Dear Kookie || ᴇɴɢʟɪsʜ ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ ✓

72 | Honey 012

Jin and I finished cleaning, all we couldn't do was put the things he brought here in their containers.

But because we were hungry already, the two of us ate first, I missed eating in this kitchen. Jin and I always talk about things, the others don't make sense but since Jin is the one I'm talking to, I feel like it still makes sense.

When we finished eating we rested for a while, it was 7:30 in the evening. Jin told me that he would just take me home after we arranged the things. To speed things up, we divided the work, he was in the kitchen and I was in the bedroom. He handed me the ones I would put in my room-- no, that's not my room anymore.

I opened the box, I took out all the things there but I was suddenly shocked when I saw a picture frame. I was devastated to see that picture of Jungkook and me but I don't know when we took that picture. It looks like we were young here.

I bit my lip as I looked at the other contents of the box, most of them were things I gave him when we were still together, including the things he also gave me. I opened another box and saw his old cellphone there, I quickly looked for the charger so I could charge the phone.

I opened the other items again, I'm sure Kookie has it all. It's a camera but I'm really curious about an album that's not familiar to me so I opened it.

Just the first page, I nibbled on my lip when I saw my face there while I was smiling, I don't know where it is so I'm sure it's my picture before I lost my memory. I moved the page and I could only see my face until I got to the point where I wasn't the only one in the picture.

Suga is included. I don't remember those events, but it looks like we were young there so I'm sure they've been around for a long time.

The pictures looked far away and looked covert, as if they were taken by a paparazzi. I turned and turned the pages, until my happy pictures were replaced by sad ones, almost all my pictures here make me cry. I don't know why I feel like I was crying.

But I looked very sad then.

When I moved that to the next page I smiled. That was just a picture of Kookie and me and I remember all these pictures. Up to the middle there was no picture, so I looked at the back and saw a familiar flower laminated.

I took the lily flower  and looked at it carefully, there was another ribbon attached like the one given to me ...

The longer I was stunned, the more I felt like crying but I couldn’t find the right reason to cry.

Suddenly I lost my concentration when Kookie's phone vibrated, I quickly went there to open it and I immediately saw the lockscreen picture of the two of us. Why didn't he even think to change, I thought he had forgotten me?

The phone doesn't have a password so I opened it immediately but I frowned when I read what was written on the homescreen.

"Open the diary app?"

Even though I knew what I was going to do was bad, I still opened the diary app, it didn't asked for any password? My forehead frowned when I saw that only drafts were posted there, it means only he can see it and it can't be passed on to other cellphones.

I was hesitant if I would open the drafts but my curiosity led me more so I still opened it even though I knew it was wrong.

Dear Kookie?

I didn't write them, I frowned when I realized he wrote them.

Is he writing to himself?

I was even more confused so I looked at the look, wondering if I should read or not.

I don’t know if I made the right decision to read what he wrote or wrong, but I don’t regret that I read it.

It's like our relationship, even then I don't regret that we were together.