A Bitter Beginning (JIKOOK fanfic)

our connections

*unedited*

connections with you will never be broken because our bond was strong.

"well, umm, i feel like i'm connected with you.", jimin looks down because he was getting shy. jungkook stopped dancing and lifted jimin's chin up. "we are connected in different ways.", jungkook's voice was serious but also had a slight pain. jimin's heartbeat fastened and everything except for jungkook felt nothing. both of the guys' hearts were fluttering as flushed cheeks grow. jimin hugs jungkook tightly while they dance. jungkook's eyes widened and felt comforted. this the best night i have ever had, jungkook thought.

the party was ending. everyone was leaving, jimin and jungkook were standing on outside a garden. there were different types of flowers blooming. the lamp post was bright enough to lighten the area. the brick pathways were like a zigzag pattern. the cold air was breezing the night atmosphere. no clouds in the sky and a bright full moon shinning brightly along with the twinkling stars. sounds of rustling leaves can be heard from the distance.

the two guys were looking up at the sky. jungkook's arms were wrapped around jimin's waist. the warmth coming out from their bodies kept them from getting cold. everything was unexpected, there can be sadness but love was everywhere.

we cannot hide love. once we fall for someone, get broken-hearted, that tiny love will still be there. when the person, lights up your fire, you won't be able to handle yourself.

and that person could possibly love you back.

it's the person who will actually love you more than you loved yourself.

it is such an amazing feeling. a feeling of getting loved back.

even though the beginning is bitter.

jimin was blushing because everything seemed to perfect for him. jungkook's arms wrapped around his waist. jungkook's head resting against his shoulder. "are you feeling good?", jungkook sighs on jimin's ear and jimin whimpered.

that sound felt too good for jungkook's ears.

"yeah i'm g-good.", jimin's last word was stuttered because jungkook placed his lips on top of jimin's neck. jungkook was not kissing nor sucking his neck but he was inhaling jimin's sweet scent. "ju-jungkook.", jimin let out a high pitch moan but stopped himself before letting out another whimper.

it sounded just like the one in jungkook's dreams. he wanted to hear more of it. like what he said of himself, it was music to his ears.

jungkook presses his front harder on jimin's back. jimin felt that jungkook had a boner. he blushed even harder and couldn't control himself from just kissing jungkook.

"mr. park.", the call made jimin jump in surprise. jungkook quickly lets go of jimin and turned around. jimin then turned around and both of the guys' eyes were widened. their heartbeats were raising and jungkook flushed when he remembered what had just happened. it was the champagne.

"what do you need mr. kim?", jimin asked as if he was unconcerned. "i'm sorry for interrupting", taehyung looks at jungkook unemotionally, "i just wanted to say goodbye. i'll see you at work tomorrow.", kim taehyung bowed and kept his serious face. jimin suddenly realised that he was left alone the whole time since he was supposed to accompany him. jimin was about to say something but taehyung cut him off, "thank you. i had so much fun.", he started walking away.

jimin sighed but felt guilty at the same time. he was suppose to accompany taehyung. and not so long ago, they were called a couple. their arms were still crossed with each other. red is the colour of their cheeks when they stared at each other. it probably was just a one time thing.

one thing also made jimin nervous.

was what happened with jungkook also a one time thing. he promised himself he would only fall in love with someone who truly and romantically loves him. the first person who did that was long gone. he could not even remember his name.

i actually had feelings for this guy. this guy who is always in my dream. and in my dreams, it was those things that actually happened before. but the thing is, i cannot remember his name. i still can remember his face but not his name.

i told him i never liked him and he should not have liked me because we were still young. he still might like other girls and i am way out of his league. i was just that guy who cannot he truly loved. well, that was what i thought before.

the time comes when he confessed to me. i told him it was a bad idea but he didn't care. sooner and later, he had to leave. i never knew where he went and i decided i will find him when i grow up. but the thing is, he probably hates me.

he hates me for what i have told him.

"please forget about me!", i cried while he was bidding goodbye to me.

"beginnings may not be right but i promise, in the end, it will be the best.".