..."No...it's impossible! You deserve better Jimin. "...

..."What are you saying, Jungkook!"...

This all started with someone speaking their point.

..."What do you think is life?"...

..."I think life is like a canvas and we paint it according to the need and imagination. We are the ones who write our story. "...

..."What is love?"...

Writer's POV:

Jimin had worn a black tee and baggy pants, he steps inside his work cabin throwing his bag to a corner. He sat down and his friend was sitting on the other side sighing to himself.

"I'm sorry, Tae!" Jimin said taking the earphones and fixing them to his ears smiling and giving thumbs up to Taehyung. Taehyung raised his hand showing 3...2...1 Jimin took a deep breath, opening his eyes.

"Good afternoon, Seoul! The weather is not in our favor. You need to wear warm clothes also wear your mask because the quality of the air is also not adequate. I'm Park Jimin and you are listening to XYZ radio. " Jimin introduced with enthusiasm in his voice.

"Today's question is life, what do you think about life? You can call us on xx-xxxxxxx and share with us your perspective of life. " Taehyung gave a thumbs up signaling him to continue and keeping eye on the people who might contact.

"Honestly, I don't think to live for the sack of others or just to make others happy or proud is what life is, many do that thinking that's the best. It's said that Life is like a painting, it can be colorful or grey. It's up to us to decide on how we want to color and how much at which exact place. " Jimin spoke through the mic in front of him.

"Ok, we have a caller here,"

Hello!

"Hi, what's your name?"

I'm Ami! I want to say that Life is like living to the fullest and being a free spirit and love your soulmate, hehe...

"Wow, that's a sweet thought, thank you Ami for sharing your thoughts. "

Your most welcome and I love the show.

"Thank you so much, we have another caller, hello?"

Hi, PARK JIMIN! I'm your huge fan. I love the way you talk and it inspires me. Oh my gosh! I'm talking to you.

Jimin chuckles whereas Taehyung was shaking his head with a 'not again' look.

"I'm happy that you like it. May I know your thoughts about life?"

Life...life is all about Park Jimin.

"Hahaha...that's very cheesy nevertheless, I liked it! It was wonderful talking to you. " Jimin said has Taehyung ends the call.

"We have another person joining to share their thoughts with us," Jimin spoke sighing softly and taking a water bottle.

Umm...hello?

Jimin paused his movement when the bottle was about to touch his lips. Jimin slowly drops his hand and the bottle on his lap, he didn't speak anything, looking at the mic in front of him. Taehyung widens his eyes seeing the RJ not saying anything. He fans his hand in the air, getting Jimin's attention.

"He-hello...ahem...may I know your name?"

Hi, myself Jungkook. My thoughts about life are...life, it's like a short story. It can have colorful memories and sometimes sad memories like grey, where we are the authors of our story called life. We make decisions, we meet numerous people in life and only a handful of them know us, remember us, love us as what we are. They never need anything explanation about your thoughts. Your thoughts are the ones to create a path for you. Life is like a flower too. It blooms only once and spreads its fragrance. Omo...I talked so much.

It was pure silence, everyone was listening carefully to Jungkook, even Taehyung has his eyes shut, carefully analyzing the way words were chosen. Taehyung was very much impressed, frowning when Jimin didn't say anything.

"Jungkook...that's wonderful thought you have. You have inspired many here listening to the radio. Thank you so much for that. We appreciate it. "

No! I'm thankful for giving us a chance to speak our thoughts. I really love to listen to the radio especially yours. The questions you ask and the answers from many, make me realize many things and see the world differently. Thank you so much for that.

Jungkook chuckled and the call ended.

"This song is for you Jungkook, for your wonderful vision about life. " Jimin said a song was aired on the channel. Jimin leans back on his chair.

"Bro...are you ok?" Taehyung asked seeing Jimin's change in mood. Jimin hums, drinking the water and recalling Jungkook's words. He doesn't know, why he loved it. These are just another pair of common thoughts among the millions. But, the way Jungkook spoke, made the difference. Everybody has their accent for speaking, their thoughts.

Jimin swirls around with the chair and hums.

>>the hell! Why is my brain getting messed up because of few words from some unknown?

