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
[A/N: Welcome to the longest Wattpad chapter of your lives, 9K AND COUNTING BTCHZ! I'm sleep-deprived and a little tipsy from my own writing, so good luck to y'all reading this while I go pass out. (: These babies are gonna make babies and it's gonna take a while, so find the time and sip on that tea cuz iz goooood. (definitely sleep-deprived) See y'all in the morning! *:]
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Jungkook POV.
Cameras disappear, lights blind, curtains get drawn, cheers fade into nothingness - only one thing lasts... and that's the warmth of his lips on mine.
Just like that, at the end of each day no-one but him I want by my side; at the notice of good news, no-one but him I want to share with; at the crack of loneliness no-one but him I want to lean on; at the coldness of a winter day no-one but his warmth I seek; at the end of the altar no-one but him I want to see... At the end of everything he is the one that will matter, he is the one that will make everything meaningful.
And so fuck everything else.
Fuck the years that emptily passed by, the days that purposelessly clocked out, the moments that did nothing but delay the fate that would bring us to this very second... him in my arms and me in his, detached from the rest of the world after so long of trying to win it over for no good reason. At the end we realize that... we are each other's world.
We spend some time growing up, finding ourselves, struggling with truths and learning to pick the best from the worst. Could we have dealt with things better? Of course... of course we could have. But maybe it doesn't matter anymore. Because one way or the other fate united us again and if we spend one more second contemplating, we're repeating the same mistakes.
And so we stand against each other in the quietness of the hotel room, foreheads leaned together and hands cradling on each other's elbows gently. It's gonna be one of our firsts together and we both want this to be the most beautiful it can, like a painting that's created with utter diligence and care over extended periods of time to turn into a masterpiece at the end.
Sex is going to be no masterpiece, we're both new to this and we both know that it's going to come with its flaws and blemishes. But perfection is not the purpose... Just being able to hold him like this, know that what goes through his mind is same as mine... This is what matters.
- Are you sure you want to do this? -Jimin hyung asks with a soft voice, biting his lip as he looks up at me, breathtaking with the pink that flushes his cheeks and the twinkles that bring out the innocence in his eyes.
