Sometimes he has dreams.
Dreams of Jungkook’s smiling eyes. Of them sitting together at a piano, content for the first time after so long. Of Jungkook in a wheelchair, safe, because he made it to the hospital in time. Of that one trip they all took to Busan, to the ocean. Of Jungkook blowing on his lighter, face soft from the light of it, and from his nap on his thighs. Most of all he dreams of the fight ending differently. Of everything being different.
~ Can't Let Go by emyrina













