"Jungkook. " Y/n spoke softly, her hands caressing his unshaven face."Please, look at me." He had sat impassive in bed, just staring blankly ahead.
"You can speak to me Jungkook, you know that. "
"I know." He sighed, placing his hands on top of hers. He brought her small hands to his lips and kissed them.
"I'm so sorry Y/n. "
"It's not your fault Jeon."
"It is, we both know all of this is my fault."
"You couldn't have predicted your-" she paused, she didn't want to bring up his father anymore than he had been brought up today.
"You're wrong Y/n. Everytime I looked at your little bruised face I just want to snap my own neck, for allowing my father to hurt you."
"I'm fine Jeon, you're fine. And we're together, that's all that matters."
She sighed pressing her lips softly to his, she hadn't expected him to kiss her with such ferocity, she gasped, his hands clutching he held her tiny face tightly, as he claimed her mouth. Her face throbbed slightly from her injuries and his tight hold. But she couldn't care less, he was finally touching her again, so she didn't feel so broken inside.
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