The heart never forgets. It's just that... sometimes there has to be sad endings for the spark of better beginnings.
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~Sequel to Let Us Be Us~
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START DATE: 28.02.109
I had forgotten how out-worldly sharing a moment with someone could get.
He could have easily left me to my misery, patted my back if he felt too bad and dropped me home with no hard feelings inside. But he tucked me to his back, drove me hours away on a motorbike and never once left my side the whole night.
Without even knowing what would happen at the end of it, I could have guessed it would be the best night of the past three years of my life. Ironical enough, spent with the guy I was running away from.
Because it feels like we are lost.
If time could ever take itself back, this would be the moment we would choose to travel to together when we were making plans of running away from the world together.
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- What? -Jungkook asks with a head tilt, half of his face illuminated by the cracking fire on the ground. Everything about him looks soft, warm and homey at this surreal moment. It almost feels scary to be here with him, inside all the circumstances I didn't want to put myself into, yet here I am breaking all my promises and keeping my gaze at his endless eyes.
- Nothing. -I say quietly with an absent-minded head shake.
It's nothing, really... Nothing is the safest thing to stick to.
He cracks a smile, so sincere and intense that I find my chest being sucked airless. I have to turn my head to the front, pretending like the coal burning with the fire needed some extra mixing with a random forest stick to keep lit up and warm.
We're in the middle of nowhere, literally. Jungkook said it's a camp zone so it's safe but we look like we are the only ones in this mountain top, and I wouldn't be surprised if we ended up in a shitty situation. It's stupidly fine though. The fact that we might fuck up together, that we might terribly end in a ridiculous situation - it's fine. Maybe I want that. Maybe I want to recklessly ruin something, myself...
I want to hurt. For once, I want to be the reason I'm hurt. One time only, I want to be the main character that causes my life an emotion, a change, regardless of good or bad... I just wanna be the center of it.
And what a great company.
I stare at him again, risk-taking and heart-pacing. He has never broken eye contact anyway. It's like he is waiting for something, and this is exactly why I'm not supposed to be by his side right now, because my blood is boiling impulsive too. Dangerous. Fatal. Two explosives ready to trigger each other, exactly what we are like. Everything sounds like a good idea to my ears right now, which is the worst idea in the world.
- Where is the farest place in the world? -I interrupt.
- Depends on where you are. -He chuckles, shrugging while rubbing his fingers together.
