Jungkook's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he looked at his lockscreen. It was a picture of Chaeyoung, or Rosé from Blackpink.
"What the actual fuck" Jungkook mumbled incredulously staring at the phone in his hands.
Jimin came barging into the room, frantically looking for something in a hurry.
"Hyung—"
"Where is my phone! Taehyung— ah there it is!" Jimin cut Jungkook off, grabbing the device from his hands.
"Taehyung you little— sorry kook-ah Taehyung must've switched our phone again" Jimin smiled up to Jungkook innocently, giving him an identical phone.
"Ah it's okay hyung" Jungkook laughed it off, pretending he didn't have a mild panic attack.
Jungkook prayed to the gods it would be Lisa's photo, but alas it was just a photo of a flower, it was a tiger lily.
His birth flower.
He sighed, plopping down on his bed in defeat. "What the fuck's a 'string of fate'" Jungkook mumbled, racking his brain for answers.
He then looked at the red string that hugged his wrist.
"I've heard about some lore regarding a red string before" Jungkook mumbled, whipping out his phone.
Typing the words 'red string' into google, his hunch was proven right.
Jungkook's eyes were glued to his screen, as he read through an article.
It said that,"The two people connected by the red thread are destined lovers, regardless of place, time, or circumstances. This magical cord may stretch or tangle, but never break"
Jungkook's heart thumped with hope. With this in mind he began to think through every destined souls this timeline should have.
Judging by the fact that Jimin hyung's lockscreen was Chaeyoung or Rosé of Blackpink; their red string is connected.
Which meant that the previous relationship's in his past timeline, Jin hyung with Jisoo noona, Jennie noona and Yoongi hyung and lastly—
Lisa and him.
That was the final string.
He needed to make sure they stay "true", well- at least according to that man from plane. If not— Jungkook will never exist.
Past, present or future— it did not matter when, he will never be born in any lifetime.
Jungkook closed his eyes, breathing in and out. "I got this- come one kook. You made her fall in love with you once, how hard can it be the second time" Jungkook whispered to himself.
It's simple, I mean how hard can it be?
Right?
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Lovesick: Liskook { ongoing, unedited }
Fanfiction"will you still love me the same?"