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"If you ever come to Seoul , visit the Seoul Tower... my love will find you."
It's been 15 years now.
"Before I get married, I wanna visit Seoul once.."
Love is the most powerful as well as the scariest feeling, you can write songs about it, cry about it but feeling it, to let go of the person you love for their sake is heartbreaking but beautiful. It makes you believe that somewhere underneath this veil on the face of the earth, lies an emotion so pure, so breathtaking but heart wrenching, devoid of all conceit, Love.
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Busan, the seagulls screeching, waves crashing down on the shore, taking away all the footprints of memories left behind on the sand to the depth of the sea. A story that would be safe and locked for the whales to tell.
The boy was running, as fast as his feet would take him, giggling and screaming as he kept looking backwards at his friend trying to catch up, leaving behind trails of innocence and happiness. Running , running till they collided and hit the rock bottom, pretty much like their lives did. Jungkook had always been the boy who had a hard time socializing with people but not Jimin. He had met the latter on a Sunday afternoon while making a sand castle, a little too close to the water. Jungkook liked to give his all when it came to something, be it dance, singing even building a sand castle but sadly the plunging waves engulfed every bit of it leaving behind a tear stained 5 years old. He wasn't alone though, soon he heard a giggle and pair of hands clutching onto his and pulling him away from the shore, leading to his sand castle.
"We can share.."
Since then it was as if they were joined by the hip, wherever one went the other followed. Millions of memories weaved together by the numerous sunrises and long chats, they grew up, hand in hand. What could have gone wrong? Well, feelings.
Both realised the dangerous feeling that had nestled within their souls, the burning flame of desire & love, deciding never to poke at it, scared to put it out.
But all it took was a drunken mistake to shatter their sand castle. For once not thinking about what the future held for them, for once not caring about the society's tarnished debris, for once thinking about what they wanted, they had given in. Lips brushing against another's, reveling in it's intoxicating feeling, lips dancing to rhythm of the kindling flame. It was their first kiss, but not the last. Giving in to your emotions is like giving in to your demons, letting go of every string of sanity held by the puppeteer brain. If only they had been more careful.
It was as if the wind collecting gossip, word got out, and in went Jimin , deep inside his room , locked away from the world. No matter how much Jungkook wailed, kept muttering a lie "it meant nothing", Jimin never showed his face again till the day which Jungkook wished never came.
Standing by the shore, hands gently intertwined, they heaved out their pain, moon light glistening over their features.
"They are sending me off to Seoul.. I leave tomorrow at dawn."
"Hmm.."
They stood there in Silence, expressing millions of feelings without uttering a single word.
"Wanna build a sand castle together?" Jimin smiled at the other.
"Yes.. this time you can share mine."
Grains of sand tingling underneath their palms , they put their blood, sweat and tears into it, excusing themselves to get lost in the tender touches and warmth of one another. The sun had started to peek at the horizon and for the first time in his life Jungkook wanted the darkness to stay forever because in that darkness, he could love, he could feel like any other person, he could be himself and happy. It was when the sun was past the horizon he saw the other's eyes glistening.
"Don't cry Jimin.. we are not wrong. If you cry then you prove them right, there are times when it's better not to fight over something you can't have but bask in the happiness, even if it is as fleeting as a cosmic dust in the universe."
"I love you, Jeon Jungkook."
"I love you, Park Jimin and I always will."
"Feel me like you feel the stars, light years away yet bright and burning with desire... If you ever come to Seoul , visit the Seoul Tower... my love will find you."
And for the last time they close gap between them with a kiss and a crushing hug, leaving behind footprints on the sands that held stories which were never spoken of.
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It's been 15 years.. Jungkook is 32 now. He is supposed to get married in one week to his boyfriend yet here he is standing in front of the Seoul Tower expecting the world to be a small place, expecting his life to collide with his World again. Playing with the engagement ring on his finger as a stray tear escaped his eye.
"Don't cry ..If you cry then you prove them right, there are times when it's better not to fight over something you can't have but bask in the happiness, even if it is as fleeting as a cosmic dust in the universe."
A five year old spoke next to him, waking him up from his trance. He felt a shiver run down his spine. Is it a coincidence?
He bent down to reach the eye-level of the kid.
"And who told you that?"
"My Appa, he told me that it was his soulmate's words."
"Well your Appa's soulmate thinks exactly like me then.."
The girl looked distracted and suddenly started running.. "Appa..."
He didn't want to turn around but he did. It isn't a coincidence, it is destiny.
He stared at the man, a father now standing in front of him, the same Jimin he had bid goodbye years back. No one took a step forward, glancing at each other's rings they gazed deep into each other. Millions of thoughts racing but they dare not speak. It could have been their future, their life together but Life is evil. It gives you the thing that you want to cherish just to snatch it away and let you rot in dismay.
"Jimin honey ready to go.."
Their thoughts were broken by a woman, the woman who was Jimin's wife, guess some people are just at a worse place than we are.
"Coming."
And Jimin smiled at him, a smile that hid so many secrets, love and pain.
And Jungkook smiled back.
Maybe true love does exist , behind the shrouds of this conceited world.
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