Calm breaths

Wet baths

Fresh starts

Play your part sweetheart

Just love me hard

Until we find bliss.

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"Why at 11:59?" You asked to him, walking towards you who was sitting on the couch, waiting for the debut single to release. YouTube, check, couch, check, connection, check, army bomb, check. You were as ready as everyone else was for your boyfriend's debut. "Cause it'll be your birthday still" he said, taking a seat next to you and your army bomb. "And if I did it at 12:00 am yesterday, then I would've been busy for promtions today." He stated as a matter of fact and you formed an O with your mouth nodding.

"Intelligent kook" you winked and he wiggled his eyebrows with you. You both were ready, the MV was to be out in a couple of minutes.
And there, after about ten minutes, Jungkook's ears had stopped functioning due to your constant screams and fanchants, you even squished his cheeks in the middle of the MV when he looked too cute on screen. "Are you done?" He asked and you raised your hands in victory. "MY LIFE IS COMPLETE." you said, as you heard the full version of Decalcomania playing swiftly.

He shook his head at your cuteness, small chuckles and groans leaving his lips whenever he thought that he sung well in a part or some places where he thought he could do better.  "You've done so well!" You exclaimed, hugging him. "This was the best birthday gift EVER!!!" You said and he grinned proudly, satisfied that he heard what he wanted to.

A few minutes later, all songs from his album played on shuffle as the two of you laid on each other, you on top of him as he played with the curls of your hair, as usual. A sweet, melodic song playing in the background with his voice over, as he sung along with his own creation. "I love your voice more than you" you stated as a fact, swimming up to his face and kissing his mole on his nose. "Really?" He raised an eyebrow and you smiled, nodding.

"Then we have a competition" he tilted his head and you softly chuckled as his fingers drew circles on your back. "Talk to me" He said and you blinked at him. "About?"
"Your mom. Your family, back at Australia" he said and your breath hitched. "Why would you want to know about that" you asked, laying your head on his chest, his heartbeats audible to you. He threw his head back on the pillow, the huge couch perfectly suited for the two of you. You were tall, he was tall, the couch was long. Perfect.

"Ya know... For the long run" he twirled his fingers in air and you shook your head with a faint smile. "You see... I don't know how to describe it except as a love-hate relationship... Except the fact that I feel like I'm the only one trying to love them" you chuckled painfully. He listened intently, slowly patting your back. "When I was young, my parents didn't expect much of me. Not more than good academic positions and a pretty behavior. I wasn't the most beautiful, but they did think I was intelligent. They loved me a lot, just like they loved Noah"

"Mom. She is an amazing, dynamic person. She has a business of her own, not huge, but enough for her to be called successful and hard working. She's beautiful too, you know? Dad and her were an arranged couple. They never hated each other, but it changed when there was some woman who kept tailing onto my dad. Mumma loved dad enough to claim him as hers. After all, they had learned loving each other. Besides, who would want some other woman to play with their man? This was when Noah was about five. We were both young, so we never understood why our parents kept fighting. I was eight though, I used to know time to time what was going on in their lives. Although my mom wanted to hide it from me cause she didn't want me to know things I didn't need to, she couldn't  help but cry and cry in front of me. She used to tell me that whenever she saw my face, she couldn't help but re-think the marriage and the home she'd built with papa."

You shook your head, clutching his neck tighter with your arms. "I hated to see her like that. And there I made my part of our mistakes. I neglected them like they neglected me when I grew up. I didn't want to see them break slowly slowly, one by one. That's when my mom felt like I didn't love her anymore. But that wasn't true, you know?" You said and he nodded, without a word leaving his mouth. You felt his chin move above your head and you gulped before speaking again.

"She used to say that I am not her best friend anymore. That hurt. But I still loved her, I wanted to be her best friend. Unknowingly, I ended up hating. Not hating her, but her manipulative ways. She wanted to control how I talk, how I walk, how I see things, how I speak. Everything. She wanted to embed herself in me. But I didn't want that!"

