Our Lost Minds [Taekook] ✓

[Epilogue]

I stared at the unlocked bars for hours. I knew they were unlocked, I knew I could escape right now and nothing could've stopped me.

I sighed longingly, refusing every rational idea, lifted my head up and pressed my lips to the naked chest, right where my head just layed.

Suddenly I felt a warm hand brush through my neck and sink into my hair.

"You're still here," a low quiet voice said, sending tingles to my ear.

"I promised you I will be," I answered and looked up to Jungkook's face. His black hair sticking to sides, even darker eye orbs watching me with a warm look in it, cheeks going round and revealing his smile, the same one he was showing me in a flower garden. Everything about him seemed perfect.

"Yeah, you did," he chuckled to himself and ruffled my hair softly. "I'm so glad I lost my mind because of you."

"And I am too," I replied confidently because of how happy I was. Delighted that I was locked up again, joyful because my brother loved me as much as I did, feeling blessed having someone who sells people for a living as my soulmate.

Sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? Well, that's how it is with our minds completely lost.