I met a superhero
I lost her
I want her back
She did things to me that no one else could
And I miss that

Superhero
~Lauv

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Naked

Chapter 22

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"What am I? Jeon?" She slurred out, smiling with her eyes closed. Her face was flushed, her hair left untied, her hands thrown in air.

And there he sat, opposite to her, choking on his drink once he heard her question. "What?!" He almost screeched, his ears shading a brilliant red.

"What do you mean 'what'? You say you love me then tell me, what am I... To you," She pushed her finger right in his chest, "To you, Jeon?"

He stared at her, blinked a few times, then stared again. Her smile didn't fade and it soothed him. She's drunk, he comforted himself, for he was worried that he would be embarassed once he'd let her know about his thoughts, that somewhere she'd laugh and perhaps he'd feel small. But he had also known that she'd just stare at him lovingly, without uttering anything and if her senses were working a single bit she'd hug him.

"A lot." He smiled at her but her nose scrunched.

"That's it? No stars or moons or princesses or unicorns? Just uhhhh... ' a lot'?"

He smiled, genuinely, and took her hand in his and awed at her sulking form. But that wasn't where she stopped, she, took his gesture as an initiative, crawled in his lap and snuggled in him, vacuuming out every ounce of air from his lungs just by that mere movement.

"What more, Jeon?" He realised her voice fell an octave and reminded himself, again, that she was drunk.

"You mean the world to me." He breathed out. Embarrassed, that he had to voice it out but he couldn't do that properly.

"That's what all say!" She patted his chest. "What is so different about your love?" She didn't say it, but she was a little sober, and probably wanted to know. She wanted to know everything, whether he meant it or not, whether what he made her feel was worth it or not.

Love did not have to be proved, that was true, she totally agreed with that. But then there was her poor heart, which didn't want to feel that blow again and so, her careful and protective mind had conquered her fragile heart in testing the guy there. After all she asked nothing more than 'what was she?'.

"I love you." He said, and a tint of pink clouded her cheeks. "A lot." She shook her head when he didn't say anything more than that. It would have been better if she slept rather, she thought.

"Not to the stars and moons," She stopped, her heart skipped a beat. "Because that distance can be measured... But this love of mine, Seol, you cannot measure it. It got no boundaries, no obstacles... just purity and faith. I love you."

Don't, she wanted to say, but couldn't.

"Not like any prince or princess because this is not a fairytale, this is reality and I want to be real with you, I want to be true to you. So true that you can see through me, you can understand me and you can forgive me if I ever make mistakes."

Her heart was pounding, and his heart was doing the same. She hadn't pulled away her hand from his chest and she was relieved she didn't. As she felt his heart beating at an inhumane speed, she couldn't help but stare at him, with unknown love in her eyes.

"Not like any great myths or stories, because not every story has a happy ending but I want ours to be the best. To be something that everyone would be jealous of, that everyone will envy us. Selfish, right?" He asked and she shook her head no, but he didn't notice. "But that's what you are, Seol. Someone I envy," She frowned. "Because I can never be like you. I can never be as talented, as gorgeous, as perfect as you. You have it all and I look up to you. I want to be like you, so that I can know you better. So that I can love you better." She'd lie, if she said she didn't feel tears on the brim of her eyes.

"You are everything I'll ever want in a person, or I guess, more than that.
You... somehow... are everything that I'll ever want in my life."

"You make me happy, you make me sad, you make me jealous, you make me feel like I'm the best. You make me feel... Complete." Her breath hitched and she wanted to run away. She was so bad for not returning back his love. So bad to keep him waiting when he had so much there for her, so much.

"You make me feel secure, that if I ever have any problem then there won't be any regrets if I quickly run in your arms. I'm safe when I'm with you. My mind is at rest when I'm with you, because nothing wrong can happen when I'm with you. You won't let anything wrong happen-" She couldn't handle all of it, and just so she didn't have to face him, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep but not before listening those few other words from him.

"You are nothing but just a superhero, my superhero, with whom I'll fly over the cities and oceans and feel secure even in the loudest thunder."

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"Hyung..." Jungkook slurred, nudging Jimin's shoulder slightly.

"What?" Jimin slurred back. Indeed, they were both drunk. Because Jimin had no other option than accompanying his friend and Jungkook had felt so horrible that he wanted to forget himself for a night which was only possible if you get me some drinks, Jimin hyung...

