2017 has now passed.
another year is to come.
this year, i wish for you and i to be walking on the same melody.
together.
the night has now passed.
another night is to come.
jungkook,
do you miss me?
here i am, lying in this same old hospital bed.
it's been months, kookie.
do you have no regret?
i wish i weren't saved from that suicide attempt.
i wish i wasn't in this hospital.
i wish my eyes would open.
"all those nights, jimin.. you thought that you were being held by jungkook. you thought you were being caressed by jungkook. you thought that the wetness you felt on your shirt were tears from jungkook. jimin, it's me. yoongi."
"i-i want to see you. why won't my eyes open, yoongi?!"
i moved my hands around, trying to feel for something.
it landed on something soft. then, what I'm assuming was your hand, intertwined around mine.
"jimin.. you're blind."
YOU ARE READING
PERFUME CALLED ATTRACTION → JIKOOK
Fanfiction❝ no, i don't hate him, because he makes you smile like an angel ❞ jimin has been in love with jungkook, and jungkook has only been in love with the idea of jimin. WARNINGS: ㅡ ANGST
