As I continue to let you let it all out, as my heart continues to break and shatter with yours, I realized that your letting me in.

And then that's when I begin to question and think.

No one knows why the cursed happened...

Why two lovers are simply forbidden for each other? Only one out of the two are able to love because if both souls love each other back, they are simply erased...vanished just into thin air, into dust, spread out like the planets, like the shining stars from the sun, like clouds.

Why were lovers are being punished? Why can't those souls collide together and remain together like glue, like magnets?

The thought of thinking that me and you might happen just like everyone else tends to scare me.

Because I don't want to forget you.

I don't want you to regret telling me about what you have gone through, when you have finally opened up your heart. When you are finally letting someone in, when you are finally able to focus on yourself for once.

On your happiness.

But even if these questions and thoughts scare me...I don't want to waste any months, days, hours, seconds.

I want to be able to cherish you without any regrets. I want to cherish you despite if by the end of the year, you will be erased from my memories, my mind...

But I know that maybe we'll cross paths...maybe just maybe...that my heart will be able to recognize you when I can't.

So I deeply sigh, my chin on your head as I rock the both of us under the forbidden and beautiful stars, your sobs, being able to finally calm down.

"You know...When I was younger...my mom loved me in the dark." I gently say while I caress your hair in my hands.

"I don't know anything about my father, know him...just like my mother." I say while I feel you put my hands into yours while still being in my arms, wanting to be safe and sound, away from the world.

You caress my hands into yours as I sadly smile when I look down onto our collided hands. I begin to speak about my past, despite if it wasn't as bad.

"dangsin-eun geugeos-eul salanghaessseubnida." The nurse says with a big smile while looking down at the newborn baby. "namjaae ya." She softly says before handing the baby to its mother.

"sum-eul swil sigan-eul deulilgeyo. chughahabnida." She gives the mother a warm smile before she leaves, closing the hospital door after her.

The women that has a newborn baby, looks down into her arms and stares at the baby, her heart aches as she always dreamt having a baby and willing to do anything for him or her.

But her heart saddens and aches at the thought that she doesn't know who the father is so she thinks.

How can I love this child? When I don't even know the father? The mother thinks to herself as tears begin to stream down her face, landing onto her sons blanket.

He's so beautiful. The mother thinks to herself with a sad smile while more tears fall.

But as she squints her eyes shut, as the pain was getting to her more than it should, she feels movement.

She looks down at the angel and awes as a pair of doe eyes stare right back into her own brown orbs.

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Years past, as her son grows up. Yet she's afraid to love him.

She doesn't know why.

"Eomma!" She hears a cute voice say, she looks towards the direction to see her son cutely but quickly run into her room, flopping onto the bed. "appa eommawa chinguleul bwass-eoyo." Her sons says with a sad tone, burying his face into the blanket.

"geuligo je chinguga je abeojiga eodi gyesi nyago mul-eossjiman dangsin-i geue daehae malhaji anh-assgi ttaemun-e daedabhaji anh-assseubnida." She looks at her son with sadden eyes, not knowing what to say.

"nae chinguga appawa hamkke gong-won-e gagessda gohaessneunde, appaga nolmyeonseo jaemiissge nollyeogohaneunde wae eomma lang nolji anhgess-eoyo?" Her son says while he looks up to his mother with broken eyes, painful tears running down his cheek. "You don't love me right Eomma?" His voice cracks while more tears fall from his doe eyes.

"Jungkook..." the mother says while she fights back from the painful tears that are begging to fall out. Jungkook slowly climbs onto the bed and wraps his small arms around his mother's waist as he hides his face from her, hiding his face on her chest.

"gwaenchanh-ayo eomma .. appa-e daehae mul-eobwado dasin dachigehaji anh-eul geyo. eommaleul salanghaji anh-ado gwaenchanh-ayo." Jungkooks mother let's her thoughts begin to cloud her mind.

I'm such a bad mother...I am failing him... I did failed him...because I'm scared to love my own son... she thinks to herself.

She hesitantly wraps her arms around her son, as she hadn't hugged him the minute he started growing up.

"joesong haeyo kookie..." her voice cracks, Jungkook pulls away and is met with his mothers broken eyes, as her eyes begin to stream down with painful waters. He immediately unwraps his arms from his mother's waist and puts his small hands up to her face, his small fingertips under her bags to wipe the wetness on her face.

"eomma, uljima yo ulgi en neomu yeppeoyo eomma." Jungkook says while his vision was getting blurry but holds it in to stay strong for his mother.

"naega jalal ttae appaleul chaj-a bolgeyo gwaenchanh-ayo? geulaeseo dangsin-eun haengbog hal su issgo jalyeogo ulji anh-eul su issseubnida." Jungkook says with sincerity, his mother's eyes widen as she thought she didn't hear him right.

But her heart aches from jungkooks words. He was willing to try to do anything just for her to love him. He was willing to try to find his father just for her to stop crying and be happy.

She didn't deserve him...but she was willing to let her walls crumple down just for her son...

So that's what Jungkook did, did everything to earn his mother's love by getting good grades, doing chores which meant he will clean the whole house even if he was ten, watch videos on how to cook breakfast for his mother, and he did.

He made breakfast in bed for her before leaving for school.

And when he was 15, his mother began to love him more openly, loving him in the light, instead of the lonely dark.

Awww, you were so cute, and your mother is beautiful." You say as I look at you offended, not because of what you said about my mother but me...

"Were so cute?" I ask offendedly. You softly chuckle as you comforted me when I was about to cry so I showed you the pictures that my mother took of me when she began to love me more openly.

"Am I not cute now?" I ask while a pout is placed on my lips. You gives a small smile. "Yea your not cute right now." I pout.

"Stop pouting and come here." Me still pouting, I roll my eyes before I accept your warmth. Now it was your turn to have me in your arms.

"I'm sorry for what happened, but look at you now kook, all that work had paid off and I'm so proud of you for not getting mad at her nor giving up on her. So I'm glad you guys are okay together now." I softly smile in your arms as you caress my hair.

"Sing?" I murmured while exhaustion was beginning to take over me. "Which song?" You whisper while placing your chin on my head. "Paradise, i never got to really pay attention to you playing that as I was running away from the cops." You softly chuckle.

"Mkay." Is all you say before I suddenly feel cold due to the lost contact of your warmth. I pout but I watch you gather your mothers guitar in your hands and looking down at it with a smile.

You then get ready to play as you close your eyes the minute you strum a string from the guitar, I instantly feel relaxed when you begin to play the melody, with your angelic voice being sync with it.

And I stare at you as if I was hypnotized while wind begins to blow, fresh breeze hitting gently against our skins while it blowed our hair along with it, as you sing under the stars with smiles on both of our faces.

It felt like I was in heaven, that it was just you and me...

Us alone in the world, or us against the world.

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Sooooo, now we know about jungkooks.👀

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