You Are Fine | Jeon Jungkook x Reader

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"You are fine."

Your eyes flutter open. The words still linger on your mind, still fresh, giving a chest pain that will surely stick until only God knows how long. He whispered the words like you are feeling their literal meaning. Why did he always tell you that you are fine? Because no, you are not fine, far from that even.

You almost sure that it just some kind of the realm of your illusion but again, it feels so real. you can feel his warm breath on the shell of your ear, maybe, have you lost your sanity? Anything that has continuously happened underneath your eyelids since that very one night, sure leaves you on the verge of lunacy. Waking up in this state every time the slumber can no longer take hold of you, only tortures you, tortures you, tortures you until the oxygen leaving your lung.

Body props on your side, facing the closet you once shared with him, arms and legs curling on your front. Your eyelids feel so heavy, not because you just woke up but because you've been crying even in your sleep. The remnant of the tears leaving your cheeks wet and tingly. You can feel the fire lighting up in your heart burns your throat, too hard to even gulp, too hurt. You cannot seem to find the energy to shift from where you are laying, the muscle on your body has betrayed you since that night. The pain holds you hostage in your own room, so pathetic. Your eyes wandered around the room, examining the dim lighted room with tears streaming down your side. You notice the window is open, giving the moonlight the access to beat down through the open window onto the skin of your arm. Then you feel the breeze, making you shuddered.

"Baby, you are feeling cold? I'm going to close the window, okay?"

He would always say that with his sleepy raspy voice, the voice you always grow in love with, but again he is not here to say, not anymore. It feels bizarre not having his arms circling around your waist, your legs entwined with his, or your face buried on his neck. When will you ever get used to this? Will you ever?

You don't even hear yourself sobbing and sniffing until you notice the moonlight from earlier has no longer to be seen. The pain gnawing your soul is kind of pain that makes you think you are about to lose your sanity anytime soon, you just wonder how long you are going to survive. Once again, mostly in the state like this, you'll never cease to utter the words that never and will never leave your lips. Three words that will not harm anybody, but enough to make you want to drown yourself in the ocean

"I miss you"

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'Baby I'm home'

His calming voice echoed your entire apartment. Getting up from bed, you felt the urge to finally kiss your beloved boyfriend. 12 hours without him felt like an eternity. As you made your way to him, you examined him from head to toe, handsome as always, but still you could read the lethargy on his face, his figure.

"There you are" he said while putting his work stuffs on the couch. "C'mere." You accepted his open arms with delight, circling your arms around his waist and him mimicking your gesture.

"How was work, Mr. Jeon? You look so tired." You examined his face, eyes, brows, nose, mouth, just everything before your eyes, while bringing your palm to caress his soft cheek.

He only smiled to that, bearing his pearly white teeth. "I was. But being with you here now, I don't even know what tired is."

You leaned closer on his chest, finding your peaceful time on it and listening to every beating of his heart. The thought of his heart beating for you couldn't hold back the light giggles erupting from your lips. So adorable, he thought.

"What's so funny?" He managed to say in the middle of mesmerizing the way you giggled. He looked down eyeing you curiously, knitting his brows.

"Nothing," You smiled, still burying your head on his chest. "I just love you too much."