Parallel Lines || Jungkook x Reader

Sketchbook

There sat Jungkook with his shining doe eyes. He looked at the black sketchbook with your name on it.

He was not sure if he should open it or not. If the gaps were closed this should not appear here.

All kinds of questions popped in the head of now dark haired boy. You were nothing but a memory now. Opening this would be a knife to a scar.

"I won't read it." Jungkook said and pushed it with his tattooed hand. He sighed and picked it back up and opened the cover.

"I'll just read a little bit." Jungkook said and opened it. "Giving chances is what life is about." He took a deep breath and started to look through the pages.

"This...this is...blank." He said and slammed his head on the wodden table. The paleish page started to flutter from the wind of the open window.

He sat back up straight and tears brimmed in his eyes. He touched the sketchbook and one of his tears dropped on the page below.

He traced the sketch with his hands, it was his hyung, Jimin. He hugged the pages.

"Hyung...I wonder how he is." Jungkook wiped his tears with his long fingers and set the notebook on the table.

He turned the page to find another sketch of Jimin. He took a deep shaky breath.

"Y/N has met Jimin. This sketchbook must be made after she met him. That means after the crossing of our dimensions." Jungkook thought to himself.

"How can this be?" Jungkook stated. He traced Jimin's drawing with his slender fingers. "He looks so much older, he was 24 when I left he must be 29." Jungkook smiled.

"This means the sketchbook is recently made." Jungkook's eyes slightly went wide. "That means..the gap between the worlds is slightly fracturing again." He covered his mouth trying to control his scream.

He looked through the pages. "Jiminsii, more Jiminsii." He kept turning them for a while now, because he looked at each one carefully. His hyung was his most precious in his world.

"Why-" He was cut off by the next drawing. His hands started to tremble from the fear. The next drawing was you and Jimin, laying in each other's embrace, your lips brushing against his and the interlocked hands wearing wedding rings.

"Is that wedding rings?" Jungkook questioned with a shivering voice. He turned the page with the same speed to see Jimin hovering over your body in the next drawing.

He went to the next one to see a dialogue box from your face saying Jimin's name with a heart. He threw the book on the floor with full force that it reached the other corner.

His fists clenched, blood stopping to making his palms red. His wide eyes dropping a trail of tears.

"She moved on." He gritted through his teeth. "Nonetheless with my older brother." His heart ached.

"All this time. I foolishly waited for our worlds to collide again. You asked me to wait and I did, but you moved on." His tears coming at a high speed, trailing down his nose. He clenched his chest and continued his loud sobs.

"Why?! Why?! Why?! Y/N!" He cried and wiped his tears. "Did I mean nothing to you." He bit his lip.

"Y/N..are you here?" He looked around the room. "If you are, please send me a sign." He pleaded with shaky voice. He loved you so much he couldn't handle this.

"Are you happy with him? Please give me a sign if you're okay?" He looked down at his feet in agony.

"Do something, just a simple sign. Set me free.." Jungkook said and fell on his knees in remorse.