Groovy Kind of Love -2 ((~Taekook~)
~ First Love ~
You are the world I ache inside,
Each breath, a bruise I try to hide..
Your name still echoes in my chest,
Where pain was never laid to rest..
The ambulance roars through the night rounding the last bend in the road..
Inside, it’s dim and cold..White light flickers above them, casting shadows on metal walls.. The stretcher rattles faintly with every bump in the road. Machines beep steadily, clinical, distant..
The world outside moves on, a hurried pace but the figure lies still on the stretcher under the oxygen masks still beautiful, but quiet like a painting the time forgot..
Blood darkens the gauze at his side, but his face remains calm, untouched by the noise..There’s a softness to him, a kind of stillness that makes the person beside him restless..
He leans over the stretcher, fingers trembling as they grasp at the hand like a fragile thing reaching for what it cannot cling..
He was breathing heavily.. Fast.. Shallow like the air wasn’t enough..
The word breaks before it’s even formed.. His voice is raw, strangled as if the air feels too thin in his lungs..
Jungkook
...Please stay with me..
His knees press against the metal frame, body curled in, as if he could shield the other from everything time, pain, fate..
No reply came his head bows low, forehead almost touching the unmoving chest, breath hitching with every shallow rise beneath him..
His thumb brushes over knuckles stained red.. but he couldn't look at the hand that was stained with blood he couldn't as if he was protesting against something..
His hand keeps gripping tighter, too tight, as if force alone could anchor life in a body already slipping too far..His shoulders shake, not with sobs he won’t let them out but with the weight of holding everything in..
Everything in him was trying to hold still like if he moves, the moment will collapse..
Jungkook
I'm sorry..Please...
His breath shook holding on.. Not letting go..
The hand on his felt smaller than he remembered..or maybe he just never realized how cold it could get..
The ambulance slows.. Brakes hiss. Doors slam open behind them, and the cold night air spills in..
Shoes hit the pavement.. Quick steps.. A stretcher rolled over the ground.. One wheel squeaked..
Everything else felt distant & muffled.. As he walked beside him..The blurry hospital white coats and urgent footsteps..But that hand..That hand was the only thing that felt real..
He watched him disappear behind the emergency-room doors..quiet.. like the first time his heart had ever raced for him..
He remained frozen & the silence hugged him so tight until the heaviness in his heart left his soul..
Jungkook
*AAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHH*
His scream rips from his throat, raw and broken shaking loose everything he’d been holding in.. His knees give out, crashing to the ground as his palms slam against the cold wall..
His chest heaves, breath hitching between sharp sobs..One hand reaches toward the closed doors like it still might open—like he still might be able to follow..
Tears fall fast, blinding and hot.. His face twists with it all fear, pain, guilt,helplessness..Fingers curled into fists against his legs, digging into fabric just to keep himself from tearing open..
His shoulders shake violently, and when he bends forward, forehead touching the ground it’s not from weakness it’s from the weight of a heart shattering in silence no one can fix..
He doesn’t know who to beg now. There’s no one left to answer..
But in the dark blur of tears, he sees it—
that beautiful smile, tilted and warm,
the way he used to say his name like it meant something..
His throat tightens.. He squeezes his eyes shut as if the memory might vanish if he breathes too hard..
And there it was the beautiful almond eyes, soft and certain,still looking at him like nothing could ever go wrong..That smile..That laugh..Still etched in him like a bruise...
His first love..The kind he never forgets even if he tries to..
His first love..That lingers not in memory but in every version of who he becomes..
~First Love~
I didn’t know it was love..Only that
my heart forgot how to beat queitly..
Cheers
Let's Go Team Besters "Woo! Woo!"
Loud cheers and the squeak of sneakers against the polished gym floor echoed through the packed college gymnasium..
Cheers
Jungkook! Jungkook! Jungkook!
With mix of shouts and clapping filling the air..One voice stood out above the rest, calling a name again and again.. The sound sliced through the noise like a familiar song..
