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“Your fingers entwined slowly with mine, and suddenly life made sense.”
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POV : Jungkook

I looked at myself in the mirror. I'm wearing a white shirt and a blue tie paired up with my blue suit. Navy blue.
'Ara like this colour on me.'
I took my wrist watch from the dressing table and slided in to my wrist.
My heart is nervous but it is also feeling so happy to meet her again.
I slightly smiled looking at my reflection in the mirror.
'Let's get it.'

I walked downstairs and saw my parents standing there ready to go. They smiled at me and I smiled back.

We are standing outside Ara's house and I'm nervous as hell, biting my bottom lip to control my nervousness. My hands are sweating too.

My dad ringed the doorbell and eventually, the door opened and it revealed Mr. Min.

“Good evening, Jeon family.” he said hugging my father while smiling widely.

We all entered inside and Mrs. Min hugged my mom.
“Oh my God! Jeon Jungkook, Is that you?” Mr. Min said jokingly, and hugged me.

“How are you Mr. Min?” I said while hugging him back.

“I'm good, but we missed you too much boy.” he smiled looking at me.

“I missed you all too.” I said while smiling back.

“Jungkook, You have grown up into a beautiful man.” Mrs. Min said smiling at me.

“Thank you, Mrs. Min.” I said, still processing the compliment in my mind.

“Oh! Ara sweetheart.”
My head automatically turned towards my mom, who was hugging Ara.

My eyes we're stuck on her. She was wearing a beautiful red dress, which ended till her knees, paired up with red bottom heels and her hair flowing freely.

She broke the hug with my mom and her eyes turned towards me.
My breath hitched at the moment my eyes met with her.
'She is still the same.'
Same eyes. Same smile.

She slowly walked towards me, her eyes not leaving mine.
She stood in front of me. She is wearing heels but still she is looking so small in front of me.

“Hey! Jungkook.”
Her honey sweet voice entered my ears.

I felt so much delighted but not even a single word came out of my mouth.

“Kids! You both can go and talk in the garden. We need to talk about something important here.”
Mr. Min said.

“Yeah! They're also meeting each other after so much time.” Mom said, agreeing with Mr. Min.

So... Here we are... Walking in the garden.
I still have not spoken a single word till now, in front of her.

“So... uhm... How are you?”
I gathered my whole courage and was able to speak a little.

“I'm good.” She said, not looking at me. She is just looking straight as we walk together.

Tears started pricking my eyes and I bit my lower lip to contain my feelings.

“Did... Did you m–missed me?”
I said, stuttering a little.

This time, she looked at me. Her eyes were also glistening with tears.
She stopped walking and I did the same.
A single tear rolled down her eye.
And... It hurted to see her cry.

She raised her small fist and hit my chest lightly.
“What do you think? Hmm?”
She said while sobbing hard.

She again hitted her fist, this time hard, which made me go backwards a little.
“Tell me?”
She said looking into my eyes.

I wasn't able to utter a single word. She pulled me towards her by holding my tie and hugged me so tightly.
'That's what I was waiting for.'
I quickly wrapped my arms around her, embracing her in my arms.

She snuggled into my chest and I put my chin on her head.
No words.
Just silence.
I didn't wanted this moment to end.
She was crying on my chest and it was breaking me inside. I rubbed my hand on her back to calm her down.

“I missed you... too much.”
She said, eventually, calming down a little.

“I missed you too, Ara... more than you think.” I replied, not wanting to break the hug.

But eventually, she broke the hug.
My moment ended.

She took my hand in her hand and walked me over to the table, kind of a tea table, which was settled in the garden, for Mr. Min to sit in the morning.

I stared down at our hands, intertwined with each other.
I smiled.
'I hope I could hold her like this, forever.'

We settled down on our respective chairs at the table.
Silence.
And once again, silence conquered us.

“So... you didn't come here when you returned from States?”
She said while looking at me.

“Well... I was quite busy in the company's works.” I said not looking into her eyes.

“That much busy that you didn't even visit your best friend after coming back.” She said, smiling, but her voice showed disappointment.

