Desire | jjk. *ON HOLD*

Prologue

I have always felt a bit empty.

It was a reoccurring feeling, but something that I hid deep in my heart. I wanted to hide it, I didn't want anyone to feel pity for me, much less to feel weak in front of others.

I guess that's what attracted me to him.

My father used to tell me to not hide my feelings, because when they were willing to come out, I wouldn't be able to stop them.

And he was right.

I met him when I was fragile. I guess I needed something to hold on to, and he was there for me. He filled me with emotions; he was like a whirlwind that filled me with hundreds of sensations, making me feel complete.

Jungkook wasn't empty, at least not fully. He had something inside; small broken pieces that reminded him of how human he used to be.

He lived inside his guilt, trying to not torture himself with the big secret that he had inside. Thinking that things would change if someone fixed it.

If I fixed it. 

But it couldn't be repaired.

He was an indecipherable person, cold like a iceberg...

It's weird to think that, being with him, would make me feel more alive. Because I risked everything for him, and he had the decency to lie to my face.

Would I have turned my back on knowing him for real?

The answer I don't know.

The only thing I knew with certainty was that the desire in me, was like gasoline ready to explode.

And to my bad luck, Jungkook was the spark.