"So I left, I left home. Noah went away to America, while I bought a home on rent with Taru, studying in another city. Life was simple there... And easier. But what I noticed was that as soon as I left the house, things got way better. Even now, mom and dad fight, but lesser. However, the distance between us.. physically, ended up affecting us mentally. It's always okay with dad cause he calls me from time to time. But mom? She and I had a huge crack between our bond. That's probably because when I was younger, mom and I spent more time with each other and dad was always working. We seperated in a weird way. The things she said to me... Some things are still so prominent that I can't get them out of my head. Things that I can't exactly tell you. And that's why it still scares me. Am I even on a right path? Am I doing it correct? Are my decisions right? Is living my life by my own principles what I wanted?"

You quietened, and Jungkook knew how the self doubt creeps in at such moments. He kinda felt bad for asking you this, but on the other hand, he knew that it was important for you to share all of this with someone. "Y/F/N. You've grown into a beautiful woman. A kind, gentle, goofy, sweet and caring person." He said and you snickered. "I am not as good as you make it look. " you said in between but he didn't even laugh. He raised your face to look up at him. "I don't care how you are to others. All I know is that you are the person who was with me during the hardest time of my life. You learned to love the ugly me, not the perfect me. You loved Jeon Jungkook, not the golden maknae. You were my light when I was depressed, never complaining once to be selfish. Never once told me about your problems until I asked for them today. You were so affectionate, that I couldn't help but get attracted to you, I couldn't supress the feelings of gratitude I've always felt, for you."

"And you're the one I count on. Tomorrow if I lose my way, or forget how to live, how to love, I'll count on you." He spoke softly and you bit your lip, nodding. "Teach me to love again, when I forget." He said and you joined his lips with yours, the sweet, tender kiss making the two of you calm.

"Please don't neglect us, Jeon. That's what has been done to me my whole life, and I don't think I'll be able to live through it again."

He just nodded, for he never not doubted the fact that he'd loved you. But he was scared of himself, the road to self confidence and self acceptance was still trying to be found by him. He didn't know how he'd handle a situation of something ever goes wrong with you in it. For he knew he loved you so, he respected you so, that if he hurts you, he'll end up hating himself all over again.

"I'm high on alcohol, Jeon. We need to start fucking or I'll end up asleep." You told him and he sighed. You stood up from the couch and he followed. "How about a shower?" He asked, reaching out for your palm and pulling you into a sensual kiss, passionate and fierce just to wake you up. His hand was wrapped around your neck, eyes closed as his tongue collided with yours occasionally.

He turned on the tap to fill the bathtub, while you were stripping behind him, ready to soak yourself into the mild water. "I don't know how this works" you said, biting your lip while Jungkook was busy adding the bubbles. "What?" He asked and you giggled. "Shower sex" you blurted and he shook his head. "Just shut up. That'll be great help" he said to you and you frowned with a pout. Soon enough your boyfriend entered the tub with you, his form resting next to yours. His hands roamed around your body as his lips swirled round your breast, soft sweet pecks delivered to your hot skin leaving you to join the luxury of bliss.

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"Y/N!" You heard a few loud bangs accompanied with your name being shouted. "Y/N!" You heard the feminine voice shriek again, waking you up from your slumber. You looked around, finding Jungkook's black shirt and you quickly put it on before opening the door to your room. There you saw your best friend, standing in front of you with scared, worried eyes. "Taru... What?" You asked, your eyes squinting in confusion.

She entered your room, closing the door behind her as she grabbed your hand, pulling you to the centre. She grabbed the television remote in her hand and switched it on, pressing a few buttons on it to let you see what she wanted. Once she was done, she looked up from the device and met your eyes. You, who was frowning at her, slowly turned your head from her anxious face toward the Television.

And all the warmness left from your body as your face turned pale and the redness of your cheeks faded. Your lips dried, heart beats turned faster than they ever had, leaving you speechless, wide-eyed, confused and scared.

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