Idiotic in Jimin's words, but he couldn't resist the small pout Jungkook made and before he could break into another session of crying, Jimin snuck in some beer. Jungkook's grandfather had strictly prohibited him from drinking because he didn't want to see any kind of mess again but Jimin thought once again and reached to the conclusion that if Jungkook felt better by drinking, then it was worth a try.

"Hyunggggg....." Jungkook crooned and Jimin hummed in response.

"She hates me, doesn't she?" He sighed, evidently tired of his own assumptions but what else could he do? Either he could console himself, which was of no use until he met Inaya or he could just blame himself. And the latter was easier.

"She loves you, Kook... She..." Jimin halted, wondering what he was supposed to say.

"She?" Jungkook attentively stared at his friend.

"She... She needs time. You know? Jungkook, just let her be... For a while and then go talk to her. Yes, do that." Jimin nodded, grabbing another bottle of beer from his side.

"I don't- I'm afraid- What if- I'm afraid she'll hate me, hyung," The younger one sighed while laying back over the mattress, which he had so carelessly pulled in his closet, staring at the white ceiling. "You didn't see it but the disappointment in her eyes... She can't hide that from me. This was probably the last thing she expected from me... No, not even that. She would've never expected this... I... Did break her... All over again..."

"You didn't, Jungkook. If she hated you, I mean, if that was the case she would never read your messages," Jimin moved his hands here and there, anywhere, and tried to speak anything that would ease his friend.

"That's a childish reason, hyung," Jungkook grimaced at his hyung's unsuccessful attempts to make him feel better.

Minutes passed by and they didn't speak anything. They just stared, Jungkook somewhere in the void while Jimin stared at him.

He couldn't understand it, the feeling of heartbreak or love, because he had never really found the one for himself. But for sure, just by seeing his friend he didn't want to face any of that. Jungkook was a cheerful person and seeing him so dull and broken disturbed him. He didn't like the feeling and couldn't bare the fact. But he had no reason to blame it on Inaya, she wasn't guilty at all. And her ignorance served Jungkook right. He should've informed her before but he didn't and that, Jimin didn't approve of that ever.

Jimin wasn't just a friend to Jungkook but also a brother to Inaya. Even if she didn't thought of him as one, he always looked up to her like his older sister. He respected her and cherished her presence, in his as well as his friend's life. He always felt a small connection with her and that was the only reason why he joked around with her all the time or that he was able to stand his friend's ground for a while along with comforting her. But now that she wasn't in contact with him, he felt upset. Neither was he able to help his friend nor could he find out if his sister was alright.

"Talk to me..." He spoke whilst he pulled Jungkook's head in his lap. "Come on, Jungkook, putting it all in wouldn't help anyhow... Speak a little and get it off your chest," Jimin stared at Jungkook with sparkly eyes and for a second he found softness in those dark eyes of Jungkook.

"I..." Jungkook started but then didn't continue. What wil he say? That he wasn't prepared? Then again, how long will he bring these excuses up, just so he could feel a little less guilty. "I... Just don't know."

"Go on..." Jimin ushered, smoothing Jungkook's hair delicately.

"I said that I wanted her to see through me... But how will she? How will she do that when I keep on uncovering a different layer every time she successfully pulls off one... She does so much and I ruin it all... I..."

"I did so wrong... Why did I never tell her about all this? Why did I... Why did I have this faith in my family that they will let me love? Why am I the cursed one? Why am I... So... Vulnerable? So vulnerable that I cannot do anything. But that wouldn't justify, not me, not her. I don't want us lose to what we have... Or rather had... I want it back, hyung. I want her back." He sighed soundly and Jimin just smiled assuringly.

"Back, in my arms. I want her to kiss me like she has been doing over the years, I want her to come and hug me like she would hug me, like her lover. I want to sleep next to her... Feeling safe and secure, that there are no worries or no boundaries stopping me." He smiled bitterly.

"I want to run back in her arms in the loudest thunder and feel secure... And fly with her over the cities and oceans because she's my superhero, a superhero that I want back, I need back, here... Right here, with me, hugging me, kissing me, loving me."

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A/n

Here i sneak in, after a whole month and a few hours...
Hehe...
Exams are a headache and then if you have to submit your assignments on short notices... BOOM THE HEADACHE IS DOUBLE

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