18 year old Jungkook didn’t hear much else.. His eyes were sharp, fixed on the ball as it moved through his hands and across the court.. The pounding of his heart matched the rhythm of the bouncing ball.. Nothing else mattered..
He dodged a defender, pivoted, and sprinted toward the basket..
The gym seemed to shrink around him, the crowd a distant hum behind his focus as he landed lightly on his feet..
*Bzzt* the final buzzer rang..
And then the cheers exploded again, louder now, filling the space with energy..
Just a practice match..Still, they all treated it like it was something bigger..
He sighed barely cracking a smile as a teammate clapped him on the back..
Someone
You’re scary when you get serious! *laughed*
He nodded, walking toward the bench.. A few girls waved from the sidelines..Someone snapped a photo..
He simply nodded polity as an introvert he didn't know how to act around a stranger's attention..
He simply turned away to reach for his towel, wiping the sweat from his neck..
He didn’t look around much..Instead, he jogged toward the locker room, peeling off his jersey as sweat dripped down his forehead..
Said Suga, the team captain, tossing him a water bottle as they entered the locker room behind him..
He unscrewed the cap and took a long sip..
Jeon Jungkook
Yeah you too !
Suga gave him a knowing look as Jungkook started wiping his face..
Suga
Heading to the photography Club after this?
Jungkook simply nodded finally changing out his clothes..
Suga
You’re really into that thing, huh?
He just gave a shrug, pulling on a fresh black hoodie over his head..
Jeon Jungkook
It’s quiet there..
Suga
*sighed*Jimin and I are having dinner together outside you should join us too!
Jeon Jungkook
Please, I have no interest in third-wheeling between you two.. I already see enough of Hyung's face at home !
Suga
Okay, call me if you change your mind!
Suga patted his back Jungkook nodded and with his camera bag slung across one shoulder, he stepped outside..
The air was cooler now, spring soft against his skin..
He took a deep breath the breeze carried the faint scent of flowers from somewhere nearby..
The hallway gave way to the back path behind the gym quieter, lined with trees just starting to bloom under the warm May sky..
Jungkook walked slowly, humming a song under his breath, low and aimless.. The kind of tune that felt like spring..
He raised his camera out of habit, capturing small things as he went following along.. A cracked windowsill, dandelions pushing through the fence, a pair of squirrels chasing each other across the grass..
*Click.. Whirr.. Breathe.*
His lens had found something else or someone..
Beneath the tree a boy sat alone with his sketchbook,sunlight catching in his hair..And to Jungkook he looked like a painting that come to life..Soft and beautiful like the pure morning sunlight..
Jeon Jungkook
*ba-dum... ba-dum...*
His heart gave one soft, startled thump like it had just remembered how to feel..He slightly touches it to feel its rhythm..
His hands trembled lightly he didn’t press the shutter..He just stood there for a moment, camera half-raised, watching through the viewfinder as if trying to capture something he didn’t have a name for..
He couldn't walk away either something about the scene held his heart still..
The way the boy sat so peacefully beneath the tree relaxed picking some flower from grass in between his pencil moving in small, thoughtful motions..A few petals drifted down from above, landing on the edge of his sketchbook..
Jungkook heart raced when a wind blew up and the boy looked up as the wind ruffled his hair covering his face soft and brown, catching light like it was brushed with gold..
It was the kind of moment he usually only caught in dreams quiet and fleeting..
His fingers tightened slightly on the camera.."Click" 📸 The sound was almost apologetic..
Still, the boy didn’t look up..
Jungkook lowered the camera, just watching now..It was impossible to take his eyes off..
A squirrel darted across the grass behind the tree, chasing another.. The boy laughed softly barely a sound, just a puff of breath and a crinkle at the corners of his eyes..
But even from where Jungkook stood, it felt like something warm had passed through the air and his lips automatically curled into a smile..
