Love, Pt. 3

love, pt. 3

01. 02. 03.

DEAR Y/N,

― I had no idea you could be so cruel. Tell me, what was the point of sending him here to see me. Did you think that a few wounds would change my mind? I’m not insane love. I caught what you were trying to do.

He beat me up and yelled at me. He yelled about the two of you getting married and that I needed to stop with the letters. That you were tired of me and you wanted me out of your life. That those stupid letters were driving both of you sick. 

But you know what I find funny about this situation. How you still read my letters. Trust me, I know you will read this one too. Taehyung, I think that’s his name, your friend sent me a text telling me that you missed me. But you didn’t have the courage to come find me. You still love me, yet you are doing everything you can to keep me away.

Unfortunately, I’m tired of this game we’re playing. If you don’t have it in you to forgive me, then there’s no hope. I left her by the way. I left her because I wanted to be with you. You should do the same. 

But not for me, for yourself. Maybe I did cross the line with my letters, but I was dying in the inside. I cried myself to sleep every night I was with someone else. All I wanted was you and look at how you treat me. 

I’ll keep myself at a distance from you now. But I can’t say I’ll wait forever y/n.

Who knows, maybe one day I will love someone else.

SINCERELY,

Jungkook

notes. and this is how it finally ends. i wanted the ending to be more tragic or sad, but i didn’t want the ending to be painful for jungkook only. in the end, you can decide how this really ends. with jungkook and y/n together or apart forever. anyway, take care everyone and thanks for reading my first series of drabbles. bye.

saturn

The rain poured on me, but I didn’t care. I rushed through the crowds of people, screaming her name because it was all I could do. Voice out my frustrations because she was leaving me. Voice out those demons that wanted to burst out of me. 

I tried to hold onto her, but she pushed me away. She looked at me with cold eyes and tears that were starting to form in the corners of her eyes. She turned away from me, leaving me in a state of pain that even I couldn’t understand. 

Then her voice and words from that letter came back to me.

The flowers in my garden are starting to wither away. One by one, soon enough they will all be gone. I won’t tend to those flowers any longer. Just like I won’t tend to our relationship either.

Priorities to you are your family and the children you will have one day. I heard she’s pregnant and it’s unfortunate how I didn’t hear it from you. Must be nice to have a dream of yours come true. Even if it’s not with me. It hurts, but it’ll hurt more if I stay.

Remember the nights you were in my bed. Those nights will remain precious to me till my last breath on this earth. On this planet where I met you. A man with a wife and an unborn child. Maybe on another planet, maybe on Saturn live the children we never had. Maybe on Pluto screams of love can still be heard. Maybe on the moon we both scream alone begging for forgiveness. 

Last night, after you drifted to sleep, I pondered what our lives would have been like if I had met you earlier. If I had met you before you married, would you have fallen for me? These questions will be left unanswered. The love that screams your name within me will stay. But you, my lover will fade away. 

Treasure our memories like I’ll treasure your face. I know you don’t love her, but one day the feelings you have for me will be shared with her. Your tears will disappear and be replaced with smiles and laughter. This child you will have one day will remind you of why you are alive. To be loved and to love.

It’s tragic that you won’t love me. But know this Jungkook, you will always be loved by me. 

Remembering those words, god it’s so painful to exist. To exist in a world where my life does not depend on me. Where I have responsibilities and places I have to be. Because if I could choose where to be, I would choose you in a heartbeat.

notes. this drabble was inspired by the song, Saturno by Pablo Alboran. it doesn’t give the same vibes as the song, but i like the end result. i did use a few lyrics from the song, the words that are bolded are the ones i used. i think overall this is a good piece of work. i mean it could be better, but i like it the way it is. i hope you will like it too. also, i think this video goes pretty well with this. enjoy!

when the moon rises

It’s 6 pm.

Concern laces your features as you flip through the study guide one of your peers lent you. The man, Jimin claimed that these papers would help you finish well. The end of the semester was approaching and next week would be quite eventful. The last week of college, when all finals would take place.

The classes you take, well they aren’t too hard. There’s just one class that you wish you hadn’t taken for your first semester of senior year. Oh well. Everyone makes mistakes.

The night is approaching and you wish you had more time. But you want to leave as soon as the moon rises. As soon as the moon is out and you can see its beautiful light. As soon as this happens, you will go find the person you most adore.

The library is quiet, but you think there might be a better place to study. Only you might find it hard to occupy your time reading and taking practice tests if you go there. Your focus would be on the handsome owner of the small bookshop near the city.

The walk to get there would take about 20 minutes, but you didn’t mind.

Not at all.

