THE HOODIE LOVERS [Jungkook X Reader]

Y/N

A year back

It was the first time, my brother and I were to spend time at our cousins house. No mom, no dad only fun and freedom.
My aunt was a doctor and had this high sense of house maintenance. Every inch of the house was maintained and decorated with grace. I could not get more peaceful environment.
My best friendship had ended .
I'd not call it a toxic one. Guess I just got replaced.

Sigh

"I need to get comfortable" I say smiling.

I try to get myself back on track. I should distract myself.
I click a picture and post on Instagram.

I feel empty.

My best friend was my everything.

I feel like I'm high.
Things have been rough on me since like what? 27 days...(?)

Well let's see what all went wrong. First of all I lost my best friend. Umm I guess that is the first and last thing that went wrong.
Sigh.
This is so mentally draining, I can't even explain it.
I never did made best friends cause ew. When I finally made a best friend, well it was all amazing. I finally had someone to look up to. He was the heartbeat to my heart.

I kinda miss him like a lot

. I kinda hate him for putting me in this situation.

I mean it's sooooooo complicated and djdjdjdjdjdjdshsh.

I miss how we died to talk to each other and now it's like...

I read our 7 months old chat and I could see the like of attachment we had.

I remember he just gave me the most amazing to be honest with my favourite pictures, the one with piercings, attached to it.

It went like

The brutal reality is, we are no longer attached. More like detached.
My heart trembles while thinking about that word, my heart sank and my eyes are now filled.

Never let, I repeat never let some third person destroy your friendship.
Share stuff
Talk things out
Open up ( it's not easy)
I think imma die soon (pass out)
Is there any way to get my best friend back ?
I miss him
But I don't want to talk to him because I'm unsure, whether he's thinking the same or not.

I remember
While eating my favourite salami sandwich I called my best friend. Yes I still do consider him as my best best best friend I don't know why but that's that.
Well now he hates the salami sandwich. He told me that " I ate so many salami sandwiches that now I hate it"
Me being the typical over-thinker I am ,it's by default in my brain to think about situations in the most deep way possible.

When I said " I'm done eating salami sandwich" I literally felt like a salami sandwich that he'd had much and now he's got more cooler options. But whatever I could be wrong. Even though I knew that he did not wanted to talk to me.

I called him.

Call me selfish or whatever, but I had to know whether he's ok or not.

Ah this is weird.

This is actually my worst trait that I take people in as a 'constant' in my life. I apologised to him for not being a good best friend and that I literally have no right to take his happiness away. I know things can never be the same now.

Keeping it safe.

Keeping my thoughts here makes me feel good.

I take a piece of paper. I write a letter which I would never send him.

"So like here a letter to my best friend"

I appreciate all the time you made me laugh or smile or whatever even when I never thought I could, the times you've stoped my from crying, staying up at night to talk the deep conversations and other countless memories. If I'm being honest, I'm still heartbroken and I know you are too. You were my #1 , my ride or die, my best friend and literally my everything but now you're gone. I made one mistake and you dropped me. I don't mean to annoy you by texting you but I never thought that'll well drift like this. Seeing you acting like a stranger feels horrible. You know I might still keep an eye on you. I'm sorry. Imy. Ly . That's it.
Your Y/N.

I fold the paper and pull it inside my hoodie pocket.

A message pops up on my phone.

Chase replied to your story.

Hey, you might not know me but I know tiny bits about you.

I replied as I saw his cute profile picture.

"This is gonna be interesting" I say as I type.

I feel a sense of pity.

This guy, I feel like I could trust him.

I gave him my number.

Fuck he's calling.

"Hello" I say confidently.
"Heyyy Y/N" he says
His voice is that of a typical guy. Ahem focus.
"so what's going on?"
Okay, I know I'm dumb.

He told me about a girl with which he  apparently had a crush on . She didn't like him back.  I told him to have some self-respect and back off because that girl wasn't giving attention.

He agreed.

I could see how sad he was,which is absolutely normal.

When you make efforts for someone you do expect something back from them... 

We talked like we've know each other since a long time and HE IS LITERALLY 6 feet 2 inches!!!!!!!!

We talk and talk and talk and I start to fall for him.

We dated.

It ended.