TheEclipse9597
Two idols. One world watching. A love they cannot name.
Jimin, like the moon, fell first, quiet and certain.
Jungkook, like the sun, fell harder, burning and undeniable.
But in a world that sees everything, they become distance, silence, shadows of what they are.
Still, the sun reaches for the moon,
and the moon reflects what it cannot hold.
In fleeting glances and hidden touches,
they leave behind fragments,
a story written in light and dark,
visible only to those who dare to see.
Will they remain apart,
or find a way to exist in the same sky?