Hiraeth jjk+k.th

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It has been weeks since he heard the ruffling of his sketchbooks.

"Well you are not even a wallflower. Like, dude get a life?Why are you even aliv-" Countless people passed innumerable amount of comments, making his college year worse, including the heavy pile of assignments and research papers. Being an engineering student was difficult, especially when you get into a top class institute with flying colours, as that increases your chance of being an outcast.

Overall, Taehyung felt as bad as bad could be.

The thirst to get attention and feel special invoked a new feeling on him. Restlessness. Thankfully, at then end of the fourth year, he wasn't high on drugs or tipsy due to alcohol. Well, the latter often happened when he decided to get laid but yeah, he pretty much knew about his tolerance.

Jungkook, was constantly swirling in his thoughts and no matter how far he would push him to the back of his head, the younger would again distract him in ways that could prove detrimental.

All the peer pressure finally got him as he shyed away from checking Jungkook's blog. It's childish! He would remind himself, his inner self in a turmoil.

Negativeness rubs into people faster than optimism, even though we readily accept the positivity lurking around in the most minute of ways. We always live for people, because of people of them and ensure that most of our actions throw them in the positive light,ignoring ourselves. And that's how unknowingly, Taehyung was in the hands of the puppeteers, and was tossed around, and this made Taehyung doubt that if his entire life was this scripted.

So this plant is of Indian origin! Like it's so cool, you can use it as a hair colourant and I really really want to try it.

Get yourself together dammit. This one's an important recruitment. You can do this Taehyung.

One thing I've always wanted to do is to pursue what I love. I bet you'll think why is that even a choice, of course any person with a sane mind would do that. Unfortunately, that's just how I view my future...blank.

"You don't seem interested. "

That's because I'm not what they think I am. I've lost so much I can't even lose anything right now. I've felt so much that it's just occasional smiles to feel. I've thought so much that I, Jungkook, shut off that corner of me completely.

"That's because I'm not."

The voices kept ringing in his head. Well you might as well get out, our time is precious unlike yours. Good luck on leading a broke-ass life.

Yeah as if I care.

His eyes couldn't strain anymore as tears threatened to fall, as he longed to paint, anticipated if Jungkook was concerned about that one reader who used to always favourite his blogs.

So I just learned how to turn on the commenting feature. I hope we can both feel the kind vibe floating in the comments section! Special thanks to Yoongi hyung!

His eyes never left the screen, as he typed in his first ever comment on the younger's blog.

That's awesome to be honest! I love your image posts as much as your written ones...I hope you feel great. Have a good day.
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Why don't you close your eyes, and we can leave it all behind. Wake up in paradise, where the sunset never dies... Will never say goodbye. Don't ever say goodbye.

He hummed along as he finished the detailing work on his canvas. A triumphant smile was plastered on his lips as he felt some sort of victory, a feeling where adrenaline gushes through his every vein and artery, as he stared at his work with pride.

Maybe I should send this to him? Like in a comment?

The pride he felt vanishes as soon as he felt the nervousness kicking in. Later.

"You sure you gonna watch Say 'i love you' again? Like seriously Tae-tae?" Hoseok feigned disgust, and Taehyung could feel the weight of his so so judgemental stare.

"Why not?!?! It's teeth rotting sweet, I get it but yeah, it's so awesome...no wonder why you and cuteness never get on the same line.."

"Idiot."

"I won't call you a moron as that's one damn insult to morons yknow."

"Arghh anyways, your painting hobby has resumed again huh?" Hobi asked, his hands somehow sneaking into the bowl of popcorn.

"Ah that. Now that I think about, you remember that blog I've always mentioned to you?!?!? I get such awesome inspiration and motivation from it that I just can't not paint the images he posts!"

"Oh...a he? All this while I thought it was one of those Tumblr girls."

He's awesome.

Tap tap tap tap.

"This is kind of like a fan art of one your photos? I hope you like it! Have a nice day!"

After  a hundred denials and considerations, he finally commented. With a picture of his recent painting.

It was only after a few days that he got a reply. And it is no exaggeration to say that his heart leaped out of his chest reading it.

"It's so beautiful! I'm going to be running all around Busan showing this piece of art!" He read it one, twice, thrice with  occasional squinting and all.

let's just say the neighbours weren't happy with all the squealing.