"Even when a star dies, it gives birth to another one. It's mere existence is life and growth. One day I wish to be as infinite as the stars. To exist forever, if at least in their hearts."
When you left, you were not looking for a savior.
When he...
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You almost faint in disbelief.
It's him, it's him.
Jeon Jungkook.
That's his face, those are his eyes, and that is his body.
Real, and right in front of you.
Heart pounding in your chest, you find yourself unable to breathe, your chest constricting and your mind going blank. You're faintly aware of the towel crinkling in your hands, and your feet propelling you backward, away from him. If he notices, he doesn't show it, seeming almost as frozen as you are.
You would know him anywhere.
The golden maknae of BTS, the one who's made you laugh over and over multiple times before, the one who's good at everything, the sweet and handsome Jeon Jungkook.
Even after all these years, he still looks the same.
As he looks up at you, his hair falls in strands across his forehead. It's his natural color, a deep midnight black, with brown undertones. It looks as though he tried to do it in the morning, but a little too much dance practice has destroyed his efforts. There's a slight sheen of sweat on his skin, complimenting the smooth soft complexion and making him shine as though he were a drop of moonlight befallen on the earth.
As he blinks, long feathery eyelashes cast small shadows on his cheeks, complementing the dark brown color of his irises. He opens his mouth to speak, but no words form, the same curve to his lips making it seem as though he were smiling even the tiniest bit your way. In the back of your mind, you recall how those lips would spread whenever he smiled, transforming his sweet face into one similar to that of a bunny.
As he moves even the slightest bit, your gaze travels to his jaw and you swallow hard.
Even his body is the same.
He's still tall and strong, sure and trained muscle rippling beneath his slight build. The coffee has even helped in this aspect, his shirt sticking to his chest and accenting his toned pectorals and sculpted abs beneath. You can see it in the muscle of his thighs, showing through his jeans, and the strong structure of his forearm. It even shows in the veins on his hands.
He looks the same as the day he left with the rest of BTS, leaving you behind.
At the thought, you sadly look away.
You had forgotten those days, forgotten the emptiness you felt in their absence.
You had forgotten about them for a while.
Perhaps that's the worst part.
What are you going to do?
You just bumped into Jeon Jungkook, probably the most beloved and adored member of BTS. Spilled his coffee all over him with not so much as a drop falling on you, and then proceeded to gawk at him.
