In my arms | J.Jk FF |✔

chapter 16

Its now been two years since all these events. Y/N is now 23 and jungkook is 20 A couple months ago sadly Miss.kim passed away. It had s big impact on both y/n and jungkook. It took them a while to the get over the news and not having her around. To thus far they still weren't completely over it and sometimes y/n would find jungkook crying from time to time over how much he missed his eomma.

But what could she do. It's natural so she didn't try to tell him not to cry. She just stayed by him and gave him comfort when needed. To this day y/n still hadn't opened up to jungkook about all the things that bother her and cause her to have the bad habit she does which is smoking to relieve the stress on her mind and its starting to get to her.

Today seems to be one of those days where she really thinking about things tho.

Y/N'S POV

It's Night time and jungkook has just gone to sleep. Eommas death did stuff to us, while I like to pretend shit doesn't bother me this really does and u don't mmow how long I can keep up with the pretending game. It's so draining to put up with having to fake being fine with everything.

I'm happy with my life the way it is yeah. I have jungkook and I'm able to give us a lavish life. But as the saying goes money doesn't bring happiness and one of my biggest source of happiness before and even after jungkook was eomma.

Now I'm here at the living room balcony where me and eomma always used to hang out doing what. The thing I always promised her I'd stop but never could, smoking. It's hard to cut out what gives u relief. I could easily tell jungkook about my problems and take his comfort but me being the hard head I am refuses to let anyone know about my feelings and thoughts.

Taking another pull of the toxic substance in my possession I lean my head back on the couch where I sat as my eyes teared up and I tried to fight them back. Its funny how you'd always see me helping others but I  can't help myself.

While deep in my thoughts as I continuously took pulls from the cigarette between my fingers I didn't manage to hear the approaching foot steps from inside.

I only snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a soft. "Babe". I didn't even bother to try to hide the fact that I was smoking at that point. "Go back to sleep jungkook". I didn't even look at him. I didn't have the courage to, nor was I in the mood to listen to him cause I knew he was gonna start ranting about the smoking.

"Babe are u smoking"? I threw the remainder of the cigar into the ashtray " I said go back to sleep jungkook". "No answer my question are u smoking". Now I looked at him "Yes what about it, I'm an adult I can do what u want". "But why..it's not good for u". "Alot of things aren't good but we still do them so your point was".

Then I saw him starting to tear up. That's when I realized I was being rough with him for no reason. I face palm myself. "Ah fuck, what am I doing". I cursed at myself. "I got up and started walking to him. "Baby, I'm sorr-". "Shut up I don't wanna hear it". "First you're smoking and then had the audacity to talk to me like that when I'm just being concerned. I know I'm soft but not stupid. Why y/n, how long have u been doing this".

I sigh. "Baby I know I'm wrong for that and I'm sorry bu-". "I said shut up I don't want to hear it". "The only thing I want to hear is why you're smoking". "Just as u said you're an adult right? Well them I'm sure if I know this you'll know too that it's bad so why"?

He really wasn't gonna let this down, huh. "Fine fine, I only smoke to relieve stress that's all. Happy now". "Stress? From what arebu stressed out". "Jungkook enough with the questions please. I answered you as to why I'm not saying anything else".

I turned around to walk back to the couch but he stopped me by grabbing my arm."Yes u will say more. What are u so stressed about huh". "Enough jungkook, go back to sle-". "NO". "Oh jeez why are u so stubborn. Fine wanna know, I'm stressed about everything. I dont tell people about NY problems. I keep them all to myself."

"The one person i used to talk to which is eomma is now gone and everything is getting to my head. I smoke to help with that, I didn't do any of that by choice, I didn't start smoking by choice, I didn't keep my problems to myself by choice and I didn't talk to u like that by choice. I know I'm wrong but what was I supposed to do".

"You've already dealt with alot in your life so far and youre also dealing with nit having eomma hear how was I supposed to even think if telling u anything".

It was clearly shown he was speechless.