Chapter 11
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Seokjin carried Jungkook inside the small house and sat him down on the bed. He gestured him to wait and brought him the food from the table. “I knew you wouldn’t have eaten it.” Seokjin said as he opened the lid of the mud vessel. “Here, I’ll feed you. I know it’s too late to have dinner, but you shouldn’t sleep on empty stomach.”
“I’m not taking no for an answer.” Seokjin said as soon as Jungkook opened his mouth to refuse the food. Jungkook pouted and Seokjin smiled seeing his cuteness. “Ok, say aah” Jungkook opened his mouth while Seokjin fed him tteokbokki. Jungkook only ate 2-3 bites, because he knew if he ate more than that, he wouldn’t be sleeping but rather puking, Seokjin understood and didn’t push his limits.
After eating, Seokjin gave Jungkook a glass of water. “Alright, now lie down and sleep. I’ll be right here if you need me.” Jungkook nodded and lied down on bed and covered himself with the duvet. He suddenly remembered something. “What about you hyung, are you not going to sleep? Are you not going back to the palace? It’s okay hyung, you don’t have to stay because of me, I’ll be okay.”
“I don’t want to go back to the palace tonight and I’m not sleepy right now, but if I feel like sleeping, I’ll sleep here.” Seokjin pointed to a couch placed near the window. It was just a little extended one seater which can barely fit Seokjin if he lies down.
“What? Hyung, the couch is too small. You can sleep on the bed, I’ll sleep on the couch.” Jungkook hurriedly got up from the bed but Seokjin held his shoulders and made him lie down again and pulled the duvet over him. “Its okay. I said I’m not sleepy yet and later if the couch is really uncomfortable, I’ll sleep on the other side of the bed, if it’s fine with you.”
“Ofcourse it’s fine with me. You can even push me down and take the bed all for yourself, I wouldn’t mind.” Seokjin laughed. “I don’t think that would be necessary, but thanks for the offer.” Both of them laughed. Seokjin then went to the couch and sat down, looking at the waterfall and heaved a big sigh.
He remembered about something Yoongi said when he showed Seokjin the waterfall once. “Waterfall wouldn’t sound so melodious if there were no rocks in their way. The same way is for our lives too. We are the waterfall and the rocks are the problems that occur in our life, you wouldn’t be they way you are if you have no problems in your life. Problems are inevitable, there’s no one in this world without a problem, it depends upon us if we are going to let it stop us from going our way or go through it with force and make ourselves grow beautiful and learn from it.”
Seokjin wished he could be like the waterfall and cut through the rocks, but the problem is that, that is the only thing he’s been doing all these years. The rocks just get bigger and bigger and harder to cut through that it’s tiring for him, that he just wants to give up.
But Seokjin remembers about Jungkook getting abused and beaten by his father for over ten years and still having the courage to live on. He admires Jungkook for that. Having that strength and will to live on is something to admire because many of them will give up on their life. He didn’t know if he could’ve survived physical abuse when he gets tired and helpless just because of emotional problems.
Thinking about all of this, Seokjin stumbles into slumber. He wakes up when he heard slight whimpers and mumbles. He snapped his eyes open knowing it was Jungkook crying because of his nightmare. He quickly lied down on the bed, pulling Jungkook closer, wrapping his arms around him and rubbing his back.
“Its ok Jungkook, no one’s here, only hyung. You don’t have to worry, it’s okay it’s okay. “ Seokjin rubbed Jungkook’s back trying to calm him down while Jungkook was holding his other hand tightly.
After some minutes Jungkook’s crying came to a stop, and he slowly drifted back to sleep. Seokjin also slept beside him, both of them holding each other tightly.
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