The whole time you’re walking, you’re thinking of the book you want to discuss with him. He recommended Frankenstein to you. You were reluctant to read it at first, but you gave it a chance. Especially because he suggested you would enjoy it.

The book was good. But it left you a little sad. You hoped he would recommend something completely different. Maybe a book to pass the time.

Finally, you arrive in front of the bookshop. The name of it displayed on the mirror reflects the moon adorning the sky. Magic Shop. Once you asked him why he chose this name for the shop. He didn’t give an answer at first.

But he eventually gave in to your whining.

“I don’t know. Maybe because many people come here to find some comfort. Like you.”

The moment he said this, you wondered if he knew why you came here every time the moon rose out to decorate the night sky. 

The moon. Before you two met, you swore there was nothing more beautiful than the moon. Now you know his eyes are more beautiful.

You interrupt your own thoughts and rush inside the shop. The night was finally here and you felt a sprinkle of water. Was it going to rain? Hopefully not.

When you step inside, he is there organizing a few bookshelves. He doesn’t hear you come in, earbuds in both ears. Only when you get closer does he notice your presence. “Oh hey.” He says this with a smile on his face. He’s happy to see you.

He stands up from his spot and removes both earbuds from his ears. “You are late.”

“I’m sorry Jungkook.”

The boy gives you this look, the kind of look he gives you when he’s been reminded of something. Sometimes it’s something stupid. Like when he forgets where he put the keys to close the shop. Or when he forgets that he boiled water for coffee.

“Wait here.” He quickly walks over to the checkout counter. His hands search for something and your curiosity grows. They reach for something, a piece of paper that’s been crumbled.

“You know Taehyung? The good-looking guy that’s always looking at books but never buys any.” The name is unfamiliar to you. But you do remember this man who always came to the shop. He never bought a book and you wondered if maybe he just liked to look at them.

But he could just go to the library.

“Yes, I do remember him. But why does it-”

Jungkook walks over to where you stand and hands you the paper. “Well, now we know why he likes this shop so much.” He smiles, but his smile doesn’t reach his eyes. The crumbled paper is now in your hand and you are confused. But you open it anyway.

It read the following.

I like you. Sorry for not coming to you. Please call me.

There was a phone number under these words. You look up at him. “He comes here because he likes you?” Jungkook starts laughing the moment you say this. His eyes crinkle a bit like they always do when he laughs. He can’t meet your gaze because he swears he won’t be able to stop laughing.

He stops when you continue to stare at him in confusion.

“No stupid. He likes you.”

Oh.

Oh.

“But why? He doesn’t know me.” Taehyung never spoke a word with you. You were beyond confused. But also concerned for him. He thought it was better to leave a note than to speak to you. What kind of guy does that?

He smiles at you. “I guess he liked you the very moment he saw you.” The silence that follows after concerns you. But you can’t seem to find any words to say. Jungkook is trying to decipher what it is you are feeling.

“The poor paper is in such a bad state. Why is it so crumbled?”

Jungkook’s eyes widen a bit. “Well, I was debating whether I should give it to you or throw it away.” He doesn’t dare look at you after confessing this. You wanted to know why he wanted to discard the paper.

“Why? He gave it to you so you could give it to me. Were you really going to throw it away? That’s not very nice of you.”

He looks like he wants the ground to swallow him. “No no. I just felt a bit jealous. But I didn’t let it get the best of me.” He felt jealous. No way.

“Jealous? I’m not your girlfriend Jungkook.”

“But you could be.” He meets your eyes and his face looks pretty serious. He’s not joking or flirting for no reason. Sometimes the two of you flirt with each other. But just for fun. Silly things friends do. Though there’s nothing silly about this.

“Jungkook-”

He cuts you off.

“Look I know you like me too.”

You are going to lose your mind.

“I know this because you come here every night.”

Shit. He knew.

“I thought you just wanted to be my friend. But the looks you give the group of girls that come late at night with the excuse that they just want to read some books say something else. You can see right through them and I can too. We’re not oblivious to these people and their intentions. But it appears that you are oblivious to mine.”

He closes the distance between the two of you.

“Kindness only goes so far. I don’t have long conversations with most of my customers. I don’t ask them about their personal lives. I only took interest in you. Y/n we like each other so let’s stop pretending.”

You feel overwhelmed. But the good kind of overwhelmed. When you are feeling so many emotions, you can’t quite understand yourself. You kind of hate yourself for not realizing his feelings sooner. But you also blame him.

“Okay, maybe I was a little oblivious. But you! You never said anything, so I never did either. If someone’s at fault, it’s both of us.”

Jungkook smiles and nods his head. Your words are nothing but true. This confession causes an ache in your heart. How much time have you wasted? But there was no point in regretting the past. The future didn’t look so bad now.

