story inspiration: Shrutae07

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You were in the library for your late night shift. The place was completely empty with no one there currently which allowed you to hum your favourite songs. Tall bookshelves with about hundred books estimated in each towered you as you took the stairs and climbed up, taking a random book before you climbed down.

"The Bell Jar... Sylvia Plath," you read out the book's title. You hadn't read much of her works, but your favourite one was 'Mirror', which is about a woman who fears to age more with each day of her life going by. In short words, it was about anxiety. Just after you flipped a page, you heard the door open which made you immediately stand up. Seeing it was your best friend, you smiled cheekily.

"How can I help you?" he turned his gaze to where you were standing and responded shortly, 

"No need." you just nodded and sat on the counter. He took a book and read out its title, loud enough for you to hear, "The meaning of love."

You looked at him and laughed, "Oh hello, Mr. 'Romantic', was that to tease me?"

"Yes, I guess," you chuckled.

"How long is your night shift?" you glanced at your wrist, hoping to see your wristwatch but in vain, you weren't wearing any wristwatch today. He laughed harder, clapping his hands in tiny revealing his bunny teeth; the cutest thing to ever witness, isn't it? You cleared your throat and spat,

"This is the library!" he looked around the place and furrowed his eyebrows, "So what? I'm with my best friend and that's all what matters. There's no one here other than us, anyway," you looked at him in awe. He was the one who was at the rescue after your mom committed suicide and your dad had left you, alone in this huge world. You were just twelve years old when the tragedy took place. You still remembered how you cried on his shoulder while you ranted about your life and he just sat there, caressing your head whilst simply nodding, and that explained how much he meant to you. You usually hated men but for him, it was its exact opposite.

"Anyway, would you like to come and hang out for an hour or something after your shift?"

"I'd love to!"

"Really? I don't want you whining and asking to go home and sleep," he got up from the chair he was sitting on and stood in front of you.

"Yes, I'm sure," you rolled your eyes. He narrowed his eyes staring at you for a while before he said, "Or let's just go to your place. I still don't trust you."

"Fucking bitch," you whispered under your breath and asked him the time.

"Just five minutes more. Until then, mind keeping that 'The meaning of love' book of yours back in the shelf?"

"No, you do that. You work here, not me!" 

'I doubt that he actually came here to read.'

"Okay kid, calm the fuck down," you went to the table he was sitting on minutes ago when you heard him gasp dramatically.

"Oh, you shouldn't curse, baby!" you turned around and faced him standing on the stairs.

"Baby?" you looked at him in disbelief. 

"Five minutes are finished!"

"Coming," you responded, but felt suspicious of him to just dodge your words. Ignoring it anyway, you grabbed the keys and gave them to her co-worker who had just came for his shift whilst Jungkook who was heading out turned to you and exclaimed emphasizing the first word with which he referred to you, "Love, come fast! I'm waiting!"

You looked at him weirded out and apologized to the co-worker before following Jungkook and asking him, "What was the need to do that?! You need to stop now, it's enough of teasing," he looked at you with an 'Are you serious?' expression as his hands trailed down to his pant's pockets and he took out a chocolate bar. He unwrapped it and offered, "Wanna eat?"

"Of course, you know how much I love choc..." you paused as you watched him take a bite out of it already which made you pass on a glare at him. He noticed it and offered again, "You can eat it all if you want to," he said calmly.

"No. thanks."

"If you say so..." he looked at you and took another bite with a constant gaze upon you, which was obviously for his 'teasing purposes.'

After the two of you reached your house, he looked around the living room and remarked, "Messy," to which she reacted by a look which said 'As if yours isn't'. Shifting the stuff which was kept on the couch since the last two days, you asked him, "What do you want to do right now?"

"Uh, a movie?"

"Sure!"

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cringe alert!

"They broke u-up," tears flowed out of your eyes as they rolled down your cheeks while Jungkook caressed your hair.

"Dumbass, it's just acting," he said with his own eyes glimmering with tears. You sniffed before looking at him, "How can you say that when you're crying yourself?" he just ignored her words  as he continued to stare at the television. 

"Can we kiss once before this?" 

The female's eyes glimmered with tears. The male lead took the chance and placed his lips on hers. That was when you looked towards Jungkook, only to find him looking at you already. He pursed his lips and looked at you awkwardly while you did the same. Before you two looked back to the screen, you both spoke the words you two had yearned to say for a long time. 

"I need to tell you something," chuckling at the telepathy, Jungkook said, 

"Ladies first."

"Well.... I think you should say it first," she put on a fake smile.

"Okay.... let's say it together on the count of three... one, two, th-" before he could even say anything furthermore, you took a deep breath in with your eyes shut and then exclaimed,

"I love you." silence surrounded the room for a while. You kept your eyes closed, not wanting to meet his gaze at all while he just stared at her. Now he was gently holding your chin and still goggling at you before pulling her towards himself before his lips were placed onto hers. Her eyes widened at his sudden action and on the other hand, he just giggled. Neither wanted to ever pull out but had to due to the lack of air. 

The fault is their lungs', isn't it?

"I love you more," he planted a peck on her lips. "Are you blushing? If so, then no need to be," he hovered above her causing for her to bite her lower lip. 

"Why do you love me?" he whispered; clearly curious as that was what his eyes reflected. 

"Because.... you are you," she spoke, not knowing what exactly to say and how to express her feelings towards him. He grinned and promised,

"I'll promise to be with you, all the time by your side. I'll never leave you when you need me. I'll truly love you more and more, with my every single breath."

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