BORROWED TIME || J.JK

••×e n t r y 4ו•

••×e n t r y 4ו•

[Dear Jungkook,
Do you know that falling in love with someone you can't have is like breaking your heart at the same time?]

YOUR POV.

Scenes from hours ago kept recompiling inside my messed up mind.

I was so close to touching Jungkook a while ago. I'm so close, yet I get further. He's on my reach, but why does it feels like I need to look up more to him now. Now that I finally got the chance to talk to him in person too. . . why does it felt like he's gotten further away from me?

I stood up from my bed, as I walk towards my hoodie that hangs in a messy manner at on of the chair and started putting it on.

I couldn't sleep with all this thinking.

I'm a very talkative person, but when I saw BTS in front of me a while ago. . . I didn't wanna say anything, I didn't talk too much. It was better that way. They don't need to know more about me and I don't have to know more about them. Because either way. . . they'll leave the next day in the morning.

I don't want to have abandoned feelings. I might have sound very selfish, as I was just thinking about my pain right now, but it is for the better. For me to move forward and not end up getting hurt by hoping too much. Coz I'm living in reality. This is reality.

I stepped out of our room ready to make my way to the nearby convenience store. I always get hungry in the process of thinking. Maybe I needed a little air as well.

As I turn my heel away from our rooms door, my eyes met a pair set of dark eyes as well. We both stood frozen for a second.

"You're still awake? Its midnight." Tad bit of worry was evident through his deep, soothing voice.

"Ah. . . yes- I needed some air." I mumbled, turning my gaze away from his.

"It's really late. It won't be safe for you to go out, on your own." He informed me, as he lend me his hand.

I glanced at his hands and to his face and back to his hand again. I furrowed my brows at him innocently, as he let out a deep chuckle.

"I'm hungry too." He came closer and whispered at my ear.

I blushed at his actions, as I felt butterflies partying inside my stomach. This guy doesn't know how my heart hurts right now because of him. My heart beat isn't normal and it has a rapid flow, but why is the feeling so soothing?!

"B-But, Jungkook. . . I don't have enough money to give you." I muttered, still looking at his hands.

He let out a stream of giggles as he took my wrist with the hand his been lending me and mumbled 'pabo' before dragging me to the elevator.

××

"So what do you want to buy?" He asked, scanning the cups of noodles at the aisle's food rack.

We're now at Seven-Eleven in the middle of the night and his currently choosing in between a spicy or seafood flavored noodles.

"I-I don't w-want anything." I spoke the truth. I don't really want to buy anything, I just needed some time out and a cold drink.

He eyed me mischievously, before smirking at me. "I'm still buying you food."

In the end, he still bought me noodles, same flavor as his and a boxed fresh milk. We sat at one of the stores cornered tables and he started to chomp on his newly cooked noodles.