''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''.
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''Behind every puppet, every tiny string
there's a master who controls the thread of life.
Will the doll eventually fall?
Will it stay standing no matter the predicament?
Are we all guided by someone else's steering wheel?
And when that ropes get torn...
Does this mean we get to hold our lives in our own hands?
Who is the puppet on the string?
Who is the man hidden between the pages ?...''.
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For one hour he was locked in the bathroom.
The raven haired really wanted to burst in the room and check on the older but he decided to give him some space. They solved their argument, they made out, they slept. Yet Jungkook managed to wake up when Jimin abandoned his embrace.
He wasn't going to push him. Things would eventually get better, he ws going to make the older feel loved, he would grand his every wish, he would make him breakfast and cuddle him to sleep... He would be the ideal boyfriend Jimin deserved. No more secrets.
On the other hand, Jimin was staring at his reflection as if he was a stranger trapped in the mirror. He was observing his appearance yet he wasn't bothered by the messy hair and baggy eyes. He was annoyed by what was within him. His heart wasn't reflected on the glass for a soul cannot emerge on the transparent surface.