The sharp sound from outside woke me up.
I sat up and looked around me. Where was I?
Oh. Now I remember. I was in Jungkook's room. But...Jungkook was nowhere to be seen.
I quickly got up and ran outside. I heard more noises from the kitchen. I slowly walked towards the door and looked in. There was Jungkook. He was on the floor trying to pick up pieces of broken glass. He wasn't careful and some of the glass pierced through his skin.
"Oppa!" I cried out, running to him. I made him drop everything so I could look at his hand.
Blood was already running down his fingers. He suddenly stopped and pulled away. I looked at him as he limped out of the kitchen.
...
Oppa...are you mad at me...?
I walked after him. He was on the sofa, taking out the pieces of glass by himself.
I kneeled down in front of him, so it would force him to look at me.
"I'm sorry..." I whispered.
He didn't answer me.
"I'm sorry I caused you so much trouble..." I continued. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. I wiped them away angrily. "I know that it was because of me that you got hurt. I'm sorry...I...I-I promise that Jimin won't do that again..."
I watched as a few drops of blood dripped onto the floor. More tears came out.
"I...don't want to hurt you anymore..." I whispered.
He looked up a little. I saw his eyes. They were cold. So cold that it could freeze running water. He never looked at me like that before.
...
"I'm sorry," I whispered again. "I won't bother you anymore...ever again..."
I stood up slowly and started to walk out the door.
"Is that all?"
...
I stopped. His voice was so cold that I froze. I turned back to see his angry eyes.
"W-What?"
"Is that all you have to say?" he asked again.
...
"What...do you mean?"
"After all that, you have nothing else to say to me? No explanation why you did it?"
...
"I was...weak. I couldn't do anything to help you..." I said quietly. I was in bed when I should have been helping him heal with his wounds. Why did I have to be born like this...?
...
"WEAK? FUCK!" he suddenly yelled. I stepped back, scared. He had never talked to me like this before. "HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO ME?! WHY DID YOU ACCEPT WHEN I ASKED YOU TO BE MY GIRLFRIEND?"
...
I opened my mouth to answer, but he cut me off.
"WHY IS IT THAT I HAVE TO PICK YOU?" he yelled. "WHY IS IT THAT THE GIRL I LOVE LIKES ANOTHER?! WHAT DID I FUCKING DO WRONG? WHY IS IT THAT YOU LIKE JIMIN AND NOT ME? HOW CAN YOU PICK HIM?"
He turned his back on me. I could hear him crying.
...
Jimin...? What was he talking about...? I...like Jimin?
"Oppa..." I said, slowly walking to him. "What are you saying? I don't understand."
"Don't act stupid Jieun," he said turning towards me again.
"Are you mad because...?"
"Why do you always have to fucking make it hard for me?!" he yelled. "You heard what I said. I've never fought with Jimin for anything. What he wanted, he always got. He wanted to be in basketball, fine, I gave that to him. He wanted his popularity, fine, he got that. I didn't care. He wanted to fight, he got that. He rose in everything the first year he was here. Why? Because I never fought for it. But when it came to you, I fought. I couldn't let him have you because I love you too much."
...
"You...love me?" I asked, shocked.
"Yes Jieun, I love you," he said, this time a bit more quietly. "You better leave."
He turned his back on me again.
"Oppa..."
He didn't answer me.
"Oppa..." I said, pulling on his shirt. I forced him to look at me.
"Whatever you have to say, hurry up. I don't want to see you again."
I swallowed.
"I...don't know how to say this. I...never cheated on you...if that's what you think..." I whispered. "Jimin...he's my brother...do you see?"
His eyes flashed.
"What do you mean? He can't be your brother. You two are in the same year."
"We...are adopted. Appa adopted three of us, me, Jimin, and Inna first, and then Arin later. We grew up loving each other as siblings. Jimin...he's a little overprotective of me because I have a weak heart..."
...
He stared at me.
"He's...you're brother?"
"I have always been weaker than everyone else in my family," I said quietly. "Jimin and Appa all have to take care of me..."
Jungkook was looking down at the floor. I couldn't tell what he was thinking of. Was he still mad? I wasn't sure...
"Oppa...?"
Then suddenly, out of nowhere, he grabbed me and hugged me tightly.
...
......
...
"Don't leave me again...don't..." he whispered. He was hugging me a little too tightly that it was cutting off my breath. But I hugged him back lightly.
"I won't..." I whispered back. "I won't..."
We were both crying. I never thought it would get this bad. How could this situation get like this? Why was it like this?
It shouldn't have been...
Jungkook held me tightly for a long time until we could cry no more.
He let go of me and stepped back. He wiped my tears with his sleeve.
"Don't cry anymore," he muttered. "I hate to see you cry."
I nodded and tried my best to stop. I sniffed a couple of time.
He looked at me...
"I love you..."
"I love you too..."
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