There is a boy, holding his phone with earphones in his ear, having his eyes shut, listening to the music and the warm breeze of spring having the fragrance of different flowers, brushed through his delicate face. His nose is frail to the pollen grains, he sneezed softly, brushing his nose with his slender finger. He fumbles through his backpack, finding the searching the first zipper with his fingers, he unzips it and feels every material kept inside, he touched something like a card, must be a bus pass. He pushes it aside, hands digging deeper, and found a cloth material, he feels the surface and smiles knowing it's his mask.

He removed the black glasses and removed the earphones, wearing the mask. He is allergic to pollen, but he loves flowers. He often visits this park for having a peaceful movement with himself. He wore his glasses back and softly unplugs the earphones from his phone and folds the earphone, his hand moves to the left side tapping on the bench, looking for its case. Jungkook showed his teeth and took it and kept his earphones inside the case and carefully inside his second zipper of the bag.

He touched the right side taking a stick and stood up, swinging his backpack over his left shoulder, keeping the phone inside his pocket. He held the stick tightly in his grip and another hand in the air, he walks forwards tapping the ground with his stick to avoid any obstacles in his way.

"Let me help you," he heard a voice on his left and a hand touching his left arm, the boy shook his head.

"It's ok, I'll manage. Please continue with your work. " The boy smiled saying this and bowed his head lightly with gratitude of other person's kindness.

"Are you sure?" The helper asked again, wanting to be assured. He hums, nodding his head.

"Ok, please be careful!" Then the presence of a foreign person vanished. The boy nodded, taking a step forward, tapping the stick from left to right. He had memorized his path back home. He has also counted steps, for each turn.

The boy takes a turn after 17 steps to the left and dashed with another person and quickly apologized, bowing his head holding the stick close to his chest.

"No, no it's ok. Please be careful! Can I help you?" The boy shook his head again and said the same thing. He started his journey back to his home, his hand in the air, touching the surface of the traffic pole. He stood in his place.

"Excuse me...is the light red?" The boy asked looking to the right hearing some teens talking and expected an answer.

"Yes, " he heard and smiled brightly. He took his stick in the air and raised his left foot to cross the road. But, felt arms wrapped around his waist and his right hand being held and pulled backward forcefully.

"Are you crazy!" The boy was confused from the voice, holding stress and worry then he heard a high-speed car passing by. He understands what the other meant.

"I-I'm sorry...I asked the other person and said the light is red. " The boy explained turning around to the voice.

"Yes, it was red but was about to turn green for the vehicles to pass. What's your name?" The person asked and the boy looks up as if seeing the man's face.

"Jungkook. "

Writer's POV:

Jimin had done his job as RJ and walked out of the studio. He loves his job very much, interacting with people and listening to music with them.

Jimin wanted to cross the road and saw a man holding the stick and was about the cross the road and the signal is green.

>>shit!

Jimin ran fast and held the arm and unknowingly wrapped his other hand on his waist pulling him closer. When Jimin heard the name...

"Jungkook," he felt everything getting numb. The voice, who was haunting him since the movement he heard is owned by this man?

"I'm sorry for troubling you. " Jungkook further apologized and smiled sadly and moved back making some distance between them.

"Myself Jimin." Jimin introduced being in an awkward situation as not his cup of tea.

"I know..." Jungkook replied smiling sweety by tilting his to the side and looks at the source of the voice. Jimin's heart was beating harshly on his chest.

>>TF is wrong with you, heart. Stop beating so loud. He can hear you and I don't want to be embarrassed.

"How?" Jimin asked and glanced at the light turning red and held Jungkook's hand.

"I can ma—"

"Shush..." Jimin stops Jungkook from speaking and held his hand tightly guiding Jungkook and take slow steps with him. He wanted to see, how Jungkook looks but the glasses and mask were hiding it even his ear was hidden behind the bangs. Jimin whines internally. However, he looked calm and collected.

They step to the other side and Jimin reluctantly left Jungkook's hand. They stood in front of each other. One was scratching his neck and the other was blushing and holding his dear stick close to his heart.

"I will get going and I apolog—"

"Don't dare to complete that sentence. You don't have to apologize for anything. I will take you to your home. Let's go!" Jimin said and Jungkook shook his head.

"Don't worry, I have passed through this same path many times. I will be fine. "

"I won't be fine leaving you all alone, don't know what you will do next. " Jimin replied leaving no space for Jungkook to speak.

Jungkook looks towards Jimin wanting to feel his face, so he could understand Jimin's thoughts better. Jungkook sighed and nodded his head. He knows the RJ very well. He is stubborn and today Jungkook is feeling it.

