#i can't even watch a 30 second video of him doing this without getting overwhelmed

[justimagineok]

2:30 series - echo

Summary: One too sure, the other not that much. One focused on the present, the other too stuck on the past and afraid of the future. Both of them in love with each other.

genre: angst :)

Recommended song: echo by Alexander Stewart

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"In my hand, in my heart

In my body, in my mind your echo

In my bed, I'm a wreak

And I'm trying to forget the echo"

Your Friday went by quickly, the day at work went smoother than you expected and could have sworn the sun was brighter. And no, that had nothing to do with you seeing Jungkook the night before and walking home with him. No, it had nothing to do with it. Haru had already left for the weekend with Jin, and with that you had the whole house to yourself. Even after these months, it was still strange to live in a different house. A house without Jungkook in it. It was totally weird waking up and going to sleep knowing you wouldn't see Jungkook for a second that day. Not physically, at least, because make no mistake, you watched all of his lives, and looped over and over again. It was your way of being close to him without risking it. No more passionate messages over lunch or video calls at the most random times of the day. No more flowers in the morning or cuddles at night. No more hearing his 'I love you' whispers in the middle of the night.

For Jungkook, it was just as weird as for you. The bed seemed too big for just him, so he decided not to sleep in it anymore. In a large apartment like that, there was no shortage of bedrooms, and Jungkook was content to sleep in one of those. One where you haven't slept yet. One where you haven't been. One where he couldn't see your ghost.

It was weird. For a second, Jungkook even thought he was actually going crazy. He could clearly see you walking barefoot around the kitchen, whistling some music you'd been listening to recently, and hugging him from behind as he prepared something. He could see your eyebrows rising when he forgot something important or when he got home completely exhausted from practice, clearly overwhelmed. He loved how you worried and how you always threatened that you would call Bang PD for a talk so that he would give more days of rest to all the members. You would never do that, but it was cute.

After arriving home from work and making sure all the doors were locked, as well as the windows, you sat on the sofa and ordered the chicken that you and Jungkook used to order. It was weird to put a delivery address different from his. You ordered your chicken, turned on the TV and were ready to rewatch his latest live on Weverse, when your phone rang. Probably Haru updating you on some travel information.

Except it wasn't Haru. It was an unknown number and being unknown, it could only be from one person. Or two, in your case.

Your parents.

You hung up the call and threw the phone across the couch, ignoring the way your heart started to beat faster. "It's okay.. they can't find me here.", you whispered to yourself.

The phone lit up again, a new call. You let it ring while trying to connect Weverse to the television. You pressed play on the last live, Jungkook boxing with his instructor, and he could barely contain his smile. How could a human being like that, so beautiful and so kind, exist? And how could you have lost someone like that?

'You're not good enough, stupid', you heard your mother's voice in your head. Ever since you left Jungkook's house, it seemed like her words, that started to dissipate in time, were getting louder and louder. You shook your head, as if shaking off the bad thoughts, but the damn phone kept vibrating, receiving yet another call. You paused the live and reached for your phone. 8 missed calls from the same unknown number.

What if she found out where you live? What if she found out? What if she finally came to get you? You knew you were a woman of fiber, with principles and morals, but when it came to your parents, you felt like a helpless child, at their mercy. Your palms start to sweat, and that's when you remembered.

“I’d come for you”

“No matter what, when you need me, I will be there.”

That's what he said the last time you saw him. That's what Jungkook said. Did he really mean it?

"…I don't care if we're fighting or if I'm mad at you: I'm still gonna be here for you, YN."

"If something like that ever happens again, I better still be your first call."

"Hello?", you heard Jungkook's voice on the other side, he had a tired voice like he was ready to sleep or just woke up. You knew that voice very well. "YN?", he tried again as you didn't answer.

"Kook… ", You took a deep breath, holding back your tears. The terror you were trying to hold back was finally coming to the fore. "can-- can you come over? I'm at Haru's house.."

Jungkook, who was in the middle of a nap, sat down on the sofa immediately, alarmed by your sudden call. He reached for his keys from the coffee table, but froze before reaching for them. 'Have some self-respect, man.', he scolded himself.

"No. ", he stated firmly. Jungkook was ready to come to you, but his pride in the back of his mind said otherwise. How long would he run to you, only to have you run from him in the end? "You can’t keep doing this, YN. You can’t just keep coming after me and expecting me to drop everything for you. I can’t fix everything for you this time, bab- YN. I don't know what's happening, but It’s your mess. Clean it up.",

And then he hanged up.

next

If you don't stop calling, then I can't let go

When you're drunk and say that you need me close

Please don't keep me haunted by your ghost

When you leave me, all I hear is your echo

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