The Man Between The Pages {Jikook} [completed]

~the usual suspects~

''Yet keep in mind that all good things come to an end,

and unfortunately in the most unexpected moment.

And while our bodies were dancing and our minds

were having endless conversations about love and unity

our forever was cut short... 

We were the usual suspects, the ones who couldn't love 

or be loved for the matter...''.

Why did he feel that something was so terribly wrong?

Why did something feel ... odd? More than usual at least...

He was holding the world in his arms and he was peacefully sleeping in the safety of his own house. Why did he feel so unfortified? Like the walls of his bedroom will suffocate his boyfriend and him inside.

As a loner, Jungkook had many nights consisting of depressing cigarettes and dancing tears. He had lost his mother, his father moved out and he was left alone, trying to start everything from the beginning. The task obviously proved to be monumentally nettlesome. The fact that he was spending most of his days between four walls and in front of a typewriter didn't do any help. Sometimes avoiding the world seemed like the most exceptional solution for solving his  problems when it actually wasn't.

It was pretty easy. He was just ignoring the truths that were happening in front of his eyes only to find instantaneous happiness. Jungkook knew it was wrong, locking himself inside to escape reality but he mirrored it  as an easy task. But having Jimin by his side... maybe not everyone was a  liar. Perhaps love did exist cause the author believed he had found it now. And so blind he was, so desperately in despondency to find a lifeboat not knowing that he ate up all the lies for his heart was hungry to be saved.

And suddenly everything he never wanted to happen to him, did occur by his own doing.

And much to his dismay, the world that he was embracing now seemed too fragile, too unexplored... too good to be true. Jimin, his world, wasn't as real as he thought of him.