BORROWED TIME || J.JK

••×e n t r y 16ו•

••×e n t r y  16ו•

[Dear Jungkook,
I don't wanna fall anymore. . . because everything that falls, breaks.]

AUTHOR's POV.

You've been able to make it alive for the past four days of teaching your five students in the same room with Bangtan boys. You were barely alive in that suffocating atmosphere, teaching five abnormal students that was competing with one abnormal heart you have, happening to see how BTS work for their stressful comeback, flinching every time Suga barges in the room slamming the door every time he did, getting hungry every time Jin visits and brings food for the boys sometimes and lastly, hearing Jungkook having a sweet conversation on his phone with his girl like every break time just to make your heart sunk more.

With restless eyes, still alive, though barely breathing for life. . . you stood there blank and motionless, for the first time of your life you felt terrible each day. Your heart wasn't anywhere to be felt inside your chest anymore, it stopped beating. The feeling was killing you like a torturous killer, chopping your heart bit by bit by the mere sight of Jungkook's fancy girlfriend walking in their practice room for the first time, being kissed on her cheek and hugged tightly by Jungkook.

You instantaneously dropped the act of the teacher teaching her students, as you felt one aching skip of a beat inside your heart. It was gloomy and painful. Your hands slowly dropped low on your sides as the smile on your cheeks stiffened and started to look like a sad-bitter one.

Little did you know, there are also six pairs of eyes seeing right through you. . . given the five boys beside you and the person you unknowingly know that has an idea about your feelings and definitely knew who you are since the beginning.

Kim Namjoon, who only sighed at the woeful scenery he sees. Where a girl silently experience the pain as she sees the guy that she loves so much, loving another woman who isn't her.

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"Love, can I borrow one of your shirts?" Eun Ji, Jungkook's girlfriend asked from his wardrobe.

He hummed a reply, as he continued to play on his phone— back laying on his bed with his hands above his face and shins rocking on the edge of his bed, as it drops low.

"Love, I didn't know you're into girly handkerchiefs?" Eun Ji asked, showing Jungkook a pink patterned handkerchief, as she teasingly smile.

Jungkook jot up starring at the hanky with a muddled look on his face. He gestured Eun Ji to give it to him, as the latter obediently obayed him sitting beside him.  An just as the soft fabric landed on his palm a sly grin pasted his lips. He buried the tip of his nose on the hem of the handkerchief, as the intoxicating scent of sweet candy invades the hindmost part of his nose.

He didn't know it was still in his cabinet. He never washed it ever since he got it from you that night. He treasures it so much, but forgot about it when he stopped finding you.

"What? You look like a freak Jungkook! Hahah is that yours or what?" Eun Ji bombarded him with questions as a confused giggle escaped her mouth.

Jungkook beamed at her, nodding, he remembers the marvelous memory of you. "Someone gave this to me. . . its from someone who gave me a truly to be cherished memory and lesson in life."

"That person sounded so great." Eun Ji commented.

"Yeah, she is." The smile never left his face. "She's the person who told me how much loved I am by our fans, she's the person who understood all situations around her, she's the person who willingly gave up her chance just not to hurt the others, she's the girl who taught me the reality in life, she's the girl who snapped some senses in me, she's the selfless girl who I was finding ever since I last saw her. . ." He's voice trailing off as the smile on his face slowly faded. "She's the girl that I've  forgotten about because I was too tired of finding her and I've met you already."

His girlfriend patted his back in a comforting manner, she's the perfect girl and there's definitely no reason for Jungkook or any guy can to not fall for her. Since she's really ideal and pretty, no flaws nor attitude blemishes. Jungkook will never leave a girl like her for just someone... Like you. "Its okay. . . you have me, Jungkook." She comforted him.

He nodded his head as he leaned in kissing her lightly. Though not too long enough, he pulled away as he remembered the taste of your ChapStick on his lips when he kissed you five years ago.

The feeling of your lips on him never left. It was still lingering there.

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