AERODROME | JiKook

Chapter 7

Telepathy. It could be that one powerful connection we share. It could be a gift to us other than this friendship.

I shrugged off my thoughts and called him again. He seems to be so down to the point that he can't use his agility anymore. I can understand why he's feeling that way, because school has been so tight. It's killing him. His eyes is screaming exhaustion.

I am on my feet and I helped him get up as well. "Hyung, why don't you come to my place for some coffee? How's that?" I invited him with an encouraging voice.

"I would be honored." He smiled.
Wearing our backpacks at our backs, we then went straight to the lobby to wait for a taxi.

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Author's pov

The squeaking sound of the house's gates harmonized with Jungkook's whistles as they proceeded inside the house. The area is greatly bigger than Jimin's apartment room. It's wide, peaceful and stress-free.

I want to live here. Jimin said to himself.
Jimin started to wander around the room to search thoroughly through the walls and familiarize each corners of the house. After strolling for a few minutes, he ended up infront of a large, intimidating door that was labelled Heaven. Jimin was curious and felt that as if his pulse urged his arm to stretch forward and touch the doorknob to open the door. He looked sideways to see if Jungkook was there but it seems that he's busy in the kitchen as you can hear the cauldron's claps and the sound of a knife cutting an onion.

Jimin entered the room and was amazed by what's inside the so-called Heaven. It was painted by the mere colours of taupe and cream, and the walls and the ceiling were covered by soundproof foams. There were tables which carries varieties of monitors and microphones above them. At the left corner of the room rest the guitar, bass guitar, drums, and other musical instruments in their respective cases.
Jimin wandered his eyes all over the room to see it in a panoramic view. By then, he understood why Jungkook stated it as a metaphor to heaven.

The wall at the right side of the room were covered by mirrors from floor going up to the ceiling. It caught his attention. The situation touched the softest part of him. He was always been passionate about his dancing and the mirrors infront of him was his home. He moved closer to the mirrors, tears teased to trickle.
He raised his arm and slowly, smoothly slid his fingers to what's infront.
"You are nowhere better than your old self. I miss the old you."
He said to the Jimin in the mirror.
The cottony clouds inside him grew as a storm, but it didn't take long to softly rain and drain, and melt his innermost.

Fixing himself, he straightened his back and fixed his eyes to the image infront. He made eye contact with himself and talked through feelings. We can win if we fight. He said to himself.

"You're good at searching, hyung." Shocked and shy, Jimin stood back, lowering his head. "When I was new here few days ago, I never realized this house contain this room inside." Jungkook continued.

"Like, jinjja. It's really hard to find this room as this is located at the center. The Heaven is the heart of the house. Glad you found out about here because I really don't know how to introduce this to you and don't sound boastful and dramatic."
Jungkook was passionate. So damn passionate.

He called it Heaven. Jimin call it Rendezvous. He thought of it as comfort zone, Jimin thinks it's a battle field. The same piece, different interpretations. Here to prove that the only difference the people have are perspectives.

"The food is ready. Shall we go?"

"Yes thank you, Kookie."

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Jm's pov

"Do you have any friends in school, hyung?" He asked me with a curious look.

"Oh, haven't I mentioned you about Kaye? She's a friend of mine from Australia but moved here for some reason." He nodded. "We should hang out with her, she's fun!" I added.

"Well, that would be cool! I still have no friends here other than you and this house. If you're free some time, you can visit me here." He looks at me with his inviting eyes.

"Okay, sure." Putting my right leg at the chair infront of my seat at the dining table. I have no idea why I got so comfortable here and with him. I'm not that kind of  person that would easily adjust myself to new people whom I just met. He's a special friend of mine, perhaps.

"How's school, Captain Kookie?" I said it in a serious tone but It's so cute, I can't resist myself from laughing.

"Hard. But everything's fine." He chuckled.
"I know things are getting a little bit rough for you Doctor Chim-chim but you can do everything. I am rooting for you!" He smiled widely, showing his bunny teeth and dimple, full of charm.

I just smiled at him as a response.

"I think I got to go now, Kookie. It's getting late." I stood up from my chair and quickly went to the couch to get my bag before he could do it for me.
"See you tomorrow, again! I had fun!"

"Okay hyung. Be safe." He went closer to me. His left arm was lifted a little bit up and the other one was also raised widely. I was confused but I also mimicked his hand gestures so I opened my arms. "U-uhm, yeah?" Is he planning to hug me or not?

"Oh, this way, hyung." He guided me the way out using his right arm and held the door with his left. I felt so awkward. I thought we would uhm.... pat our backs or something.

I awkwardly shift my body at the back again, facing him and waved him good bye. "Good night! I'll get going!"

"Keep safe!"