Jungkook was pacing around his house, back and forth, dwelling around the question whether JM would like his present or not.
he gazed over to the clock, it indicating that the post man should have already left his precious, long anticipated letter.
upon hearing shuffling outside, Jungkook ran outside, but much to his dismay, there was no pink letter.
a big unpigmented letter showed its presence in the large hands of the post master.
ignoring the bills and other papers, his eyes solemnly focused on the white cover as he went inside.
it was JM's. he was sure. had she run out of pink envelopes?
hesitation was evident on his face as he tore the white cover open.
his eyes took in the angry words spewed across, eyebrows frowning unknowingly as he continued to read.
as he reached the end of the letter, his eyebrows lifted up, and so did his mood.
he let out a throaty laughter, and stared at the letter with adoration. as if, it was the one.
the one.
it seemed like he was always smiling while writing his responses.
she made him smile, something that other people couldn't do.
her words, they were more soothing than a painkiller.
could, perhaps, she be the one?
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letters to the unknown
FanfictionA JIKOOK FANFIC. (completed) SHORT CHAPTERS jungkook writes letters to the unknown, wondering who it has reached, have they read it or not. many such thoughts flood his mind before a letter arrives. a response. will the reply help jeon? will these...
