Destiny

Chapter twenty-six

~Y/N POV~

Since my interaction with Jungkook on the plane I've been avoiding him as much as I can.

Why now does he all of a sudden want to talk about our shared past and biggest secret?

I don't understand him and yet I don't want to.

It's a secret for a reason.

Because of my withdrawal from conversations on the way to the apartment there has been some build up of tension within the group.

I've remained silent but only saying a few words here and there to some to help pack up this place.

In my bedroom I had the help of Namjoon and Hoseok helping me pack. While Taehyung decided he wanted to pack up the kitchen, Jin in the living room boxing up his what's there and Yoongi was in Jimins room.

It's only been a couple minutes since Jimin left the apartment after declaring he's going to speak to our landlord in person about giving up our lease. I already spoke to the old man over the phone but Jimin wants to speak to him in person.

Thankfully Jungkook went with him.

He kept hovering around the bedroom door before Jimin demanded that he went with him.

The bedroom door may be closed but I sensed Jungkook pacing around the door before Jimin gave his orders.

With a cardboard box on the bed I carefully wrapped my photo frames in bubble wrap and placed neatly into the box.

Hoseok was neatly folding some of my clothes from the wardrobe and into a spare suitcase on the floor. Namjoon was standing close by me helping me pack up my make up and perfumes from my make up table which was behind me. Namjoon took that drawer out just to come stand beside me and sort through my things on the bed.

Every now and then Namjoon would glance at me and I can already tell he has this need to ask me what the true problem is. It's only a matter of time.

I think they all know that something happened between Jungkook and I on the plane but don't know the exact what.

I don't want to tell them and I won't.

Not only because it's hurtful to even think about but I'm also scared of what they'll all think about it.

Will they hate me for what happened?
Or Jungkook too?

I don't know and I don't want to find out.

Just thinking about this constantly in my mind was creating a build up of stress and anxiety I didn't want.

So after placing another photo frame into the box I closed my eyes just to take light calmly breathes.

The last thing we need is myself causing havoc again just because I let my feeling get the best of me.

I should be over it by now.

But I'm not.

And I don't think I ever will be.

"Y/n are you okay?" Namjoon

I felt his warm hand brace my shoulder and some how I felt a little warmth and calmness flow through him to me. It helped but it wasn't enough to completely take away my annoyance towards Jungkook.

"Yep. Perfectly fine."

My voice squeaked out and I planted at fake smile towards him and then towards Hoseok sitting on the floor just beside the bed on the opposite side of the room. I noticed the way he was looking at me as well but he just frowned at me and glanced towards Namjoon.