Some times a little hope is all you need. Nothing is never meant to be, it's our faith in it that makes it meant to be. But hope can also be lethal... kill you when you least expect it. - It was a breezy evening as he drove, the side window open, letting the air fill his car with freshness as the wind blew his hair in all directions. He took in a sharp breath taking in the spring air, slowly coming to a stop in front of the pet center, winding up the window to avoid being recognized. As he waited, through the glass, he saw his Bam, a sleek handsome Doberman about 2 foot tall, fooling around with a girl with lush and wavy coffee brown hair tied together, licking her face and barking softly with affection reluctant to leave, both of their actions echoing a sense of comfort and ease he rarely showcased with people other than Jungkook himself. Though running out of time, the sight touched his heart, and he couldn't help but stare at them for a long time. He always felt that Bam took time to get affectionate with anyone and this time he had done it without his help and he felt relieved at that fact. "I guess he finally made a dear friend on his own," he thought, a smile slowly creeping onto his lips. "Cute." He muttered unknowingly under his breath adoring this sight. - They weren't meant to be but hearts never listen. They'd fight, for each other, against each other everyday for the good of the other, they'd love each other, more than anyone felt imaginable, they would challenge even the gods for each other. But would they in the end win against fate?
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