˗ˏˋ 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 ᵏᵒᵒᵏᵛ

9 • 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘶𝘭𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦

23.2.19

Jung Hoseok. Your newest remedy. Your everything. Your boyfriend. I didn't want to believe it. I didn't want to admit that when you hugged him, stared at him, kissed him and gave yourself to him in your most vulnerable state ever, that I was heartbroken. You were still sickly pale, still unwell and stressed; I could see it through your eyes and everything fake. Your smiles were fake, still. And yet he made you think he was better, way better than someone who stayed up thinking about you all day, all night, who starved and skipped meals because his appetite was your happiness.

So when you were laughing, looking happy, blushing madly, receiving love and attention, when I acknowledged that at least you were feeling something positive, then why didn't I feel happy? Why couldn't I smile at you anymore?

"Believe whatever you want, Kookie. But for me; I see the reality in your eyes, not the stars. I don't count the galaxy; I count the times you would cry or laugh or smile. You're my reality, Jungkook. Not what's above us, or who has been dug six feet under."