Ghost of you |jikook|✔️

Thirty Two

Ones in the dark while the other stays into the light.

That's how it is for Jimin, both switches there.

It's like he's there but not fully there, he's not full and when one shows up the other is left in the dark.

Jungkook knew this, he knew it made Jimin uncomfortable. If there was some way, where they can both be out physically, and not straining just to stay in the light then that's all he would want.

He's already let AI Jimin just as much into his heart as human Jimin. If he could just make him one somehow, someway.

He knew Kang would have the answer.

If not then he will keep searching.

Jungkook would do anything for the little one before him, hair like cotton candy, smiles that swell his heart, voice as soft as silk. His gentle touches and gestures, Jungkook found himself falling in love with every aspect of him, from his toes to the top of his hair.

Jungkook smiled warmly at the now asleep AI beside him, the sun up bright and early indicating the morning.

He watched as the sun crept inside through his curtains, illuminating his room and shining golden specs of light onto Jimins hair. His locks fanned out around his soft face, lips pouted out as he lay there. Today too, something seemed to have changed.

It was like something about Jimin changed everyday, just small little things about him that Jungkook starts to seem to notice.

The way he was now taking in small intakes of breath, how the roots of his hair was now starting to show.

Jimin felt more real these days.

With his thumb Jungkook reached a hand out, tracing it along Jimins eyebrow gently with such a fondness to it.

Jimin fumbled as he initially leaned into Jungkooks warmth, cuddling his face into his hand then.

"I'll make us okay again." Whispered Jungkook.  Voice soft yet shaky as he peered down at the angel with glass for a heart before him. His own heart thumping in his chest.

After all this time, Jungkook always wondered why it screamed so loudly inside his chest, his heart, was always calling out to Jimin.

His home, and his hearts original home.

"I'll be the beats of your heart, the reason why you'll breath and the reason indicating that you're alive and you're here."

Leaning down he pressed his lips against Jimins temple.

"You've already made home inside my chest, my heart can beat for the both of us, my love."
—

  When Jimin opened his eyes, and when he turned his head he was left with an empty bed. Just himself there on the cold mattress missing the warmth of the only persons heat he could ever crave.

Sitting up and rustling his hair, he scanned the room.

"Jungkookie?" Jimin calls out softly as he gets off the bed. His feed padding against the floor softly as he walked into the living room.

He didn't know what he was feeling right at that moment, as he completely froze up, hand lightly twitching as his eyes glossed over.

Jimin did not have a good feeling.

No matter where he looked,

Jungkook was nowhere to be found.

—

The sun started to fall, kissing its own reflection in the lake that lay beneath it. The sky blaring orange and yellows, and every colour associated with sunsets.

His boots thumped against the ground, the leaves crunching at every step.

The wind picks up, tousling through his hair, his eyes lowering as he stares at the ground.

He's on solid ground, then he's about 20 steps away from the edge of the cliff.

When he looks up he sees a man, in a white coat, long hair tied up as he stood the opposite way of the younger, facing away from him.

Jungkook could see his glasses reflect off of the sun.

He just stands there, and he huffs as the figure turns his head, just enough to see the side of his face.

He sees his lips curl up into the smallest of smirks.