Spring. I associate flowers with happiness, when I think of it, an explosion of colorful petals come to my mind representing all I admire and want to be. The weather was slowly becoming better but tiny raindrops still loved to visit me on busy days and I welcomed them, keeping my umbrella away, ready to embrace them all, feel its touch leaving tiny humid spots on my skin.
I was supposed to be happily enjoying that time of the year but, what was I doing in front of that gigantic door, what did I expected to find out behind, was it the entrance to heaven perhaps? Or maybe hell. It opened up and Taehyung was already right over there, with a satisfied smile proving to myself I had made a huge mistake, even before I had put a feet on the place. When he opened his mouth to delight me with one of his lame jokes, every pore of my skin was screaming, "regret".
-Finally Mahoma came to the mountain!
-Mahoma is thinking so hard about his worthiness and revaluating the situation, maybe the mountain is not that important – before I could complain even more his arm sorrounded my shoulders and pushed me inside.
The place smelled like vanilla and cinnamon. A big hall opened up in front of me. I'm not taking things out of place if I say it looked like a palace. Tall roofs, dusty crystal lamps, some of them covered in blankets, a big mirror reflecting the scene as a pleased viewer. There weren't many furniture and the few of them looked like taken from 18th century. But this was only the beginning, a place taken from the past and stuck on the present like if ages hadn't past for it, was waiting for me to discover it, evey corner, every secret. My eyes jumped from a beautiful thing to an other one even more impressive, satisfying my thirsty curiosity, until I met Taehyung's amused eyes. He was observing me still with this satisfied look. He make me burst in anger, always so secure about his words and always ending up to be right. I was so furious of doing what he expected me to do. After checking my expression and verifying pleasingly my frustration he lead me to the linving room.
Music was coming from it. Taehyung suddenly looked uncomfortable and hesitated on opening the door. When he did it I understood the reason of his behaviour. There was a girl wigglying and twisting around the place in front of someone who was probably witnessing the performance with eyes full of lust, although it all seemed quite pathetic to me. When we entered in, she stopped suddenly, but instead of being ashamed, I could say she was being judgemental and pitty. A hoarse voice coming from the sofa was the first to say a word to cut out the hostile enviroment.
-Don't you see I'm busy, dude? -putting emfasi on the last word. He stood up and turned around to face us, compeltly ignoring his private entertainer. Taehyung, at his turn, replied with joyful tone like if the situation wasn't absolutely out of place.
-I just wanted you to meet our new guest
When he came closer to us I could recognise him. The rude guy from the train station! He didn't seemed to recognize me.
-Taetae, how many times have I told you to not bring pets to our home? -he said barely looking at me. With that sentence I lost all my temper but I couldn't face his arrogance no matter how I tried. I had deal with worse people, even with Park Fuckin Eunji but with you, I lost my bravery, even Taehyung noticed it so he came in my defense.
- You are the rudest human alive Jungkook, let her live and get back to your business, we are out. I swear If I wasn't your best friend, actually the only one who stands your shit, you'd be starving on a dirty motel
We headed the exit of the room ready to leave when I could hear it, a smooth promise of future trouble, coming soon:
-Bye, little girl -He chuckled and took back his privileged seat. But once the door was closed at our backs music didn't start again.
That day, on first day of spring, our lifes met, maybe not for the first time but somehow, for good. I needed you away from me and you wished I disapeared from your lifes. What could go wrong? Taehyung seemed to manage every situation perfectly, keeping you distracted and trying to avoid your constant attacks on me. I prefered to remain locked on my room, reading sorrounded by empty glasses of wine. I don't know when things started to change but before they did, many things suffered the colateral damage of our own private war.
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