❝all these things aren't by chance, it's the two of us who found the fate.❞
two days have gone by since that night. maybe i was a coward for running away, but, who could blame me? 'finish what you started.' yeah right, that's not me. i didn't finish off yoongi, i didn't finish off the fight... i didn't finish off keeping jin away from others.
because seokjin is mine.
he's mine... right?
right?
i look up at the bright, shining sun. blinding my eyes for a second before looking back down at the ground. it's been awfully quiet. next week i'm gonna go back to making music, not that i don't want to, but i would want to spend time with seokjin more...
i wonder how he's been these two days. does he still sleep at my place? i reach my place, it felt kind of weird not being here since i would never leave my place unless it was work or i was out to hang with namjoon.
he still here?
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"jungkook! you're home! where the hell did you go?!" seokjin asks as he hugs me tightly, i hug back, quite taken aback. "uhh, i... work called in early and after that, i went to go hang out with n-namjoon..." i lie as i look around. everything seems the same, i grab his shoulders and push him back, "hey, do you remember anything from two days ago?" i inquire, serious.
he ponders for a moment, "i remember being dead wasted that's for sure." he jokes as he laughs afterward. it seems he has no recollection of what happened, i sigh in relief. "okay."
"hey, what's this smell?" i asked as i sniffed the air. "oh! well, i was cooking up something, i had to go get groceries since all you had was... cereal, fruit which was rotten, cup noodles, and some leftovers. you seriously need to eat healthier kookie..." jin says as he pecks my cheek and walks into the kitchen.
i smile softly and i walk into the kitchen to see him taking out something from the oven, i haven't used the oven ever since eunbi since... well, she was the one that always cooked food. she knew that if i ever tried to, i'd end up just burning the kitchen down. i chuckle at the old memories before i snap out of it and walk over to the couch, sitting down on it and leaning back.
"ow!"
I turn around and see that jin is holding his finger, clearly in pain. I stand up from the couch and walk over to seokjin. "what's wrong baby? what happened?" I ask, worried.
"n-nothing kookie, I just accidentally cut myself with a knife..." seokjin whimpers as he shows me his index and middle finger. I grab his hand and suck on the blood, he winces in pain but he doesn't stop me. i zone out for a few but i pull myself together.
I pull his fingers out and turn on the tap water with my free hand. i move his hand under the cold water and he winces in pain again. I turn off the water.
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I hold him close as jin buries his face in the crook of my neck, I smile. but I know this wouldn't last.
I just knew it wouldn't.
the doorbell rings and the two of us snap our heads to the front door. who could possibly want to annoy us at 11 pm? I stand up and walk towards the front door. I look in through the peephole. it was gangyoon. what the hell did he want now?
"jinnie, go to your bedroom." I bellowed as I unlocked the door, opening it. i knew seokjin had gone as I heard his bedroom door shut.
"what the hell do you want now, gangyoon? come to provoke me some more?" I ask, tilting my head slightly. he rolls his eyes, "no. I'm here to give you something." gangyoon states as he pulls out a small letter out of his pocket.
I recognized that letter.
"why the fuck do you have that?!" I yell, grabbing him by his collar and pushing him against the wall, a few paintings falling down.
"chill jungkook! I-I just have it because eunbi gave it to me," he croaked as he held onto my wrists, trying to pry them off. I let go of him and he inhales and exhales heavily.
"eunbi wanted me to give it to you in case she left. jungkook, just because she died doesn't mean we don't have a history together, kook, we were best friends, I-I know that I provoke and hurt you a lot but..."
"best friends? best friends don't fuck their friend's girlfriend into oblivion and manipulate her to leave them. we are nothing." I snarled as I clenched my fists.
how dare he make excuses?
he gives me the letter before leaving the place, closing the door behind him. it was quiet. it was extremely quiet now.
I unfolded the letter and it wasn't the same, this one was different. very much different, it was the same handwriting, same mistakes, yet, it wasn't that letter, this is what she had been meaning to give me all along.
"dear jungkook..."
woahhhhhhhhhh
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FanfictionWhere an idol with mental issues roams the streets of Seoul in hopes to find ideas for upcoming songs. However, one day he bumps into the most gorgeous man he'd ever seen, and from there, he decides that Kim Seokjin will be his forever till the end...