''Love.
A ticking time bomb that exploded in my heart the moment we crossed gazes.
Love.
A broken vase glued together from the start, its flowers still beautiful as ever.
Two men with feelings unexplored yet ready to delve deeper into them.
As if they can't get enough of each other..
or as if they don't have enough time together left''.
Wiping away his tears and failing to erase Hoseok's provocative words, Jimin walked back in the house only to observe Jungkook starring at the window numbly. Damn, he must have seen him at his worst state.
''I guess you saw, right?'' he inquired.
''Let me clean your blood and then we will talk'' he spoke with an indifferent tone.
''What ?''.
''I am cleaning the wound on your knuckles and we will talk afterwards'' he went to get the first aid kit leaving Jimin alone by himself in between the four walls. He had taken the two cameras from the living room, the bathroom and the bedroom. He had to think of a plan, something to help both Jungkook and himself. But in twenty five years of lying , saying the harsh truth suddenly looked like such a hard task to achieve.
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''Just admit it Yoongi! We fucking lost him... Let's let them live. Jungkook isn't much of a competition anyway. His ideas might be innovative but he cannot approach your mastermind'' Jin tried to bring some sense in Yoongi's mind.
''The fucking asshole!'' he growled and with a spontaneous moment, he turned the chessboard upside down, scattering all the pieces on the floor.
''Yoongi... I told you many times... Jimin isn't like you or Taehyung. He has a conscience... He is just messed up because of his past. If someone calls you a fool for your entire life, you eventually believe that you are a fool yourself. He was always being called a sociopath even if he loved his sister, even if he fell in love with a man, even if he is now in love with Jungkook. We...''.
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Fanfiction''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...