Lust | JJK ✔️

44 - Fin

"The time I spent without you was so difficult." Jungkook wipes away a tear from his cheek as he looks away from your direction, not wanting himself to seem weak.

"Your funeral was so painful to even attend, the way your face disappeared behind the opaque covers of your coffin, hands balancing the red roses everyone presented to you one last time. Beneath you were hundreds of flowers, small and big of all colours which were constantly outshone by your beauty." He looks down the cliff at the high green hills with the warm stream flowing right next to your home which could still be seen from here.

"Your face so ethereal even when no blood rushed underneath your cold skin, lips which once were a soft crimson like the flowers on your chest were now a dry, faded colour and yet you looked more beautiful than anyone who has existed till today. The pain I suffered when I saw you for what was supposed to be one last time, it tore me down mercilessly just like how the flowers were crushed beneath your heavy body."

You pulled your scarf closer to your face, some high wind making it fly backwards with your hair as you listened to his words with a frown.

"YN!!!!" Jungkook screamed your name into the empty desert in front of him, eyes teary and painful just like his heart, until Namjoon had to control the broken male himself to calm him down.

"Everyday, I used to sleep by your grave, hoping I'd hear your heartbeat echo inside the ground so I could pull you out. But it was nothing but silence. Vacant silence in every grain of Earth beneath me. I wanted to see your face again so bad, fall in love with you everyday over and over again, it was like I was going to die without you." He pulls his sleeve over his forearm, to reveal the tiny cuts he had laid upon himself to punish him for not protecting you, to which your eyes widen as you observe the dried scars from afar.

"I wanted to feel how you felt when that sharp sword cut you, because I was deserving of that pain. I wanted to kill myself, how to even live without you?"

"S-Stop talking n-non sense!!" You scold him observing the matching scars he had on his palm just like yourself. "Are you crazy?!" You shout, voice echoing with the hoots of some birds flying in the deep valleys of the hills.

"My mind was messed up so badly! What else could I do??" He yells in your face, making you furrow your brows as you walk towards him. Upon seeing you scurry into his direction, he lifts his arms to initiate a hug but instead, you approach him, and plant a slap right across his face- a tight slap which turns his cheek red.

"What the hell!" He carassed his cheek as he looked at you.

"Have you ever thought how'd I feel if you killed yourself for me?! Are you that selfish??" You cry.

He stays silent, staring at the ground in emptiness before you jerk his head up by his hair and smash your lips upon his.

Kissing so hard to let out all your anger on him you swing your arms around his neck before feeling his strong, masculine arms slip around your waist. He starts to lift you up as you make out, your feet leaving the ground as you hold onto him for dear life.

You were so mad at him, how dare he hurt himself for you. You would feel so dirty, being the reason for someone's death. Not being able to give him a happy ending and instead taking his life from him because you yourself died.

When your lips part away, a pair of glossy eyes look up at him to which he brushes his nose with you. "I'm sorry."

"Fuck you too." You place a small peck on his lips before closing your eyes and feeling his warmth encapsulate you.

"I've always loved the wild idea of staying unmarried but in a relationship with you forever, the fact that we both will have all the freedom to break this bond anyday and walk away but the fact that we won't ever do it because we're so madly in love with each other just drives me insane. But lately.." he breathes out some warm air.