Still With you || A sequel to Boy with Luv

Chapter 3

Jungkook's pov

I had a recording session today. I hadn't slept last night. Our Christmas started off like this. I sighed as I walked into the heated office. Better, it was much better. My manager hyung handed me my coffee order. If Jia was here she would be doing this. I shook my head. I was the one to blame ofcourse.

"Good morning hyung" Yeonjun said to me as he rushed into an elevator. I smiled at that kid, he was late it seemed. We had won so many awards this year, my little brothers have debuted, their songs are a bop, I should be content with this, but I wasn't- the heart wants what it wants they had said. I believed it now.

Everything was a mess right now. The country was going to a temporary lockdown, our concerts were near to being cancelled. I just hoped atleast one thing goes right and I get to perform again.

I walked into the studio bowing to Rain PD nim. He was her uncle. She knew him, he had helped her in escaping, he knew what I had done to her and yet he kept a professional face on. I was re-recording for Black swan. It fit the mood I was in. Dull, lost, hopeless.

In the middle of the recording, PD nim got a phone call. I stopped singing and he went to get the call. I sighed as I drank up the second of coffee. It was the instant kind, the one I didn't like but it was what I had at handy. It was sweet, sweeter than I would've liked. I opened my phone and dialled that number. I had snuck into Jimin hyung's phone after getting to know that he had her number.

It was 7 in the morning, hoping she would pick up I placed the phone in between my ear and shoulder as I took off my jacket. I wished this Christmas would grant me my wish and I could hear her voice just once.

But noone picked up. I almost screamed in despair but held it all together. Maybe she purposely didn't pick up? She had my number , maybe she saw my name and didn't pick. After what I had said to her, I deserved it. I lightly slapped my thigh, angry at myself.

I should've read her letter. I should've been more attentive to her. Uggh! I felt so frustrated right now. A heavy weight settled on my chest, I rubbed my chest slightly, the pain building up.

"Jungkook, let's cont- are you ok?" I looked at PD nim and nodded, dejected at the declined phone call.

I sighed, putting all the emotions in my singing. It hurt, everything hurt.

"Good job. Perfect" I sighed. We have already finished 2 hours of recording? Why was there not enough time?

The one thing I hated was hurting an innocent or someone close to me, I had done both of them. Why did I do that? Why had I been so stupid? Feeling lowkey angry and guilty I went into the practice studio, stretching out my muscles.

Jimin hyung was the next one to enter the studio, he greeted and I greeted him back. The trait followed until Tae hyung he didn't look at me, he didn't hug me like he usually did. He had been doing since that day.

We were starting with On since it was the hardest. I sighed. My red highlights were slowly dulling back to black. I didn't want it to go red again. I just wanted it like that.

The long day of practice made me tired and hungry as we piled up in our van. When we reached home, there wasn't a tiny figure swaying her hips to slow music. There was no smell of home made food. The table was in the process of being set up, the food on the stove. Jia-Sia would be ready, dancing softly to music while filling the jug of water or just folding our clothes. I missed her terribly.

There was a large feast today. Did Christmas mean only eating? I missed my love, my mother, even my stupid brother. This was taking a toll on me, I felt like not eating so I started walking to my room.

"Jungkook" I halted at the tone of Namjoon hyung's voice. It was leader like, like RM not my Rap Mon hyung.

"Eat" I gulped. Refusing him now would be giving an invite to an hour long lecture and that glare. I didn't want it and so I agreed.

"Kookie" My chopsticks halted in mid air. Why was I hearing her voice?

Was my mind playing some kind of tricks?

"Yeah, Sia-iee. Kookie is here" I looked to see V hyung talking on my phone. Wait my phone? The phone wasn't on speaker, her voice was very faint but I had heard, how could I not.

Was that Jia, no, Sia, Sia was calling me? I jumped off my seat to get the phone. 

Finally. 

She must have pitied me enough to give me a call back or she was just a nice person and wanted to put me out of my misery.

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