Birds, the fresh scent of flowers, the comforting mix of cool breeze, and warm sunshine. Today me and Jungkook at the gate, his favorite place. Jungkook liked to draw whilst embracing the outside. It made him feel a since of relief, and freedom.
Jungkook said he liked to draw because it's like his own little world that he could create. There were no rules in drawing, you just press led, or ink against paper and move it around. There were no rules for embracing things, you just simply take a little time to take in as much as you can if something.
Life for Jungkook was filled with easy flowing thoughts. He made me understand life in a new way. He made me realize how short life really was. He made me conquer my fear of getting hurt, and made me love doing new things.
Jungkook always had earphones in. "You and I...we're just sad kids who put all our home in the fact that putting in earphones makes us feel not alone..." I looked at Jungkook remembering when he said that. I enjoyed the time we spent together. Loving silently, living recklessly, feeling everything.
There was a girl who had come to play music in the east garden, for the elders who were trapped here for the rest of there remanding life. She had a guitar, and was playing a new song that had just come out. It was soft, simple, and sweetly charming.
At the end of the guitar was a lighter, a white lighter. There on this plain white lighter was written "M.Y.". I pulled Jungkook's right earphone out of his ear so he could hear, I knew he would want to. As soon as I did his attention flew to the girl.
He had started walking with crutches, which we felt was better. He walked over slowly with his head tilted to the side. He stopped when he felt he was fully emerged in the sound of the soft plucking of the guitar strings.
I new what he was thinking just by watching the way he moved his head. He would tilt his head to the right when he was confused, he would tilt his head to the left when he was intrigued. He would look down at his feet when he was sad, he would look around with his tongue pressed against the side of his mouth when he was bored or not interested.
Jungkook had his head tilted to the left meaning he was intrigued. He liked the song and wanted more. He wanted to feel the song more than he already had. He wanted to be the song, know what it means. Something about this song wade him interested, he wanted to...own the song, the music, the art
Jungkook remembered something of his past he could do...
He remembered how to sing again.
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Fanfiction(Y/n)s life is threatened by a black marketeer Min Yoongi who had adopted her just to feed his bank account. When the two seemingly get along well things sink a lot deeper. As she runs away from her problems with the man of her dreams Jeon Jungkook...