainty in his eyes or the sweetness in his voice, I don't know, but it managed to create a small smile on my lips.

"I just missed you so fucking much, hyung." I confessed, pulling him by the crook of hus neck to pull him even closer. "It was hell without you." I sobbed against his neck.

He smiled, bringing his face closer and gave me an eskimo kiss before leaning to peck a kiss on my forehead and thrusted deeper, fastening his pace that had me a moaning mess, loosing my mind. His touch were addictive, his voice playing like a great melody created by an angel.

Park Jimin is indeed a masterpiece.

There were no other words exchanged after that, the both of us drowning in each other's warmth. The only edible sounds heard was our moans and pants of pleasure, a few whispers of I love you's before starting yet another round of great and wild sex.

He fucked me up so good that I managed to forget every pain and every wounds he have engraved on my heart. All is left forgotten and was replaced by a huge grin and a great feeling of euphoria. It was great, I am happy again.

Perhaps it was in the way his eyes lit like fire as he locks with me or the gentle smile spread across his face that had me mesmerized and caged in depths of his soul. Was it the sparks in his every kiss that had me submitting down or was it the silent promise made in every burns of his touch, I don't know and niether of us cared. This.....this was the lost Jimin that I once knew— the innocence in his very eyes and the truth behind his every smile.

"I missed you, Jimin." I finally uttered, voice raspy and cracked as tears welled down my eyes one by one. "I missed you....where the fuck have been all this time?" and the way he tilted his head to the side and reached out to brush away my tears reassured me that he knew.

He knew what I was pertaining to.

"Hidden somewhere, lost and afraid." He whispered against my lips. "I hid so well that somehow, I couldn't find my way back."

I chuckled. "Who were you hiding from, hyung?" I caressed his left cheek.

He just smiled and pecked me on the lips, "It's more of a 'what' actually." He let out a sad laugh. "I was afraid to face reality— the utmost fact that pain demands to be felt what was haunted me the most. The thought of it frightens me. I was scared." He confessed.

"It's okay to feel pain once in a while, ya'know?" I pecked his nose. "Life without pain is meaningless and boring, Jimin, for pain is the very definition of it. It gives life meaning. The heart aches, wounds and scars, they all just proved that you have lived and survived. Pain can sometimes be good, hyung." I smiled.

"I don't fear pain, Jungkook." He said, his voice low and a bit shaky as his eyes started to water. I frowned. He seems like he wanted to speak but couldn't, eyes dark and deep like a broken poetry. It felt like he was having a battle against himself whether to speak the unspoken truths or just shut up and stick to his foolish lies.

"Then what is it, hyung?" I managed to croak out, fear creeping up inside me.

"I fear the tears to be shed, the pain caused by my very words, my every kiss and my selfishness. The eyes of the soul whose heart I've wrecked to pieces was what haunted me the most." he muttered, life almost draining out off me as he rested his head on the side of my face, hot and wet tears streaming down the crook of my neck as I listened every so painfully as he sobbs.

"H-hyung...I don't understand." I frowned, reaching a hand to caress his soft dark locks, hugging him tightly.

"I have to go," he whispered, breaking my heart in half. "I don't belong in your arms." his grip tightened and so did mine.

"W-what are you talking about, hyung?" I panicked, hugging him even tighter. "You're going to leave me again? No you can't. It was a mistake to let you go once, I'm not doing it again! Goddamn it Jimin!" I found myself wailing against the crook of his neck.

I can't lose him again. I just can't.

"There is a war between my heart and my mind, Jungkook. It is a matter of great fear and the great desire to be selfish. I need to go, if I don't come back, please let me go."

He pulled away and cupped both my cheeks, his tears falling to my face like rain. And before I know it, his lips already sealed it with a kiss, leaving me dazed and enchanted. The kiss spoke of so many things, confusing me. It felt like hell at the same time heaven.

And the next thing I know,

I was alone.