~ Jungkook POV ~

Jungkook gazed at the black walls of his room, which now felt cold and empty after returning from camp. Though he still loved his room, it was not the same without Taehyung. He did not want to prove his parents right; they always knew he would enjoy himself there. They just knew it

Jungkook missed all the memories he had shared with Taehyung - every kiss, every touch - more than he had anticipated. This was his first relationship, and he never thought he would miss his boyfriend so much

It was truly depressing to become so attached to Taehyung, only to eventually part ways from one another once the camp was completely over

Jungkook muttered sadly, "I miss you" as he ran his fingers through his hair. Memories of all the moments he had shared with Taehyung resurfaced.

He heard a knock on the door and his mother entered. He wasn't surprised to see her, but he didn't want to speak with her. He couldn't say that he hated her, although his feelings towards her were complicated

Although she was kind and considerate to others, her behavior with him was often marked by sarcasm and passive aggression that hinted at her true feelings. She constantly pushed for him to change

" What is it mom?" Jungkook asked, not in the mood to see her. She sighed and closed the door behind her. She walked closer him and softly sat down beside him

He was looking down at a picture of him and Taehyung and feeling sad about missing his boyfriend. He didn't care about what his parents had to say about him. Being that college was on the way, he felt that he wouldn't be around for much longer and could go off to college without ever having to see his parents again

" Who is that?" His mother asked as he saw her son who directly at the brown haired male that was on the screen. Her son and he man were hugging with a very big smile on their faces. She had never seen her son smile so brightly with another person

" His name is Taehyung, I met him at camp " Jungkook softly said, the lump in his throat. He truly didn't understand why he thought that getting in the relationship was a good idea when he had to leave

~Jungkook's POV~

Taehyung was profoundly alluring and enjoyable to surround oneself with. That pure and enjoyable feeling of being around him. It could make someone smile who had a shitty ass day. His presence could bring pure sunshine and uniqueness....and I adored every inch of him...he was purely and only mine

He was meant for me and only me. He made that clear and I truly believe in my heart that he meant ever sweet and delicate word that he said to me

However, the conclusion of the summer camp has left me with a feeling of desolation and solitary demeanor. Even if I know that we can correspond and face one another through a distance, communicating in person a different sensation. It could never beat the real thing

Having Taehyung's real and true touch...nothing in the world could ever beat it

Occasionally, I have myself questioning if it was a good idea to indulge in a relationship that was bound to end so abruptly. But then, the recollection of the delight that Taehyung brought into my life rekindles my heart and grounds my belief that although it was for a brief phase, it was worth it

It was worth every tear and heart-breaking memory

" Do you miss him?" she asked me

I nodded my head and turned the other direction, looking at my wall as I couldn't help but want my boyfriend who made me happier than ever

" You will encounter him again in future, Dear. You need only practice patience," she softly whispered to me, her hand tenderly resting upon my head and stroking it. In that brief moment, I surrendered to her consoling gesture, immediately relaxing. Although she was a good mother, her occasional frailties were undeniable. She had her occasional moments

I sighed and closed my eyes

My mother left my room, and I was left to ponder my future with Taehyung. I wondered if I had the strength in both my actions and heart to maintain our relationship despite missing him deeply at this moment. I understood that no amount of virtual communication could replace his physical presence and touch in real life

If him and I loved each other, we could make it work