"Let's go!" Jimin said holding Jungkook's hand again and taking the stick from his other hand.

"You don't need this when I'm with you," Jimin whispered near Jungkook's face. Jungkook is thankful that he is wearing a mask or else Jimin would have seen his flushed face. He nods his head, holding Jimin's hand tightly.

"You didn't tell me how you knew it was me..." Jimin starts speaking and walks calculatingly with Jungkook's steps. Jungkook smiled through his mask.

"Because of your voice. When people like me can't see the world we tend to depend on other senses to ease our living. " Jungkook replied walking softly feeling wind brushing his bangs.

"I see..."

They walked with peace without uttering a single word. They reached Jungkook's home much to Jimin's disappointment.

>>can't you be a little far? But it will be trouble for Jungkook to come back home.

"This is my home. " Jungkook showed to a small house which looks quite old and there must have been a garden, which is dry and dead. The wall painting of the house has worn out and the window looks foggy from outside.

Jungkook takes his backpack and takes the house keys from the side zip opening the house.

"Please come in, " Jungkook signals Jimin's and tries to find Jimin's hand. Jimin held Jungkook's hand and Jungkook guides Jimin inside the house. Jimin looks around the place, it's sweet and gives a homely feeling.

Jungkook removed his mask and keeps the stick on the table kept at the side. "Please, follow me..." Jungkook said his right hand in the air, feeling the wall, and walks forward holding the wall with each step. Jimin feels something clench inside his heart and he walks forward walking next to Jungkook.

"Please take a seat, I'll be right back. " Jungkook said showing a sofa with his hand and smiled at Jimin. Just then, Jimin realized that Jungkook is not wearing a mask. But, he was wearing black glasses. Jungkook had a very cute and cheerful smile.

"Thank you, " Jimin replied and doing as said. Jungkook smiled and takes three steps back and turned to the right walking out of Jimin's sight. Jimin being curious and worried couldn't help but tiptoe following Jungkook.

Jungkook held the fridge door, touching the surface, and held the handle opening it. He touched to the right taking a juice bottle and closed the fridge door, touching the counter, and kept the bottle on it. Jungkook stood on his toes opening the cupboard and took a glass out of it. Jungkook touched the rim of the glass with his pointer and opened the juice bottle, pouring the content carefully and listening to the flow of the juice into the glass.

Jungkook kept the bottle aside and held the glass carefully with one hand and feeling the things around not to dash and hurt himself. Jimin wanted to walk back to his original place.

"Jimin?" Jimin paused his foot in the air glancing back at Jungkook. "I got juice for you," Jungkook held the glass with both his hand and giving it to Jimin assuming he must be standing there. But, Jimin was standing next to the glass, nevertheless he held the glass in a way that Jungkook should feel, he has taken it from the place where Jungkook assumed Jimin to be.

"How did you know I was here?" Jimin asked being curious about Jungkook's supernatural powers. Jungkook chuckled,

"I already told you, when people like me don't have one sense, our other senses will be enhanced. Our senses tend to be sharper than others. " Jungkook explained smiling and held the wall with his hand and leans against it, keeping his hand in front of him and looking down.

"Jungkook...where is your family?" Jimin asked, standing next to Jungkook and leaning against the wall. Jungkook looks at Jimin, feeling the presence next to him.

"Mumma and Appa have gone for work. They'll be here at any moment. " Jungkook explained looking at the wall. Jimin nods his head sipping the drink and turns to Jungkook.

"Jungkook, here...drink this, you must be thirsty too. " Jimin said giving the glass to Jungkook. Jimin has taken only one sip from it. Jungkook shook his head. "I'm fine, Jimin. Don't worry..." Jungkook assured smiling little, getting butterflies for the RJ for being so kind till this moment.

"Jungkook..." Jimin's warning tone and the rim touching his lips. Jimin tilts the glass carefully not to spill it and Jungkook gulps the liquid when Jimin took the glass away from Jungkook. Jimin keeps the glass again on Jungkook's lips, smiling softly at the male. This went on until Jungkook finished the whole glass and Jimin wipes the edge of Jungkook's lips from his handkerchief before Jungkook could wipe with the back of his hand.

"I should get going now, " Jimin whispered looking at his wristwatch. Jungkook nods his head, feeling lonely all of a sudden. Jimin walks out of the house not forgetting to glance back at Jungkook standing near the door.

"I hope...we'll meet again..." Jungkook whispered to himself holding his shirt tightly.