Every spring, Jungkook wakes up with someone else’s name in his throat.
He’s never said it out loud. Never dared to. But when cherry blossoms fall and the air smells too sweet, it sits on his tongue like a memory soaked in honey and smoke. The name means nothing to his waking mind. But to his bones? It aches like a goodbye that never got said.
This year, it’s worse.
He starts flinching at love songs. His sketchbook pages turn into hands he’s never drawn before. And last night, he dreamed of a voice so familiar, it made him cry before he even opened his eyes.
So he leaves. No warning, no plan. Just a train ticket to a village he found in a travel blog’s comment section—“Spring hits different here,” it said. He needed different. He needed peace.
What he wasn’t expecting... was him.
Kim Taehyung.
A worldwide famous singer, Global superstar. Four-time Grammy winner. Vogue's favorite face. The kind of man whose existence bends gravity, whose voice melts cities, and whose eyes look like they know every version of you. With eyes like dusk. With a melody Jungkook swears he’s heard—lifetimes ago.
Now Jungkook doesn’t know if he’s going crazy...
or remembering...
Comments
Aarushi
Interesting plot… i hope u give a regular updates…😌
2025-07-29
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