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- 10th February -
Humming to a song he was all-too-familiar with, Jungkook strolled through the forest path.
Ten days. Ten long days had passed after he lost everything. Happiness, gone, along with the will to live, since absence filled the gap that his second half ordinarily would. The half that made him want to be alive and breathe. Who rescued him when no one else could, along with guiding him to see what life truly was and what beauty really meant. The one that gave him the most beautiful moments in life.
Compared to the circulating thoughts, his steps were mere silence; the music which played from his earphones being only smooth water draining calmly from a hose during a summer noon.
Gazing across the scenery that laid in a thick layer of snow with hollow, half-lidded eyes, his lips carved a narrow line. Nearing where they had their first kiss. Consequently, at the sight of the recognizable hill, his eyes began burning to the overwhelming warmth which replaced what once was a pleasant feeling of absolutely nothing.
A giant oak tree with a tiny wooden swing attached to it lay on top of the hill; and albeit standing far away, Jungkook could still identify it clearly.
Narrowing his eyes, he gnawed on his lips.
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"Jungkookie..." Whined Taehyung with a honey-coated voice, pouting with cherry colored lips as his hands gripped each side of the swing with outstretched legs, hovering over the grass with flowers that held the most divine colors of the universe.
Smiling gently after capturing a picture of him, Jungkook swiped the Polaroid carefully in the other's direction.
"Bless you for the lovely picture!" His tone drenched in genuine praise and the use of formal words caused his friend to cover his face with his hand, flustered.
"Now, I can push you." Confirmed Jungkook when close, grass penetrating its way between his toes, Taehyung shot up his limbs in excitement along with a broad, toothy grin. "Yay!" A rich cheer of glee protruded enthusiastically as he began gaining speed.
'What a dork...' Thought Jungkook with a genuine smile as he pushed the teen.
A joyful laughter engulfed the air, Taehyung's type of laugh which mirrored the sweetness of warm milk mixed with a spoon of organic honey. Consequently, Jungkook's heart increased in pace and his cream skin tinted with a shell pink.
Without thinking, he stopped the swing right when it arrived which shocked Taehyung. Even more so when Jungkook's face appeared right in front of his, looking deeply into the captivating coffee-colored eyes of the other, registering what dreams could lie within. Peering into the orbs which, because of rays of the sunshine, glittered likewise to stars inside the most breathtaking galaxy.
Leaning forward, Jungkook closed the gap between them, warmth spreading through their bodies, and, noting how soft Taehyung was to the touch, forced back a smile.
After parting, he formed a smirk, laughing at the priceless face his friend bore, his eyes were wide along with brows raised, baffled, lips parted, only a slight space separating them.
On the other hand, karma struck shortly and soon enough they appeared on the ground, Jungkook on his back and Taehyung on top of him, lips linked once more.
As if two worlds collided both teens felt booms inside their chests, fire building within them as butterflies flew wildly around their stomachs.
Disconnecting, both of the boys formed wide, delightful smiles, Jungkook revealing his two opal shaped front teeth that formed a bunny-like grin whilst Taehyung shaped a squarish one.
"I thought that'd never happen."
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Due to the memory, moreover, the need to relieve the pain, he punctured his lip and connected his left hand with the back of his head, rubbing where his headache took place.
Cursing under his breath, he approached the hill, almost up to the top. Albeit the lack of height, it wasn't very short either, so it did take a while to get up there.
Once he did his eyes fold shut, almost hurting with how forcefully he did it. During the time he took to make his way toward the swing, a layer of snow covering the wood surface, he opened them ever-so-slightly. Brushing the seat with his cold, red-tinted fingers gently, he gulped, bowing his head down and letting a few tears fall.
After he swept the snowflakes aside and seated himself on the swing, he pulled out his diary and pen. As a result of his heart thumping harshly against his ribs, a rush of pain coursed through his veins with every beat. Breathing became unbearable and unstable; moreover, his eyes were burning up, tears brimming the eyelids, some penetrating, managing to roll down his cheeks and land on the snow beneath him along with the diary or the hand which held the ink pen.
Will I ever wake up?
It's been ten days. Ten days without him.
Ten days without his smile, without his laughter, his comfort, his warmth.
I can't live any longer like this.
Please just let me wake up.
Please let me be with him.
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polaroid » t.k
Short Story"a beautiful shot of a beautiful boy." ;; a short taekook fanfic where jungkook, a photographer that takes only polaroids, lost his soulmate, whom was also the love of his life, by suicide. only having the polaroids as memories of the boy that cease...
