Tokyo | Jikook

Tokyo

-; you are me, I am you.

So far away, Jungkook stares at him for a good time before he realises someone tapped upon his shoulder which brought him back to earth.

"Pd-nim, we're leaving soon," Hanseong, the assistant announces as he bows slightly.

Jungkook let out a soft sigh as he nods, watching how a silhouette walks across the stage, hand swaying and feet tapping as he walks ever so gracefully. Step by step, Jungkook notices how reluctant and careful the dancer was being. He seems as if he never ever wanted to leave the stage, or to be in more precise, to leave the place - Tokyo.

Jungkook stands up from the audience seat and was about to walk when he saw the shadow on the stage earlier was trying to perform a song. Those dance steps were way too familiar for Jungkook to not even forget. They were as clear as crystal, ringing like a train of thoughts in Jungkook's mind; hitting him with all the memories that he wished that he could recreate.

Serendipity.

A song that he works day and night, a song that he had all his heart poured out for a guy he loves so much and treasure too much. When he first started composing this song, he was simply trying to make this seemed as fairytale as possible but half way through it, he was starting to develop feelings for the singer.

You are me, I am you. He could never forget how this phrase meant so much to him. He remembered staring at Jimin who was so engrossed with performing his concert so flawlessly as he composed this song. He was watching him at the back of the studio as he wrote down the lyrics in 'note' on his phone.

The song was a confession but Jimin was way too dense to even realise everything. He sang it with all his heart and emotions during producing and performing this piece of art yet was ignorant about Jungkook's feeling when he was back to reality.

Jungkook's heart ache, it sank deeper than the Atlantic Ocean when he was simply attempting to pull up a conversation with Jimin and all the older guy did was merely ignoring his questions.

Jimin moves so precisely and meet every sharp points when he dances, and that is what makes Jungkook fell in love. Jimin is always so fussy and perfectionist with he comes to his vocals and dancing. He would never allow himself to laze around and slack from who he is now to who he was before.

Jungkook clears his throat, "Jimin-ah, we're leaving"

Hearing upon Jungkook's voice, Jimin pauses from he was doing as he picks up his beanie and left the stage.

It hurts, hurts so bad even until today. 8 days to be exact that Jimin has stopped talking to Jungkook. Besides those things relating to the concert or his schedule, Jimin just seemed like a stranger. A familiar stranger.

He remembers how the concert arena was filled with cheers and cries two days ago and now all Jungkook felt was cold and chills. The place is dead, winter isn't the only reason, but the person that he used to exchange warms and cuddles here is long gone.

Sparing the stage one last glance before he picks up his bag pack and phone as he jogged out of the arena to meet his crew.

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damn, this took me so long to have come up with such shitty chappie :( will try harder next time
comments are appreciated~