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Dedicated to all my BTS stans

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ᎢᎻᎬ sound of cicadas, the clouds were painted a rusty red with the sun low in the sky - as if it was kissing the horizon.

I was there, standing in the middle of the grassy field - the glades swaying with the wind.

This was a dream.

A dream I had every Summer. It was forever on repeat, over and over again.

Ever since last year, when my boyfriend got himself in a car crash and landed himself in a coma.

Ever since then, these dreams came by the Summer time. And faded with the Autumn.

Jeon Jungkook

He was still in a coma - nothing ever changes. He looks dead, it's depressing. I would rather him to die instead of pressing 'hold' on his life.

The eternal panic if he was going to let go of his life.

I hate it.

These Summertime dreams are my only sanctuary. Because I forget and then I remember.

I would dream, almost straight away, the pieces of the dream would build itself again.

And I would remember.

A butterfly would dance in front of me, unsteadily, it would flutter in the air.

I would - always - reach out, not to catch it, but to ask it for help. And then it would dance away, flying towards the sun.

Why did it always fly towards the sun? I didn't know, but somewhere within me, I knew that it was beckoning me to follow it.

"Don't." A voice would always say harshly but lovingly. "Don't follow it."

And then, I would feel the strings of the dream collapse and that was when I woke up.

And I would forget.

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Ꭺ year ago, Jeon Jungkook was rushing, he hailed a cab and sat inside impatiently, "I need to get to Jillibee Street, immediately."

Jeon Jungkook knew his impatience was making the driver nervous - but he needed to get home, he needed to tell Yunhee about his discovery.

She would be so excited to hear it, she always was saying how she wanted to be in a fairytale.

The taxi cab began to start and Jungkook sent a text to Yunhee,

'I have something important to tell you! It'll change our lives!'

He happily sent the text and shoved the phone in his pocket. Finally, Jungkook decided to calm down, he didn't need to rush.

He looked out the window and realized the Sun was a hue of red and orange - was the sun setting already?

It was quite late then, since it was Summer after all, Jungkook's favourite season.

Suddenly, a butterfly began fluttering in front of the taxi cab. Jungkook heard the driver mumble a few words of frustration, trying to shake off the godforsaken insect.

Jeon Jungkook turned his head and saw the butterfly, his insides turned, "No! Don't follow the butterfly!"

By then it was already too late, Jungkook had felt his strength fade from him, his eyes began to droop, the driver had already had his head dropped on the wheel.

Was the car swerving? Jungkook didn't know, his consciousness was slipping away fast.

Yunhee, I'm sorry.

And he forgot

 

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Hiii, so, I'm new to asianfanfics.com, but I'm definitely not new to fanfiction so *insert winky face* 

I am greatly inspired by BTS' MV 'Butterfly', honestly they're so perf why ;v;

[Originally posted on my Wattpad Account]

POSTED FIRST CHAPTER; Monday, 28th of December, 2015