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Jimin

The car comes to a stop in front of the old house. A small bungalow with baby blue walls faded from the sea spray. I bite my lip, my hand resting on the car door. I look to see Jungkook frowning at the house.
"What? What is it?" I ask, touching his arm. He kills the engine of the car and stiffly gets out of the car, keeping his eyes on the door. I follow him, walking round the car as Jungkook goes up the porch steps towards the door.

I reach him as the old wooden door suddenly, opening to show a short elderly woman. She plainly recognises us, from the way her eyes linger on me before looking at Jungkook.
"Jungkook? Is that you?" she says, reaching to touch his face. Jungkook only nods slightly, letting her hug him. She glances at me, almost nervously, before looking away.
"Come, come inside. Its been so long" she says, beckoning us inside. I take one look back at the cliff and our car before the door closed behind us.


"What's going on, Jungkook?" I ask once the woman. He turns to me and takes the old photo from my hands.
"I knew I'd seen this house before. My Dad....he used to live nearby. The woman recognised me because he used to bring me to the beach during the summer. I think her son and my dad were friends" he said, tracing the horizon on the photo, where land meets sea.

I cup his face and kiss him. Jungkook lets of a soft moan as he pulls me closer. It feels like every kiss is the last yet it feels like the first time. A rush o pure ecstasy and I'm addicted. We pull apart to soon, it's always too soon. The way Jungkook's thumb runs over my lips, how he looks at me like I'm some lost masterpiece.

I don't want to leave him.

"....yes, they're here....in my living room. I never Jungkook was.....was like that....gay I mean, not that I think it's wrong per say but.....the police? Isn't that a bit-" the old woman says before being cut off as Jungkook snatches the phone from her.

I glare at her as she cowers in her kitchen. Jungkook takes one look at the caller id before smashing the phone against the counter.
"You just fucking had to!" He screams, laughing himself towards her. I catch him in my arms and pull him back, out of the kitchen.

"Let go of me Jimin" he shouts, his elbows jabbing me in the ribs.
"No, we don't have time Kook" I say. He loosens in my grip and I risk letting him go. Jungkook shoots the old woman one last glare before we grab our bags.

I lead the way, flinging the door open and rushing down the steps. But what I see in front of me brings me to a stop. A line of black cars, flanked by police cars, slowly make their way up the cliff road towards us.

And I know that it's the end







a/n tbh I almost finished with this book, which is sad because I really love the plot

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