Later that night
Y/n PoV
My eyes are falling heavy with sleep but I force them to stay open, to stay glued to the window which I've chosen to leave open for him.
A part of me still believes he'll come back. I know he won't admit it but he needs me. I don't doubt that.
Okay But a part of me also knows he can be stubborn when it comes to letting someone take care of him.
As time passes on, I ready myself to cry to sleep.
But then I see him, gently stepping back inside, trying not to make a sound until he notices I'm awake.
"You came back" I immediately scutch over, and he sits.
"I needed some air." He mutters.
"Understandable. But I would have appreciated you telling me. I was really worried."
Scoffing, the boy begins to mess with his fingers. "I can look out for myself."
"Doesn't stop me from worrying."
Naturally I go to cuddle him, un-phased by how cold he is after being outside. "Thankyou for coming back though. I thought you'd left for good."
"Yeah well a part of me didn't wanna come back. Not if you were just gonna yell at me for what I did to Jin."
"I wouldn't have yelled."
He goes quiet.
"Don't get me wrong. I'm not happy that you've hurt my friend, but I wouldn't yell at you. However—."
"Can we just not talk about it." He interrupts me and I can hear in his voice that he's getting angry.
Sitting up I try to look at him, but the darkness of my bedroom makes it difficult to make out his features. "What happened when I left kooks? Did he say something to upset you?"
Nothing.
"I know you darling."
"You wouldn't have acted without reason. You're not a heartless monster, something must have scared you and that's okay, everyone gets scared sometimes. But attacking Jin was wrong, and we need to prevent it from happening again."
"If you open up to me I promise I'll try and help you. And believe it or not, you can be helped Jungkook I know you can—."
The sudden crashing of his lips against mine zaps my body to life, almost like every single nerve has been awoken and it now buzzing away, it tingles, it tickles, it feels amazing.
He climbs on top of me, pressing me back into the pillows. God I hate how easily I give into his kisses but I can't help it, they're just so, ugh! Every time he traps me like this I can feel my body melting into his, like I'm just falling in sync with his movements, it feels so natural. Kissing him is when everything starts to feel easy between us, there's no tension or stress, no caution of saying the wrong thing, it just works and I love it, I love kissing him because it just reminds me of how much I never wanna stop.
Suddenly, his lips rip away from mine, and I actually let out a soft whine from the loss of contact. He breathes heavily. We were going pretty intense.
"Why must you believe in me so much?" He suddenly asks.
I stare into his eyes, my mind empty with responses.
"It makes no sense to me. You. Make no sense to me."
"I attack your friend. I leave without caring how it might affect you. I'm such a burden and yet you actually want me around, but not because you want sex? You're so fucking confusing and yet it makes me like you even more."
