The Story of Us | Jikook/Kookmin

7 | Who Are You?

Jungkook POV.

- Why are you here?! 

The only thing I'm doing is blinking and trying to sort out the storm of emotions that are still evident from when I ran after Jimin hyung after he attempted to leave my house. 

Why am I here? 

- Jungkook, what are you doing here? -Jimin hyung asks stepping towards me, on the carpet of my house where he is supposed to walk on without shoes, but I can't bring myself to care about cleanliness when his eyeballs look like they can spring out any minute.

- What do you mean?! 

- That is my house! -He exclaims turning his head to the garden of my house through my now open house door and pointing to the house across. 

N. O. W. A. Y.

- Y-you live there?

He nods furiously as if he is saying "duh" while opening his arms to the sides. 

Th-this is... how is this possible?

I could have landed on the exact opposite corner of this city, miles away from him. But I end in the house across him, share a courtyard with him. He was in front of my eyes all this time, I just didn't see him. 

But I felt it. I can swear I did. I don't know how to explain it, it's craziness, madness. Maybe I am out of my mind. But there was a reason why that kitten came to cuddle with me from the first time it saw me. 

That calico kitten. 

Jimin hyung looks lost, like he is searching for the missing pieces of the puzzle of his life. He stares at me like I hold the answer, like I hold some magical spell that will cure all his worries and mind games if I choose to spill it over. 

Or maybe I'm completely wrong. Maybe he is scared by my presence, thinks that I'm a stalker that found the exact time and place to catch him unguarded.

And when I think about how things turned out, I can't help but empathize with him. After three years I meet a drunk Jimin, bring him over, and then reveal that I moved across his house and-

- I didn't know, I swear Jimin hyung!

- Are you kidding me? -He shortly chuckles in disbelief, but his laugh is nowhere near funny like the act itself should imply. -Jungkook, you better tell me the truth. 

There is a minute of silence and confronting stares. 

He carries on, voice much more tender and shaky. 

- Did you move here on purpose? Why did you do it?

I sigh, unable to figure out my feelings on the way he is handling this. Should I be sad that he looks scared and suspicious of me? Or should I be disappointed that after all this time he looks at me like an untrustworthy stranger, able and willing to harm him... This look, those trembling eyes are too hurtful to watch my reflection from...

- You said that you were over everything, are you sure? -I choose to ask him the more realistic question. Yes I may sound stiff, I may sound like I'm calling him to account, but I don't care at the same time. I came here with dreams... I gave him time, more than enough time that my heart could forcibly handle, and after all this he still blames me?