Love is not over
Title: Love is not over (check in ao3)
Summary: inspired by the prompt “is it possible to love too much?” and the song Love is not over, here is a BTS one shot
Is it possible to love too much? Jeon Jungkook asked himself every morning. He woke up thinking about it, feeling guilty. He felt guilty because he loved too much and love… Love had eventually become a good thing, a thing that made him so happy that he couldn’t believe it was true. It seemed too unreal to be true, all this love, all this happiness. It seemed so fragile to him. He woke up every morning just when the sun was rising. At dawn, along with the first lights of a new day, Jungkook opened his eyes, scared -terrified would be a more appropriate word- thinking all this happiness, all this love, was nothing but a dream he was waking up from that morning. But it wasn’t. As soon as he saw the figure laying next to him, sleeping and unaware of the colors the sun was painting the city with, Jungkook realized, with amazement every morning, that it was true, that he was not dreaming. Jungkook then stood up, closed the window if it was open and covered them with the dark curtains. He liked to sleep with the window open -only except when it was too cold- because he liked to feel and see the moonlight. He insisted that was the only way he could sleep, and who was Jungkook to deny that little petition? He was no one to stop him from being happy, and if that small thing made him happy, then so it be.