Coming Back To You JINKOOK (Hiatus)

the good boy

Jeon jungkook , the only son of Jeon Jung-su and Jeon Eun-ji is sitting across the bed with a book in his hand. Jungkook has a mere interest in reading. Rather he loves art. He was staring at his just finished painting.

Searching for any undone details that need to be added to enrich the painting.
His mom came inside his small cosy room.

"Jungkook get ready"

"What?Why?" Jungkook looked tensed "Papa is okey. Right"

"Yes. What are you saying?"

"Nothing the way you just burst in I thought he burned the kitchen again and you are going to use me as a pathetic servant." Jungkook teased.

"Oh! Jungkook I just did that trice and you are teasing your mom for that."

"Yes and also I had to deal with my misfortune YESTERDAY."

"Oh lord what I am gonna do with this child" his mom sigh and started pulling a set of dress for jungkook.

"Mom what is love?"

"Son in your nineteen year old self do you think you are capable of understanding what is Love" his mom uttered.

Expanding his hand he hugged his mom's waist. And poked his face in her tummy. And whined loudly.

"Mommy tell me naa"

"Grow up you will be able to understand by yourself"

"How? There is noone yet made me felt butterflies in my stomach. there is no chance anybody will ever do"

"Uff who told you feeling butterflies inside your stomach can only give you evidence of you being in love." Jungkook's mom frowned her beautiful pair of eyebrows.

"Jiminie hyung" Jungkook said innocently.

"Oh! Jungkook love doesn't have one specific defination. It has different meaning to every single person. For me and your dad it hass always been care and trust that's how we were able to raise you with such minimal lifestyle. We always thought our care and support will push you forward that's how our love towards you expressed itself. Your dad never gave me a diamond ring or any expensive stuff he just held my hand tightly through our best and worst time. That's how our love expressed itself. So it depends on the personalities involved. But one thing is sure that it is so pure and delicate that once it is broke it can't be the same anymore.

After a long pause jungkook raised his face his eyes glistening with tears.

"Will I ever be able to find that type of love?"

His mom smiled a little "Not everybody has eyes to trace it. So before it is gone it needs to be cherished."

"And if I couldn't?" Jungkook asked immediately with a bit of fear in his eyes.

She laughed and cupped his face and said "Then maybe god will give to another chance if you want it that desperately."

Jungkook looked a little confused.

"Okey enough emotional breakdowns. My little dumbo let's go now. Oh pick the painting you dad covered it neatly with paper. Okey come fast"

"Yes mom"

Jungkook wore a nice solid colour oversized sweatshirt and a skinny Jeans.

Coming downstair he saw his mother taking wilh his father placing her head on his shoulder.

A smiled appeared on jungkook's lips.

He has always seen his parents sweet pure love and he is so grateful towards his parents for giving him such a healthy atmosphere.

He jumped on his parents hugging them tight. Mr and Mrs jeon laughted out loud witnessing their son's cuteness.

Mrs. Jeon allowed her fingers run through jungkook's silky brown hair.

Jungkook peeked his both parents cheeks. And run towards the door after quickly picking up the drawing.

Mr. Jeon and Mrs. Jeon followed him.

Closing the small house's door they walked side by side watching jungkook jumping and running happily towards the car sent by kim seok-ho.

"Our son is so pure I hope someone will cherish him all time." Mr. Jeon smiled.

"Don't worry he will be cherished by someone who will care about him. He will have a happy future" Mrs.jeon assured.