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IV

https://www.blogposts.com/.aestheticsjk/ 1/31/12/2013

31st December 2014

It has been a year already! Like my fetus writing has gone through so much and now I'm all emo right now. Anyways, thank you so much for sticking with me, for hearing or rather seeing my rants. Trust me when I say you have made my life so much more bearable...I treasure each and every one who reads these posts. Thank you so much.

Again, just so you know, right from snapping pictures from my camera to typing random things on my blog...it has all been due to you.

With love,
Jungkook.

Sixteen year old Taehyung was not quite enlightened about expressions, but could feel the gratefulness seeping from his screen as he read Jungkook's blog post. Before stumbling upon said male's blog, he never really had a 'thing' or a favourite. It sucked to not have a taste. It felt like as if he was obliged to just accept whatever was given to him and that made him ignore his likes or dislikes.

Things changed in 2013, when he was fifteen, a hormonal mess. He discovered that he loved forests. He dislikes being alone. He kind of didn't like girls. All of the above mentioned opinions originating from Jungkook's blog.

Well, he would be lying if he admitted that he checked for his blog updates every day. Not really. Nevertheless, it warmed his heart, knowing there was someone who has bottled their emotions just like him. He pictured him as a baby...a little brother with bunny teeth? (As described by Jungkook on Easter)
Perhaps, it seemed as if Jungkook was reading it out to him, with a voice not too familiar, with imperfect writing and a cliche layout.

Yet, he went back to it. Whenever he was bored? Every week. Weeks became days and soon it was etched as a part of his daily routine.

Soon, he discovered that the thoughtful younger(than whom he was two years elder) was quite a good photographer and nature enthusiast.  He always posted aesthetic pictures, ones that connected the sky and the forests, ones with a prominent shade of Viridian.

It was after turning seventeen that Taehyung realised, he indeed bore feelings for the younger male, maybe platonic but as of then, he began loving the said male, who loved physical education and lamb skewers, whose heart still aches at the thought of his beloved mother...

One could say that maybe he was 'catfishing' without pictures. Whatever it was, the brunette's heart warmed at the sight of a new post. Maybe Jungkook was just another fake personality on the internet, but he still couldn't stop cooing over his adorableness. He was mesmerized and decided to just go with the flow of how things were going. Back then, thinking made his head hurt.

Jungkook became such an integral part of his life, without the knowledge of both of them. He painted the hues across the canvas, warmth surging through his veins, and his head spinning with inspiration. The posts happened quite a few times for a month, but still he found the feeling to be something that binds him to the mysteries of the earth, away from all the pathetic stereotypes he would face.

All he hoped for was just meeting him...to hear his voice, to find how relevant it was to the one he imagined..

Jungkook, you are like the water to my watercolours, you bind my life and I don't remember thinking that it will dry out one day, as I love beautiful lies.