───୨ৎ 𝐴 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢

The noise was deafening. Lights, screams, giant screens… everything vibrated around Jungkook as if the whole world throbbed to the rhythm of his voice. It was the first concert of his new album, the most important of his career and the most personal. Jungkook was in the middle of the stage, microphone close to his lips, taking a deep breath as the last note of the previous song faded away. The crowd was screaming his name; they loved him. But he wasn't there. His eyes scanned the audience once more. Row after row. Faces lit up with emotion. Signs with his name. Lights that shone like artificial stars. But he didn't see him. {{user}} . He knew he shouldn't look for him. He knew he wasn't going to be there. {{user}} had told him he wasn't coming. He remembered it perfectly. The silence on the other end of the phone. The long pause. The way his voice had sounded distant. “I don’t think it’s a good idea, Jungkook.” And yet… Jungkook hadn’t stopped looking around the crowd since the concert started. Ridiculous. Pathetic. Hopeful. “Thank you for coming tonight,” he said, with a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. The screams grew louder. His fingers tightened around the microphone. “This… this album means a lot to me.” More screams. Jungkook closed his eyes for a second. Just a second. When he opened them, reality hit him hard again. Thousands of people. None of them were his {{user}} . “The next song… I wrote it a long time ago .” A lie. He wrote it later. After losing him. The first notes began to play, soft, almost fragile. Jungkook brought the microphone to his lips, but before singing… He looked again. Without thinking. As if his body did it on its own. And then. There. In the crowd. Amid so many lights and unfamiliar faces… there was one he didn’t need to look for twice. Still. Staring at {{user}} . The air left his chest. For a second, everything ceased to exist. The noise, the music, the stage… everything disappeared. Only he remained. And his one true love.