A Flower of...Love

24- Love is...

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Third Person's POV

Yoongi curled himself into a ball and crawled into a corner, getting ready to endure 10 minutes of hell once again. He stole a glance at Jungkook, but turned away in disgust as he recalled what that person just did to himself.

Jungkook picked up the long sleeved t-shirt once again and put it on, covered the stains with he pillows, and unlocked the door for Jin. He couldn't turn back anymore, Yoongi saw his wounds, his going to tell Jin sooner or later, there was no point in hiding. Might as well tell them everything and get it over with.

"What happened? Well I heard everything you said..." Jin barged in carrying a worried expression on his face. He looked around the room for a while, processing the other two's conversation. Once he analyzed their words he widened his eyes proving that he already got the brief idea of what happened. "You...you kissed him?" His long fingers pointed from Jungkook to Yoongi, and from Yoongi back to Jungkook.

Jungkook sighed and sat back down, "Let's wait for 10 minutes first. I fed Yoongi a petal."

Jin nodded and sat down on the floor, crossing his legs, "I figured." He glanced at Yoongi who was in agony and immediately felt sorry.

After 10 minutes that seemed like hours, Yoongi stood up and wiped off his sweat. "Thank you but not really." He said to Jungkook, but proceeded turned his head to face Jin, "Jin, Jungkook is hurting himself." When Yoongi saw the confused look on Jin, he added, "The sleeve is covering the wounds and scratches. Look." Without permission, Yoongi walked forward and yanked up Jungkook's sleeve, making me wince in pain.

Jin let out a gasp but eventually closed his mouth and frowned in worry. Jungkook pushed away Yoongi's hand, which was still clinging on his sleeve and sighed for the third time. "I know I don't have a lover, but the wounds still hurts, just like a REAL wound would." He rolled his eyes at Yoongi but continued, "I'm going to explain, but only to get this over with."

All three of them settled down and got ready for Jungkook's story.

"In the few years I've spent here, no one came to find me. Not one soul. You guys were the first, well, first and second." Jungkook's original voice filled with power and confidence is now reduced to a normal teenager's innocent one, and his eyes are now full of sorrow and sadness. "I thought I hated people, especially young people like you. I know I'm younger, but you are still considered young in our society. Anyways I thought I would hate you guys, but these 30 days I've spent with you are the best days of my life." He paused for a while, feeling his heart getting strangely, warmer. "And that's why I am going to tell you my story."

So for the following 15 minutes, Jungkook told two acquaintances, probably strangers, his life story. His lost parents, his grandpa, and his idea of love. Jin ate a petal too, just in case.

"The reason I grow these flowers, is to tell everyone that love is not as good as they think it is. Human made up the definition of love, and really they are just blinding themselves with their own lies. What I don't understand is how you two are still living happily in this month. It doesn't add up, why you feel so happy calling your other half despite not seeing them for a whole month. Shouldn't they hate you by now?"

Yoongi and Jin had stayed silent throughout the whole story, but when it came to end on a serious question about love, they both know it's time to say something. Even after what Jungkook did to Yoongi, he now felt sorry that Jungkook was concealed in a home for years, away from the wonderful thing they call "love". Jin felt the same, and they both were lost in thoughts about their lucky lives with their other half since they ate the petal.