I regretted.
I regretted not visiting her.
I lowered my eyes so that I can avoid her eyes.

“It's ok.” She said with a slight smile, on her face.

“So... CEO Jeon, huh?” She said, wiggling her eyebrows and smiling widely.

'She didn't changed even a little bit.'
I smiled.
“Yup. What about you?” I said while smiling slightly, looking into her eyes.

“You are meeting the Interior Designer, Min Ara.”
She said smiling widely and holding out her hand for the handshake.

“Oh My God! Seriously Ara, Interior Designer! I'm so proud of you.”
I shook my hand with mirroring the smile as her.

I'm genuinely so proud of her. She always loved to design the interiors. You can definitely see her skills, how she have managed and designed her room and house interior.
'I'm happy that she followed her interest.'

“Then must be busy, Ms. Ara?” I said appreciating her, knowing that she must be getting a lot of contracts.

“Well, I was working good. I've kind of paused my career for sometime,” she said while looking up at the sky, gazing the beautiful stars.

“Why?” I frowned.

She chuckled.
“I'm thinking of continuing my work after my marriage.” she said looking into my eyes. Then she again turned her eyes towards the sky.

My heart stopped for a second.
'Marriage?'
So, now... she's getting married to him?

I felt a pang in my chest.
'It still hurts the same way.'
I smiled sadly at my thought.

I looked down at my feet, trying hard to control my emotions.
I'm quite emotionless towards others, but I hate the fact that I tend to be a very sensitive person for Ara.
'I hate that I'm so much vulnerable.'

“Taehyung must be very lucky to get married to you.”
I said looking at her side profile.

I could see it. Her beautiful smile was fading. She slowly looked at me, like I said something wrong.
Maybe, I actually said something wrong.

Finally, she decided to utter some words from her mouth, but I was not expecting that.

“We broke up.”

“What?” I asked, confusion was completely visible on my face.

“Yeah! We broke up. Two weeks ago.”She said carefully.

Wait! Two weeks?
I can't believe it.
I carefully analysed her expressions to notice that she was not regretting to break up with him.
She was kind of... relieved?

“Why?” Those words came out as a whisper from my mouth.
My mind was completely blown up by the information which was just spilled up by Ara two minutes ago.

“We kind of... fell out of love.”
She chuckled slowly.

“I know, it might sound ridiculous that we fell out of love after staying in relationship for six years. Actually seven years, but I don't consider the last year as relationship, because from last year we both were like... forced to stay with each other for our own sake. We both lost feelings for each other from last year, but we stayed together. And we got the chance to leave each other when Taehyung's father asked him to either choose me or the company.
We both discussed and ended our relation two weeks ago.”
She said and took a deep breath.

I again looked at her to see if she was regretting breaking up with him?
But. No.
She looked happy instead.
She actually fell out of love.

She again chuckled.
“You know what, Jungkook? I thought if we will break, then I'll cry a lot. But, I was surprised, I didn't even had a single tear in my eye. I was instead relieved and happy. Relieved that now I don't have to fake my feelings anymore. I'm not saying that Taehyung was a bad man or something. He treated me very well, but we just fell out of love, it wasn't our fault, right?”
She said, her eyes not leaving mine.

I hugged her slowly and carefully. I could feel her hands wrapping around me.

“Will you believe me Jeon, if I tell you something?”
She said, her chin resting on my shoulder.

“Hmm.” I hummed while closing my eyes.

She broke the hug and looked into my eyes, directly.
“We dated each other for six years, but still I don't know what's his favourite colour? What's his favourite place? What's his hobby? Or anything. I don't know anything about him. But... I know that your favourite colour is black, you like beaches a lot, your hobby is painting. I know everything about you, but I know nothing about him.”
She said with teary eyes.

I could feel my heart beating against my chest like it will explode any moment.

Her mother called us to come for dinner.
“How is it possible, Jungkook, that I know nothing about my boyfriend, but I know everything about my best friend?”
She said and stood up. She went inside while wiping her tears.

Her statement left me with my troubled mind and uneasy heart.

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