10000 Hours | liskook

30| hers to keep

❝No matter what I do to keep you close, you would choose her anyway.❞
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Word Count: 2392
 

Trigger warning: extreme angst and unhealthy relationships.

Angst requests by: Greenery_93 Euphorie1987 VantaeKim8 (and a number of other users I don't recollect at the moment)

«LALISA»

It is a known fact to me that Jungkook has always had a twisted view of himself. The first day since I met him — as the boy next door, he had always been the cute yet shy, reserved guy who had his own share of socially awkward moments. Being the only child of his parents, his mother would force him to various events until the day we met and instantly hit off as best friends.

And that was until, I caught feelings for him. He had fallen in love too, just not with me.

I was the only person he literally opened up to and he didn't hesitate to straight away tell me about his crush on the blonde girl from his guitar class. Chaeyoung. And since I coincidentally happened to be friends with her, it didn't take long for me to convince her to date him. The time they were together was probably the happiest days in his life, he still clung onto me though, always putting me first before his girlfriend. And so, my entire college years were spent tagging along as a third wheel to Jungkook and Chaeyoung. I didn't mind either; his happiness mattered more than my hurt feelings, right?

It wasn't always flowers and butterflies though — probably a week after graduation, Jungkook ran into my arms, crying about how Chaeyoung confessed that she had been cheating on him with Jimin, one of our mutual friends. The incident completely broke him from inside — perhaps because it was his first love and he didn't deserve a heartbreak so intense. I did everything that rest in my hands, to help him feel better and forget her. It was more difficult than holding back my tears every night whenever I used see the two in the past. We went on casual hangouts, which eventually transformed into dates, only making my feelings stronger and my heart weaker day by day.

I would notice him eyeing at me in disgust sometimes — the disgust usually directed towards himself, of how unworthy of a friend he is. Whenever he was heavily caught up with it, I would use a simple remedy that would always start with palming his cheek, tracing my fingertips against his back and place my lips to his neck. He said it gave him a strange comfort, a feeling of warmth that he has never felt with anyone.

Anyone but me.

At one of our "dates", I accidentally confessed my love to him, it was a slip of words driven by true emotions. He didn't react to it — I wasn't expecting him to react either, as we bid our goodbyes before heading back. The same night, I was taken aback by surprise when I opened my door to him.

"I want to give us a go...will you be my girlfriend Lisa?"

The beating of my heart was brought to an abrupt halt when those words left his mouth. He forced upon a sigh, still waiting for my answer whilst the stars became witness of the moment.

"Yes." My eyes blood with tears.

Jungkook was everything I had ever wanted in my life - he completed me. He was the perfect boyfriend, actually beyond perfect.

I readily agreed to move in with him in a new apartment that was closer to our respective workspaces.

Jungkook was good at everything he did, including a number of household chores.