2 Months later...
May is coming and it'll be the second month of us being apart since I've returned to Malaysia. I miss him, a lot, really. All we've had together is happiness. In that only two days, Jungkook has been cherishing every single moment which we can spend together.
Though he gets a little pissed off about me asking for help which drives him away from me, his anger is then diminished again when he finds his way out from the room. The moment when he slides behind me, I've fallen asleep. No matter how he snuggles me or blows at my neck, there is no effect on me.
What? How do I know? Of course Jungkook has told me on the next day when I wake up.
Now, let's return to the topic. It's morning now and my second alarm clock is beeping non-stop. As the clock beeps by broadcasting video channels which I've set on long time ago, I decide to lower the volume down and keep sleeping.
However, a coincidence happen.
No! No! Don't you dare guessing that the radio plays one of BTS's songs before I can get my little hands on the buttons. No, not ever. Actually, I jump up in shock after realising that I haven't iron my uniform. Yes, I've gotten myself a job in a restaurant nearby.
Lazily, I scramble down from the bed until I nearly tumble and hurry downstairs. My conrrugated uniforms are awaiting me in a line, hoping to get ironed. "The heck, what was I thinking?" I nearly curse out loudly when my poor fingers accidentally touch the hot iron. "Ouch ouch.."
This is my life. Back to normal. As normal as before. Less phone calls, less messages, or sometimes even none as we are all busy with our futures. Jungkook has told me that they might take part in the Billboard Music Awards(BBMAs), which means that he'll be a lot more busier, and yes, I'm sure will be their craziest supporter.
I know ARMYs are crazy and so do I. Thinking that BTS might win, my heart will bloom in happiness. Putting on my uniform and long black pants, I settle down myself and is ready to go to work.
I always love morning jobs. Although it is tiring for me to get up early, thinking about less people will be coming for breakfast has soothed my tension down on the spot. Besides, I've get to know many new friends from other countries such as Nepal and Myanmar.
I even learn the ways to write in Burmese from a senior which I've considered the best, Yanshin. Busy working days and loaded events has slowly diluted the saturation of the thought of Jungkook in my head. Am I forgetting him? Will he forget me?
"Have your breakfast, Xiaomei." My reverie is broken by my beloved manager's voice from a distance. Xiaomei means 'little girl' in Mandarin. Breakfast time. Once I've punched my card, I must finish my tea break within 10 minutes. Pretty short but it's not time consuming.
As I've reached the table, I fish out my phone from the pocket and find miscalls, from my mother, my friend Heidi and-
One of them is from Jungkook. He's been calling me using Whatsapp at about 8.48 am. Who should I call first? I press on a number and put the phone by my ear.
"Hello?" It's my friend, Heidi who has picked up. "JiaQi is it?"
"Yeah, how are you? Long time no see bro." She chuckles upon my words and then, I follow her action.
"I'm fine." Heidi says. "And you?"
"Me too." I try to utter out my words in a cheerful manner. But, I fail.
"What's the matter?" She sounds concerned, I think I should tell her.
I don't know how long have I used to tell her my story with that jerk, I know that's what she says after I have finished with sobs and cries. "Call him." She says firmly. "My JiaQi is always a happy girl, I don't wish she lost that pretty smile hmm.."
So this is what calls an international love. Call him. "I will. Talk to you later, bye." I hang up the phone and realise that the time is up. I stare at Jungkook's name for quite a moment, until I've reached the punch card machine. "Maybe later."
***
Jungkook
Jaykee hasn't been replying my calls and messages since morning. It's 1st of May today, which means I am going to switch place again and soon, to Manila, Philippine.
Why? Why on earth there is no Malaysia in our schedule huh? Why? “Jungkookie,” calls Yoongi-hyung as he pats my back and sits down beside me. "Namjoonie-hyung has planned to make a video for our fans. I think you have to join us." Yup, it's Spine Breaker, which Yoongi-hyung is talking about.
He has been writing the lyrics together with our opinions these few days, hoping to come out with a good work. As ARMYs have been supporting us wholeheartedly, we can't disappoint them right? It's a little like how I'm trying to make Jaykee happy as she's my little girlfriend, though she doesn't really think so. No one on earth ever knows our relationship except my hyungs because they are good at handling secrets.
The purpose I'm writing this down isn't for showing off about how international relationships are. I just want you guys who are willing to read this, to know that things will be different and time will wash out everything before you can realise.
When there is a chance, reach out and catch it. Like how that munchkin does when she sees the stars, though she knows about her height wouldn't reach the place. Anyways, I will call her once again after the Spine Breaker shot, because I won't just give up like that or our relationship will be over.
"Kookie-ah.." Oh, there is my hyungs again. I've got to go now. See you in the next chapter.
Jaykee, I know you're busy right there. But it's okay. I know what is like to be busy. Don't blame yourself for not answering me, and don't be mad when I've missed your phone call. I will always be with you, in your heart. Just give me some time, I swear I will-..
I will come look for you one day.
Beep. Message sent.
*What the actual hell am I writing😂😂😂??!!! I hope Jungkook won't read this by accident..😰😰😰
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