You are lost in your thoughts and he uses this as an opportunity to kiss you. He kisses you gently with both of his hands cupping your face. The kiss doesn’t last very long. But the feel of his lips on yours consumes you with euphoria.

When Jungkook stops kissing you, he places a kiss on your forehead. Then he holds you in his arms for a while. At this moment, you’re so happy you could die in his arms. The warmth holds you close and you wish to stay with him like this forever.

But then he parts from you. He smiles and his eyes do the same. You’re about to ask him if you guys are dating now when he reads your mind. “Now my dear girlfriend. Tell me about the book. Did you like it? How about a cup of coffee?”

You smile. Forget the stupid finals. Tonight you were going to focus on Jungkook only.

notes. i wrote this one pretty quickly. it’s a simple story and it’s quite long compared to other drabbles. but i wouldn’t call this a oneshot. i hope you guys liked it as much as i did. thanks for taking the time to read this! enjoy <3

‎star, ☆ intro #uno

navi memento mori latest. in dreams ⸼ ۫

home is where the heart is, pt. 1

genre. fantasy au. angst. fluff. 

summary. jungkook loves and loathes the sea. especially when it brings him to a place far away from home. he wants to save himself, but he knows only one person can save him.

warnings. minor character deaths. descriptions of grief. explicit language. 

note. here goes to a new drabble series. i’m excited but also very nervous. i don’t write fantasy because i’m not very good at it. but i’m giving it a try because i’m fascinated with stories about sirens and such. i hope you enjoy <3 

The sound of a female voice agitates the poor boy lying on the sand staring over at the many stars he could see adorning the night sky. The whispers of his name continuously send him to the edge of a precipice. He wishes to succumb to the feeling of her gentle and tender way of calling him over to the sea. Death calls for a sweet kiss.

His life is still as he ponders if he will ever find a way back home to his lover. Doubts scar him more deeply when he sits up and looks at the sea. There where the waves crash, there where he thinks he sees her face.

A welcoming smile and he feels weak in the knees. Death’s voice mixes with her own voice and he stands in a hurry. Eyes with tears glare at him beckoning him to walk further away from the sea. For she knows that if he meets the sweet embrace of the water, not one heartbeat of his will be heard ever again.

Shut eyes and he sees their memories play out like a story. A story that he believes may never come to an end. Only when he feels her again will he know with certainty that she is well. May it be that she has found someone to confide in. A light in the middle of the darkness that surrounds her every memory of his.

A few months had gone by. He remembers it all too well. The day all fishermen of the town gathered near the port with beaming smiles. The sky had cleared from the clouds that once met when the storm had begun. The warmth of the sun allured the men and they were sure in their hearts that they could sail safely again.

Jungkook was never meant to be there, but the young boy was too stubborn to listen to his mother when she begged him to stay. “You’re not like your father my boy. You will be nothing like him. The world’s too big for you to follow him.” These words only motivated his need to sail the seas in the company of his father, even if it was only through his ghost.

When he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a familiar girl in a white dress. Her hair fell over her shoulders and her cheeks were painted a pretty pink he’d only seen once. A moment when he confessed in the early days of spring that he loved her. He recalled the tears that flowed out of her eyes and the love he showed her after.

She stood away from him, afraid that if she touched him, it would be the last time.

“Oh look who came to bid me farewell.”

He felt serene when she was around. If she was there with him, his fears found no way to hurt him. Though he grew to fear losing her and that alone killed him. But if he was met with her tears, that was something else. It was hard to explain the overwhelming ache he felt when he saw her cry. Sobs that came from the pain within her heart.

He knew she was afraid, oh so afraid to lose him. In a way, he felt blessed that such a lovely person would miss him on the other side. “I’m not going to die if that’s what you’re worried about y/n. When my father sailed the sea, a storm was already approaching. Look at the sky, my love.”

She cried more quietly as she stared down at her feet. If she looked at the sky or at the boy she loved, she would fall apart. Sometimes she wondered why he was so full of life. Why his eyes would show a glimmer she’d never seen from anyone else? When his father parted from him, he spent days staring at the sea.

Jungkook had a complicated relationship with the ocean. His father had taught him everything he needed to know about fishing and the sea creatures he encountered when he left home. His father was always away. Once when he couldn’t find it in him to fall asleep, he left the comfort of his bed to find his mother.

“Oh dear, you scared me. What is a little boy doing awake at this hour?”

His doe eyes met his mother’s face and without thinking, he exclaimed, “I hate the sea! I hate it!”

A fond smile. That was the only thing his mother could give him because deep within her own heart, she also hated the sea. But not for the reasons her little baby did. No. She simply despised how much her own lover cared for it. Even more than his family.

I'M FEELING DIZZY