He didn’t know why he smiled..He didn’t know why his chest felt a little lighter..
But for the first time that day, the world seemed to slow down just enough for one small moment to slip inside his memory and stay there..
~First Love~
You weren’t mine yet
but every version of “someday”
had your name in it..
The darkroom smelled like photo paper and silence..
Jungkook stood over the developing tray, watching as the image slowly emerged beneath the red glow.. He’d printed dozens of photos before.. landscapes, friends, fleeting shadows , but this one felt different..
It was just a boy.. No face.. Just sunlight, stillness, and something that made Jungkook feel… still.. like he knew him and just found him he can't explain..
Jungkook didn’t know why he’d taken it..Didn’t know why it made his chest feel full and soft at the same time..
He lifted the print carefully from the tray, shook off the water, and let it rest on the drying rack..
Later, back at his desk under the soft hum of a lamp, he cradled the print in both hands, as if holding a fragile memory then placed it inside a empty frame ...
He stared at the picture a little too long, lips curling into a smile he couldn’t hide..Then he giggled quiet and shy and buried his face in his sleeve, like the feeling was too big to hold..
His cheeks were warm, heart a little too loud..Outside, the rain began to fall gentle, steadily like the world was blushing with him..
The next few days between classes, Jungkook wandered near the same place..
Each passing day the late spring air was warm, carrying the faint scent of blooming flowers and freshly cut grass but he wasn't there..
He felt a tiny sting of disappointment everyday ..But whenever he looked at the picture he had taken instantly a smile would tug at his lips, his face would immediately lightened up..
Then One day while wandering around he passed the art building with just the rhythm of his footsteps and the light humming of a song drifting from his lips..
Then, without warning, someone brushed past him and he felt gentle, accidental touch of a shoulder..
Jungkook glanced up just in time to see a boy walking ahead, earphone snug in his ears, a sketchbook tucked under one arm.. His soft brown hair caught the sunlight, strands shifting in the breeze..
he froze..It was him..Just there, a few steps away..And for a heartbeat too long, the world held its breath with him..
Suddenly, the boy pulled out one earphone and turned slightly as a voice called from behind..
Someone
Taehyung! You are not coming to the cafeteria!
He chuckled softly as he answered back, his voice travel in the wind..
Jungkook heard his voice deep, calm, like the ocean and his heart did that tiny, silly skip again..
Jeon Jungkook
🗯️Taehyung..
The name settled quietly in his mind like a secret he wanted to keep..
Jeon Jungkook
🗯️Taehyung... Taehyung... Taehyung ...
He mumbled to himself and smiled and giggled as if butterfly dancing inside his stomach..
Finally after a small celebration inside his heart he went to the cafeteria ..
The cafeteria was buzzing as usual..trays clattering, laughter echoing, the lunchtime rush in full swing..
Someone
Jungkook you look so cute today!
Someone
Jungkook, let me buy your favourite snack!
Jungkook stood near the drinks section, trying to hold his tray while politely dodging questions, snacks, and compliments being tossed at him from all directions..
He was used to this by now well, almost..It still made him feel like a deer in headlights..
Someone
Why don't you sit with us today... you know i..
Jungkook not paying attention looked around searching for one of his friends when his eyes landed on someone..
It was Taehyung..Jungkook almost didn’t realize he’d stopped listening to the girl beside him until her voice trailed off mid-sentence..
Their gaze linger for a brief moment..Then Taehyung turned away continued walking, disappearing behind a column of students with his own tray in hand..
That's when realaziation hit him and Jungkook froze..
Jeon Jungkook
🗯️He definitely saw that?
Embarrassment prickled under his skin.. Taehyung saw him, awkward and crowded, like some clumsy prince in a middle school drama?
Jeon Jungkook
I-I really need to go now, sorry !
Jungkook muttered, ducking his head.. He moved through the girls as gently as he could, slipping past them with quick steps..
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