Love By Accident

{7} I MISS YOU

Is this really happening?
"But...why?"
He wiped the tear on my cheek which i didn't notice had escaped.
"I dont know. It just happened eventually. And the thought of you leaving makes my heart ache."

"But Jungkook.."
"I know. I wont ask you to stay. But theres one thing we can do."
"What?"
"Y/n lets stay in touch. Ill call you everyday after we go back. That way, even when you're far away from me, i can still make sure you're with me."

I nodded and smiled at him.
"Lets do that then."

He looked straight into my eyes while caresing me left cheek. It was like he was trying to read my mind. I knew what he wanted. I guess he wasn't sure. I leaned my face a little close to his to let him know its alright. He understood and leaned close as well. He kept coming forward until his soft lips touched mine. It wasn't the first time this has happened but im still not used to this.

I closed my eyes and so did he. I could feel his lips move on mine. I followed his lead and he pulled me closer by my waist. I placed a hand on his chest to stop him. I didn't want to go ahead and miss the feeling of his lips on mine after we went home. But i failed. It was like each of my body part had its own brain. And they were functioning on their own. The hand i placed on his chest went ahead and wrapped itself around his neck pulling him closer.

We kissed for a good 10 mins after which he slowly pulled away but he held me close. He touched his forehead on mine. I could feel his warm breath brushing on my face. He slowly put his head on my shoulder and wrapping both his arms around my waist. I started to pat his head.

"I love you Y/n."
My heart skipped a beat.
"I-i love you too."
I said shyly. He looked at me and giggled.
"Really?"
I nodded.
He quickly pecked my lips and laughed.
"Only 10 mins left. Go pack up and get ready."
My smile vanished. I totally forgot that ill never get to see him again.
"Don't be sad. Lets meet up again. At this place, right here, ill see you again."
He reassured me and walked me to my room.

"See you Y/n."
He smiled. I couldn't. I ran to him one last time and hugged him.
"See you Jungkook."
We both smiled at each other and i waved at him for the last time. I got onto to taxi right after Yuna and left for the airport.

"Ill miss this place."
Yuna said all nostalgic while boarding the plane.
"Me too."
We exchanged smiles. And left bali along with the most beautiful person whom i love behind.

This wasn't the end of our story. He kept his promise. He called me every night before going to bed. We'd chat for hours till late night. I could never forget about him. Yes i dont know everything about him. I started dating him within two days of our meeting. But love doesnt need such things. You dont need to know the person before you fall for them. You need a connection. A connection to kmow if the person is the right one. Thats what he taught me. It is hard indeed to not being able to hold him close. But each time i felt lonely, he reminded me that it is going to make our next meeting much more special. So i dont have a reason to be sad. And that he's always with me no matter what. Just like he told me that day on the beach.

It has been a year now. Im on the plane flying to Bali once again to meet the love i left behind a year ago.
"I cant wait to see you again. I cant believe its been a year."
"Yeah same. The plane is landing and Ill be there in 40 mins. See you there."
"Okay babe. Love you."
"Love you too guk."
I looked at Yuna who was fast asleep beside me and smiled.
The plane landed on the airport when i woke her up. We got on a taxi to go to the same hotel where we stayed last time. As the ride was coming to an end i could see the hotel approaching. The more it came closer, the more my heart started to pound.

Finally we got down the taxi and unloaded our stuff. I went inside and checked in while Yuna took our stuff to the lift. I texted Jungkook "We're here where are you guys?" And almost instantly recieved a reply.
"See me in room 1704. Alone"

I smiled.
"You ready?" Yuna asked.
I nodded.