IM STILL NOT OVER TUOU SO 33 😉❤️
@zephyoongist an, is this you? i should’ve never told you i planned an alternate ending because now you don’t accept the real ending ):
33. alternate ending for The Universe of Us
“I love you, Jungkook.”
He gives you a mischievous glance, poking your side, and you laugh, skimming your fingers over his chest and tracing out the invisible letters of your confession.
“I know,” he repeats softly, reaching out to interlock your fingers with his. Your eyes meet his steady gaze as he smiles tenderly at you, and the realization hits you like a ton of concrete blocks when you finally discern the hidden meaning. All this time, he knew.
Flowers bloom in your chest as your heart sings and dances at this newfound understanding. Rendering you emotional, the tiniest of tears begin to well up in the corners of your eyes once more, and your cheeks begin to hurt from smiling so widely. Beaming back at you, Jungkook opens his mouth to say one more thing, but you hear nothing. There is absolute silence. Confused, you tilt your head, trying to tell him you do not understand but no words come out.
Suddenly, his expression changes into one of alarm and panic, and he is saying words to you that you still cannot catch. You signal him to slow down, and he repeats the same phrase over and over again but you cannot comprehend them. The edges of your surroundings begin to vanish, disintegrating into translucence. It creeps up closer and closer to you. You desperately reach out to him, tightening your embrace around him, but he seems to slip away with every heartbeat. An unusual, yet warm and pleasant, sensation takes over as your eyelids grow heavy. You blink once, twice, and then, everything is gone.
Opening your eyes, you rub at them gently before staring up at the ceiling. These dreams you are having are quite strange, but you shrug them off, brushing them away from your mind. Glancing over at Jungkook peacefully sleeping, you turn on your side to face him, curling up in his embrace before drifting off to sleep again. Jungkook tightens his arms around you subconsciously, pulling you closer to his chest.
Jungkook waits in the park, hands shoved into his jacket pockets, as his eyes dart around his surroundings, trying to discern any familiar figure. The cherry blossom trees are almost bare of any flowers. One perfect flower twirls down and lands in the palm of his hand. He smiles before carefully wrapping his fingers around it, holding onto it for safe keeping. He sits down at the nearest bench, lips curling into a smile when he sees a patch of daisies nearby, mentally noting to pick a few for you before he returns home.
Jungkook looks up to see Taehyung. He stands a few feet away from Jungkook, staring downward as the toe of his shoe digs into the ground. He looks awkward, fiddling with the zipper of his jacket and avoiding any eye contact with him.
“Hey, Taehyung.” Jungkook stands up, taking one step forward towards said man before taking one step back. The words are all jumbled in his head, and he doesn’t know what to say exactly. The silence following afterwards is stifling.
“Why’d you want to meet up?” Taehyung says finally, meeting Jungkook’s gaze at last.
“I–” Jungkook hesitates. Chewing on his lower lip, he breaks eye contact for a few seconds, before looking straight at Taehyung once more.