ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ʜᴏsᴛᴀɢᴇ.

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Live fully, without regrets, love '

" I will live today fully, without regrets " jimin whispered to himself, as he looked at his reflection in the mirror. He has been doing so for months, ever since his surgery.

Every day, he would have the hyungs help him get up, and put his pants on. He would tell them to hold him up in front of the mirror, and would say this sentence before starting the day.

He went to therapy for a bout four months and a half before he could actually walk and run properly, and when he finally did, he wouldn't get out of the dance studio.

He said he wanted to catch up on all the time he's been laying down, and wanted to learn everything he missed out on. He made his own choreographies when he could and never once complained about being tired.

He ate well, and slept well. He went to the studio and spent hours perfecting his lines. He worked hard and filled his day until he couldn't keep he eyes open anymore.

He went to clubs, met new people. He made new friends and some who went a little beyond that title. He worked on his private life and had as much fun as he wanted. He made the most of life.

" I'm gonna live today fully, without regrets " he whispered and smiled, putting his sneakers on and leaving the dorm for his morning run.

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" jimin-ah " Yoongi called and wrapped his arms around his waist.

" morning hyung " he smiled and the elder mirrored it.

" morning, just tell me how can you wake up so early and do physical effort " he rolled his eyes making him giggle and ruffle his hair.

" I like to make the most of my energy hyung. Life's too short to be lying around " he snickered and winked playfully.

" hey, don't diss my lifestyle " Yoongi warned and the other chuckled at him. They had breakfast together and all left towards their schedules. Today was the first stage of their title track DNA, and army seemed to like their album a lot.

Jimin brushed through his blond locks and winked at a group of girls, smirking and laughing with Taehyung. The other shook his head and ducked it to enter their van, as they were leaving the airport.

" you've become quite the flirt jimini huh? " tae asked and he chuckled.

" they love it, what am I supposed to do, deny them? "he replied smugly.

When the van started moving, it was like his mind was taken somewhere way above. He sighed and looked through the tinted glass, eyes lazily going back and forth between the buildings they passed by, while his consciousness was caught up imagining doe eyes and sweet smiles. The road looked foggier by the second and cleared up when a warm drop slid down his creamy skin. He sighed and decided he's had enough of the buildings he was never even watching, and closed his eyes.

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' you were the happiest thing I had '

" Mr. Jeon, a meeting will take place in room 24 in about 45 minutes " the secretary informed and closed the door right behind.

His hands skipped through the documents and caught just the right paper before a knock was heard again. He hummed, watching as the glass door moved and showed his secretary again.

" Mr. Jeon, a meeting with Mr. CEO is scheduled for you tomorrow morning " he said and disappeared just as quickly.

Jungkook sighed and rubbed his eyes with his thumb and index. He put his black frames glasses on and looked for the numbers he needed in his sheet.

The tiring day finally ended and he could finally go to his condo and rest. He put the keys on the wooden table and took his shoes off. He loosened his tie and snapped his neck twice before going for a quick shower.

" so, any news? " he asked with a hoarse voice.

" wait did you drink? Your voice sounds horrible " bogum pointed out and Jungkook shook his head.

" nah, I'm just tired, work's been hectic these weeks, I'm barely finding any sleep " he said and the other clicked his tongue.

" I hope it gets well soon, I'll come visit you in a couple days is that okay? " he asked and Jungkook looked at his extended legs.

" I'll have to let you know if I'm free or not, my father wants to meet me tomorrow and I'm sure that means no break any time soon " he said and waited for his hyung's reply.

" alright kook-ah, you should go sleep if that's the case, have a good night " they greeted each other and Jungkook finally decided to call it a night and rest at last.

Vision drowned in obscurity, his eyes used the bit of light remaining in them to form a shape he was oh so familiar with, in shining strings. Eye lids closed, he was back in his world of reflection where a hundred thoughts came at once.

He was walking on a narrow path covered in shingles. It was bright, he noticed. The path was going through a clear blue sky and at the end of it, he saw a building. He walked and walked, giving his undivided attention to the unknown tower as he was keen on getting there.

" kookie " he halted his tracks. Body stilling and eyes desperate to find the owner of such an angelic voice, he made a turn around himself. Suddenly, many paths appeared from under his feet and yet he couldn't see anyone there.

He shook his head and tried to calm himself, he shouldn't be getting distracted. He had to reach that building at any cost, so he carried on walking on his path, eyes locked on the white tower standing gloriously with its golden details shining bright.

" don't you want me anymore? Am I just a dog in heat? " he froze. Breath got caught in his throat and his eyes started burning. He closed them and clenched his fists.

" I'm so sorry " he breathed and suddenly a hand made contact with his cheek. Soft fingers caressed his skin, making him open his eyes and find gorgeous brown orbs staring right through his.

" you never ignored me kookie, why this time? " the soft voice spoke and he found himself at a loss of words. Those couldn't express what he was feeling at that moment.

" is that building more important than me? A mere library? "he asked and Jungkook looked back at the tower, analyzing it and coming right back to the shorter.

" that's a library? " he said and Jimin smiled, nodding.

" yes darling. You know, all the other times, you would come find me when I call you. When you heard your name, you always took a different path to come to me. Why not now? But I forgive you, it's okay not to come as soon as I call you. I found you instead and I think it's even better... When you came to me, we always ended up fighting and hurting each other. That time, you hit me, or you insulted me, or I stabbed you, but now we're just in each other's arms. I like this " he said with a smile and Jungkook reached out, heart full of hope, and cupped his lover's face. Feeling his creamy skin slide under his thumbs, he leaned in closer and kissed him passionately.

The overwhelming emotions were too much to take, he couldn't understand what was happening and all he knew was to keep him close. They pulled away and stared at each other some more, trying to figure out the strings that pulled inside them.

" now go, kookie... I love you " just like that, Jimin disappeared at fast as he came, leaving jungkook with a fuzzy mind and erratic heart. He took deep breaths and continued his journey, finally reaching the tower and pushing its gates open.

A library, a big old library with hundreds of books on hundreds of shelves and all. He walked further inside and sighed. Why was he so determined to come here? Why a library? He didn't know. All he felt was the urge to read and read more. To learn and deepen his knowledge.

Grabbing a random book, he sighed and went through its pages, barely reading any full text, but catching the main ideas of it. He wondered if he was meant to stay here or leave eventually. Will he ever meet Jimin again?

He walked closer to a window and looked over to the number of intersected paths floating in space, and to his surprise witnessing many versions of jimin with many different people. They were all over the place, and did all kinds of things that made his heart clench.

Why did it hurt so much? But why did he even expect something like that? He kneeled and held on the cover of the book tightly, thin tears sliding down his cheeks. He shook his head and forced himself to continue reading the words-

A ceiling. A tear feel down the side of his face as he gulped and pushed himself off the bed. He drank the cup of water on the nightstand and brushed his hair back.

Putting his silky robe on, the material felt soft sliding across his skin and leaving a chill on his shoulders. The feeling made him want to catch a fresh breeze at the balcony.

The air brushed through his locks and dried the thin streaks on his cheeks. His robe was crippling behind as it was open, and left his exposed torso to the slow wind. he looked around, taking in the colorful city lights while his mind spoke words of its own.

" it's 4 am. You're sleeping, I'm crying."

I hope it's the last time I say it.

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Okay new chapter.

How do you feel about this guys?

What do you think is happening with jikook?

-Aida-