amIyourBabe
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- Parts 12
Love? A beautiful feeling, but their love?
It was built in the wreckage of years, in the space between hatred and something neither of them had the courage to name. Love maybe?
It was violent and consuming and still theirs, completely, devastatingly theirs.
Jeon jungkook once told him "Smeraldo suits yous, Really. It feels like they are completing something, telling something hyung."
He had no idea...
He had no idea what was coming. What would be demanded? What would be taken from hands that were finally, after everything, starting to hold on.
But Jungkook knows now.
And there is a particular kind of man that grief makes, not broken, not lost, but dangerous.
Quiet in the way that only something with nothing left to fear can be.
Certain in the way that moves mountains, not because it is loud but because it does not stop.
He won't stop.
Not for fate. Not for time. Not for every dark and ancient thing that has ever dared to put itself between him and the boy who called him "Bun" like it was the only word that ever mattered for jeon.
He is his Salvatore.
He is his Revenant.
He is his Bun.
And Jungkook? He would unravel everything-
EVERYTHING, before he learns to live without him.