''I jumped from a book all the way into your arms...''.
''Are you sure you aren't just an illusion?'' the man asked with tears running like rain drops on a window from his cheeks.
''Trust me Jungkook. I couldn't be more real''.
An author who used to...
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''And in my heart you dance, secretly
endlessly when nobody is able to see.
Sometimes I just want you.
Not your kisses or touches.
Not long talks and sweet nothings.
Just you. Next to me. Just us.
People should stop believing in sociopaths
and start believe in love.
Love is the one who can save us.
Love and only love.
Especially when cupid hits us both''.
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Jimin disliked his storage room so freaking bad and quite frankly, he hoped Jungkook wasn't going to ask him much about it.
''Jimin...What's that?'' the curious younger wondered and pointed at the mahogany door.
''Storage room. You know brooms, tools, things that you don't want to have out in the open'' Jimin explained.
Jungkook was wondering when it's the right time to leave but he never delved deeper into the topic. He just sat there observing the older's lips describing stories and narrating his life as if it was a fairytale. Until Jimin clapped his hands in front of his eyes waking him up from his trance.
''What?''.
''You were daydreaming...Who were you daydreaming of?'' he asked with a smirk.
''Taehyung'' Jungkook retorted.
''Were you daydreaming of Taehyung? I knew something was going on between you two guys''.
''No, no! I meant...Have you talked to Taehyung after that night you came to my place?'' he questioned. This was actually one of the queries he had. The two men looked extremely friendly for a duo that had spoken only a couple of times.