JUNGKOOK IS DIFFERENT.

24/09

beautiful pt 2

ever since i saw jungkook's arms,
he rolls up his sleeves around me.
he doesn't hide them anymore,
wearing them like a medal.

but it makes me angry.
jungkook is too pretty for those scars.
his skin is too nice to be so hurt.
he's to beautiful to be so broken.
whoever did this to jungkook,
makes me angry.

he showed me why he only wears bandaids on some.
the ones with bandaids on them are huge,
gashing across his arm completely,
skin still wide open.
it looks so painful,
so, so painful.
his arms are covered in blood,
dried or fresh.

today, i couldn't keep my eyes off the scars.
i kept looking, and he noticed.
"they don't make you grossed out, do they?"
i shook my head 'no' quickly.
he didn't seem to think i meant it,
and began rolling down his sleeves.

i held his arm,
and rolled the sleeve back up.
he stared at my hand,
watching my moves very carefully.
so i brought his arm to my chest.
he tilted his head slightly,
hair sticking to his cheek.
"what are you doing?"

i brought his hand to my mouth,
and kissed his bruised knuckles.