𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐒.

𝐈𝐌𝐆.𝟏𝟏

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I MISS IT.

how it felt when his eyes merely brushed over my image and sparked my heart to ignite into blossoming flames. how time seemed to pause and watch us when he held me close. how his words painted a wave of bashful heat on my cheeks.

it's different now.

he doesn't grow the same feelings in me like jungkook does.

i thought i never had to see him again, but i was wrong. visiting a past figure unlocked jungkook to the monster everyone had warned me about. taking his authority as if it were nothing but air.

i miss jungkook.

i want jungkook back.

i don't want him.

the door creaked to a close behind her, observing the man's almost limp figure venture further into the apartment. drained of anything that composed his personality and being. it almost felt as if he was still there, claws still latched onto the man's mind.

the bipolar sky had metamorphosed into its darker personality, leaving her home bathed in the fragile light of the moon. anaemic light pooling at her feet as she found her arms pulling herself into an embrace. her body becoming blind to the withering heat that remained from the long summer day.

all because of him.

"jungkook." his name dripped from her lips as if she couldn't stand the taste of it on her tongue. twisting his body, his familiar portrait staring back at her even when it felt as if she was with a stranger. "i-i can't just sit back and do nothing... after what i saw today."

every word was seemingly obese in her throat, blocking any words from reaching her lips. fear slithering around her neck, tightening like a corset. her head becoming faint left her vulnerable to the wild thoughts that found themselves indistinguishable to reality.

what if i only ignite the anger that has just only froze inside of him?

and those flames only return to scold me for playing with fire.

he might do something to me.

and as much as i don't want to find out what he might do.