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JungKook- Our Space

I opened the doors after someone knocked. It was him standing behind them. He looked exactly as I remembered. It didn't make it any easier. I even though that some sort of change would have been for the better.

"Why did you came?"

"I came back for my things."

He said in the calmest tone possible. Stupid me. How could I ever though he would come back for me? FOR ME? Never in the million years. That was his words right before leaving me. When why did I HOPE that he would come back for me? Why did I WANTED for him to be back?

Because I still loved him. With all my heart and unconditionally.

"The living room."

I said and turned around without closing the door. After a bit I heard how he carefully closed them as only he used to do. He never shut them with huge noise even when he was angry.

I came back to the tea I was drinking in front of my laptop screen and just let him took his things, which I packed already. I saw him walk pass me, his reflection was on my computer screen. He didn't glare even for a second, he just walked straight to the living room.

Our space, as we used to call it.

"And this is the living room."

Nice looking sale's woman stated as we walked in to the huge room, it was empty, but for some reason seemed spectacular. White walls gave the illusion that the room extends to no limits.

"It's amazing!"

II happily stated and she smiled satisfied with her client reaction.

"This is the last room, right?"

JungKook asked and she nodded. Everything was perfect to the smallest details. Or maybe we just saw everything though the pink glasses, which love put on our eyes.

"I think it will be our room very soon."

"Our own personal space."

JungKook agreed hugging me. We didn't even feel uncomfortable in front of a complete stranger. I heard the woman giggle, but she quickly came back to the professional state that she was in before.

"So, you can inform us about your decision any time soon."

She warned us. We knew we weren't the only ones hoping to get this place.

"I don't think we need any more time."

I replied to her, it was surprising how fast we made a decision.

"We'll take it."

JungKook was on the same page.

"Well when, if you're so sure, I guess I will let you two enjoy one another's company for a bit. I'll just get all the papers from the car."

She said it and we immediately agreed. As soon as she walked out we both sighted. It was so great to inhale the air of the place we will finally be able to call home.

"Isn't this wonderful?"

I asked already with an answer in mind. Of course, JungKook read my mind.

"This is the most perfect place for us two."

I couldn't agree with him more.

"Shall we call this Our Space?"

"You mean the living room?"

He looked around.

"I think, yeah."

"I like that name. We shall do that."

He winked and hugged me tighter I squeaked since I was unable o breathe in his embrace.

"You took it all?"

I said as I saw him walking out the room with only one suitcase in his hands. And I knew I had prepared a bag too.

"I think so."

He shrugged. I sighted and got up. He never paid as much as attention to some things as I wished he did.

"There should be two instead of one."

I said pointing out that he still had one bag missing. He didn't even look down, just scanned me and nodded.

"I think so too."

"When let's go get another one."

I waved towards living room and was about to go that direction, but JungKook stopped me.

"I think so too, there should be two instead of one."

"But I just said that."

He didn't let me finish properly as he kissed me. I backed up immediately and cursed myself at instant. But it was a right thing to do. We weren't together anymore. This was wrong and... forbidden.

"JungKook." it was so hard to say his name after all this time. "I moved on. Don't make this any harder, please."

I tried to make him think straight again. However it didn't look like he was listening.

"But I haven't."

That hurt me. Really bad. It was a scar that never healed. But how do you heel love? Is that even a disease? Yes, it is. And there is no cure for it.

"That's not my problem."

I didn't want to be cold. But if I let those feelings back in, I would burn myself and might never raise again. I wasn't a Fenix and I couldn't come back from the ashes. Flames would kill me. And our love was flaming.

"Do you even remember how happy we used to be?"

"Exactly JungKook, exactly, used to be."

I knew we can't live in the past. We had future ahead of us, and unfortunately he wasn't in my future and I wasn't in his. It seemed like JungKook read my mind again as he always did.

"Everything can be changed."

He stated and it was so true. So true it looked real. But it wasn't. This childish game couldn't last any longer and if I was supposed to be the one to put the stop to it, I was going to do it properly.

"JungKook, just get your things."

He was nice enough to leave the house for me. Of course I had to pay him back. But I wasn't strong enough to leave the memories behind and he knew it, and he let me keep the house. He still cared doesn't matter how many storms we had to deal with.

He suddenly grabbed my wrist and somehow managed to throw me over his shoulder. I started kicking the air and screaming, but nothing seemed to get me closer to escaping.

"I'm not leaving without you!"

Tears started falling down my face. I was crying, but not because I was sad, I couldn't believe that life gave me the second chance.

"JungKook you are my everything."

"I love you."

He chuckled and put me down. It was our space, our little person shelter from all of the world's evil.

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