Nineteen - Twenty Seven || JJK || ✔️ [EDITED ✔️]

CHAP 11: Only you and me

DING DONG.........

As soon as she opened the door I threw my arms and hugged her tightly.

"It seems like your day went well." She whispers in my ear sending shivers down my spine. 

"You don't know how much I waited for this and how much I missed you baby." I said resting my chin on her shoulder.

I pressed my lips on her and she kisses back. "You said you wanted to share something." she said between the kisses. I didn't respond because I didn't want to ruin our kiss.

"J-jungkook!!" she said. 

"Yess." I replied without breaking the kiss.

"Let's eat first okay!" She said giggling in between the kiss. 

"I'm now." I replied deepening the kiss and bit her lower lip. She hissed in pain and pushed me while laughing.

"Let's eat first then will talk okay!!" She said her cheeks turning red and went to kitchen. I followed her and snakes my arms around her tiny waist.

"Baby you wont ever leave me okay!! no matter what, I can't live without you." I whispered. 

"No I'll not Jungkook, it seems you are disturbed about something, let's sit and talk about it." She said patting my head.

She serves the delicious food made by her on the table. The aroma of freshly baked bread and savory dishes filled the air, creating an ambiance that was both intimate and comforting. As we settled into our seats, I couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over me, a stark contrast to the turmoil that had been brewing inside.

"Eat it and tell me what is bothering you." She asked grabbing a bite from her plate.

I reached across the table and took her hand in mine, her touch instantly grounding me. She looked at me with those eyes—eyes that seemed to see straight into my soul, eyes that had become my safe haven. It was in that moment, under the warm glow of the candles and the soft murmur of background chatter, that I decided to bare my soul to her.

"Actually, I left my home and I have been living with Jimin and his grandmaa for the past few days now." I replied without making eye contact.

"Whaatt!! Why??" she asked being worried. 

"It's just I didn't feel safe there and that house doesn't feel like home anymore. My parents are always fighting and no matter what the problem is, it's always my fault. My dad said to leave and I left immediately."  I paused, searching for the right words, the courage to continue. "I've been feeling lost, like I'm adrift in a sea of uncertainty. It's as if the world is closing in on me, and no matter how hard I try, I can't seem to find my footing."

She squeezed my hand gently, urging me to go on. "It's not just the stress of school or the pressures of life. It's deeper than that. It's this overwhelming fear of failure, of not being enough. I worry that I'm not living up to my potential, that I'm letting everyone down. And more than anything, I'm terrified of losing you. Because if I lose you, I lose myself. You're my anchor, my reason for pushing through the dark days."

Tears welled up in my eyes, and I could see the concern etched across her face. But before I could say anything more, she reached across the table, placing her other hand on top of mine, enveloping me in a cocoon of warmth and understanding.

"Listen to me," she said, her voice steady and filled with unwavering conviction. "You are enough. You are more than enough. And it's okay to feel lost sometimes. Life is full of uncertainties, but that doesn't mean you're failing. It just means you're human. And as for losing me, that's not something you need to worry about. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. We're in this together, no matter what."