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🌹Illusion🌹


The door slams shut, and Eunbi drags her feet across the house to the kitchen, dropping her bag onto the dining table before collapsing into the chair.

It's been three weeks since her husband left and she had been working extremely hard for the past few days to get her mind off him.

Yet, everytime she walked back into her house, her heart longed to have him standing at the door like he always did, with her dinner ready in hand or a rose tucked between his teeth when he was feeling mischievous.

She groans, her eyes drooping as she ruffles her hair. Her forehead meets the cold glass of the table and she sat there, catching her breath.

I miss you.

I miss your smile, your talk, your beautiful face...

A flip of a switch is heard, and the kitchen light floods the dark room.

Eunbi raises her head a little and sighs when she sees a figure scurrying into the kitchen, opening the fridge and grabbing multiple ingredients.

She lay back in her seat, staring longingly at him. He turns around, a little gravy on his nose as he gives her a toothy smile, his nose scrunching like a bunny.
"Do you want chicken pie again? You liked it a lot last time."
A bunch of ingredients lay scattered across the counter.

His distant voice echoes through the room and her lips tremble as she stares at him in silence, gripping the edge of the table before he giggles and nods his head.

"I knew you'd want it again, baby. You look really tired. I've prepared the bath for you, with your favourite bath bomb. Go on!"

He chuckles, playfully waving his hands at her and she doesn't realize the drops of tears falling down her cheeks. She closes her eyes, wiping away her tears immediately.

When she opens them, she slumps back into the chair, the room shrouded back into darkness with nobody there and the counter empty.

She sniffs, before treading upto the bathroom to see the light already on. Her heart clenches once more when she sees him shirtless, squeezing her bath bomb into the steaming water with his tongue lightly sticking out, focused on his task at hand.

He suddenly spots her there, and jumps up.
"Oh, you're here already! Come, let me help you."
He takes a step towards her with hand out, and she steps back in fear, her breath stuck in her throat.

"Stop."
She mutters, and he tilts his head to the side in confusion.
"Baby-"
"I said stop. Go away."
Her voice trembles as his eyes soften. He approaches her, carressing her cheek.

She lets out a whimper, as he exhales deeply. Somehow, she couldn't feel his soft hands caressing her, or his warm comforting breaths against her body.

She squeezes her eyes shut before turning her head to the side.
"Leave me alone! I don't want you here! Y-you aren't real."
She yells, and all of a sudden she felt cold.

Slowly peeling her eyes open, she's greeted by the darkness of her bathroom and an empty bathtub.

Eunbi breaks down in sobs as she stares at her disheveled self in the mirror. Her hands find its way to her hair, gripping the roots as she coughs between her sobs.

Am I going crazy already?

Hastily throwing her clothes in the dryer, she sniffs, climbing into bed and curling up on her side.

Her soft cries are muffled by the blanket she holds close to herself. She inhales at the lingering scent of her husband from the blanket, knowing it would soon fade away.

A hand slithers around her waist, and a soft voice echoes through her ears.
"Baby, go to sleep."
She squeezes her eyes shut.
"I thought I-i told you to leave me alone."

[Play audio]

Her heart melts when she hears his soft, melodic voice singing into her ears gently, with his strong arms enveloping her and absorbing every ounce of sadness she exuded.

Soon, the tiny taps are heard against the window. Slowly, the intensity increases and the rain is now pouring, battering down onto the house. Yet, it couldn't compare to the storm raging inside her.

He buries his face into her neck while he sings, and she gives up, leaning into him. She looks up at his peaceful face staring down at her, eyes filled with adoration.

She watched his lips move, singing every word with overflowing love.
She leans into his chest, as tears flowed down her cheeks once more.

"Don't... Don't leave me."
She whispers, as his voice flows through her senses, carressing her soul when she feels her eyes droop in his embrace. His gentle heartbeats lull her into a calm hypnotism as she focuses on the rythm of his heart and voice.

Her hands slink around his waist, holding on tight. He felt unusually soft and fluffy in her arms, but she didn't care.

She knew he was nothing but a figment in her grieving imagination, but it comforted her and that's all she wanted.

Comfort from the only man who could make her feel worthy and desirable.

He continues to sing, stroking the hair out of her face till her ragged breathing calms down. He stops, smiling in satisfaction till she squeezes onto him tighter.

"I didn't tell you to stop."
She mumbles and he chuckles, shaking his head. His strong arms slither beneath her head, as he draws circles across her exposed back and the other hand caresses her thigh.

He resumes his soft lullabies, and a small smile spreads across her tired features before her lips part, joining him in his melodies.

He smiles, as their voices bounce perfectly off each other, intertwining like a weaving thread, forming a piece of art.

It was one of their favourite songs they shared, and the moment took Eunbi back to when she first met him, and he was humming the same song alone by himself in a park.

Her singing slowly lowers to a hum before she's silent, captured into a peaceful slumber. She hears his voice slowly begin to fade away as she falls deeper into her sleep.
[Stop audio]

The next morning, she opens her eyes to the position of her hugging onto Jungkook's pillow, resting her head on it and she sniffles, bringing herself back to reality.

She had given into her sullen emotions last night, and allowed herself to fall into a false sense of security and safety. Now, the bubble was popped, and was dragged back to the brutal reality that he wasn't by her side.

It was all an illusion.

A/N: Filler chapter because I don't wanna rush things

See you in the next chp! ^3^ Mwah

Love,
Mama Kim

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