We will burn together ~Oneshot~

♡dust♡

some philosophers think the life start with fire.
some think it starts with air.
some think it starts from water.

but the real question is
...
what is keeping it alive?

that is the question that the naive Jungkook is asking himself again.
surching for the purpose why is he here, laying on the soft grass, listening to the silence of the peace.
again he couldn't sleep.
again he left home late at night to go to his spot.
one magical place, which takes him to the dream world that no one will ever have.

but that wasn't the only question in his head.
his head was full with the dream of the boy with soft as clouds lips.
angelic face.
shining like a true miracle eyes.
smile as beautiful as the feeling of euphoria.

blond hair
peachy soft lips
drug-like tempting voice
oh that boy~
his only weakness
his only pure joy
his little boy
his harmony

he couldn't forget that face
that voice
those soft kisses
those romantic and slow moments of paradise
the feeling he gets every time he sees him
when his breath stops
when he gets dizzy
the feeling he is gonna get when they touch

oh that touch~
skin to skin
breath to breath
heart by heart
empty head
only bursting blue fire inside their bodies
a true flame

that was the moments Jeon felt something
he felt the same warm
he felt the fire rushing through his blood

maybe the fire is actually the start and the after of the life
maybe that is what is keeping us alive
the internal flame in us
that thing which is making us ambitious, angry, emotional, confident...
that thing which is giving and taking

Jeon got up from the soft grass
looked over the woods and took a deep breath
he started walking in the big darkness of the tress
no light
no warmt
only darkness
and coldness

his eyes were half-closed
his senses were slowed
he was...
calm
like the coldness of the woods
is not bothering him
like there is nothing that can blow him out
like there is nothing scary in there

and then he stopped
he stopped in front of a rose bush
with red beautiful roses
but there was something under the roses.

✙
Park Jimin
1995-2019
Lived a peaceful life with loving and caring family and friends.
Respectet from everyone.
And let the fire turn you into dust.

The young boy was looking at the final sentence.
his little boy's favourite words.
he loved that phrase.
and maybe is what he wanted the most

Jeon took the lighter he was holding this whole time.
he sat in front of the bush
He felt something that was something forgotten for him

emotions

he felt that he is alone
he felt the little flame
he felt the darkness that was surrounding him
then he smiled
he pushed the little button and the bush started burning slow
he watched it
he watched it turn into dust
tears started rolling down his face
he was gonna be with his Love forever

he took the rope that was hanging from the three above of the bush.
he put it there long ago
he went up the three
he tied the tight knot
and said:

"Now we both are gonna turn into dust.
We are going to burn together.
But we will live.
We will live in the fire.
I'm coming home love"