𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓽 || 𝐁𝐓𝐒 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Kingdom

Your POV:
I've stared out to many car windows listening to music acting like I'm in a music video. I've twirled my finger around to many cups with hot beverages in them. Watching the steam grow above the cup like a plant. I've felt the steam on my hand form into little droplets, that form into a puddle.

I've lived to many years filled to the rim of sadness. This desert isn't big enough for the misery I go through. Somethings always around the corner, waiting for me.

Life wants me sad and I guess if I just except these sad things happening than I'll be happier. Jungkook knows how I've been depressed. He knows that no matter how much love he makes, or gives me I won't be happy.

Somethings always on my mind. God only knows I've been through it all. I've had my heart broken by a man called fear. I've had my eyes blinded by another man called death. I've been drowned by a soul called anxiety.

But through all that I've hissed back. I've braked but I haven't bit. I've roared my roar back in life's face. I'm a mother fucking Queen. I have my kingdom wearing a ring on his ring finger and I'm fucking happy. Life isn't over yet. I know I have a lot more crazy ass shit to go through.

I deal with mentally insane Jimin everyday. I deal with him doing crazy ass things to me. I deal with Jungkook and his cute ass self. I deal with him, literally living a life of a multiple personality disorder person. I deal with hoseok and his high/ drunk self all the damn time.

I live all of them though... I wouldn't trade anything. I just hope that when they find out....when they find out that....

I have a little baby growing inside of me..... and I don't know who the dad is...