"Aeonian Promise"-Jeon Jungkook ff

Six

"Ain't my fault you keep turning me on.." The girl hummed to herself through the headphones as her fingers worked rhythmically on the keyboard of her laptop

"It ain't my fault you got, got me so gone.." She hoped her glasses made her look professional so she wouldn't get told off for watching 'My fish likes to play' by her teachers who hung out there very often

the tranquil aroma of coffee filled the cafe, it was quite a calming place. Back in Pakistan, she didn't go to cafes that often but this place was just amazing, and the workers were quite young and friendly

"Oh my God, what is this? Want you all in my business" A cup of coffee was placed in front of her but she couldn't be bothered to pay the waiter a glance, not until her headphones were snatched.

"Okay son, what up" She turned around her seat, eyeing the waiter she was so familiar with

"Falaq you're too loud, sweetie" He planted his left hand on his waist, her headphones dangling from the right

"I wasn't even singing, dude. Its just Zara Larsson!" She grinned,hoping he would join her and sing the next verse like he always did, but he couldn't.

Didn't want to get fired

"Tell that to the old couple right there" He pointed his thumb towards a table to the left. An old lady sat opposite to a man, who was supposedly an elder too considering his slightly gray hair. She couldn't possible tell as his back was facing her.

"Do you think they understand English?" she whispered to the boy

"I think the uncle does" he whispered back making Falaq nod. Now she knew not to call him 'Grumpy Gramps' out loud

Falaq gave the lady an apologetic smile and nodded her head as an apology, the lady returned a tight-lipped smile with a nod to assure the younger that it was alright. 

"Areum? Are you listening?" Falaq heard the old man's raspy voice ask the woman

"Huh? Yes I am, what were you saying Park?" The lady averted her gaze to the man

"We're good now, give me my baby back" she snatched her headphones from him and put them down on the table, sipping her coffee

The man sighed, mumbling a 'Rot in a sweaty corner please' before walking towards the counter

"Bye Seokjin-nie! Have fun working" She called to him, earning a slightly audible

'I hate you'

                         °'~'°

"I hate myself"

Why does it so happen that the worst moments pop up when you're least expecting them?

Why do we, as in people who want nothing but peace, always end up Ruining things for ourselves?

Why does the world make some of us feel so useless?

That's exactly how he felt

Useless.

His thoughts, his mind, his life;

Everything was messed up

Imperceivable, tiny bits and pieces that flew around his mind, creating an array of emotions and memories that he had buried long ago.

Jungkook wasn't one to pity himself, he was far past that. He believed that you weren't to be pitied as long as you didn't tell anyone, as long as no one knew. They wouldn't be able to think of you as pathetic if they didn't know, right?