A quiet evening walking through town unexpectedly turns into a dramatic incident that turns Jungkook's life upside down.
Amnesiac, unnamed and untamed girl finds her way into the young man's heart.
However with a dark past catching up to them, coun...
♡♡"I pull you in to feel your heartbeat Can you hear me screaming "Please don't leave me!" Hold on, I still want you Come back, I still need you Let me take your hand, I'll make it right I swear to love you all my life Hold on, I still need you"♡♡
Hold on Chord Overstreet
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"Jungkook come on"she insisted weakly, having trouble swallowing the lump in her throat.
The pool of tears in her eyes gave in as they rolled down her face and a sob escaped her mouth despite her hand clamped against her lips.
"I-... Jungkook please"her voice broke, merely a whisper. "You can't-"she swallowed and her hand bawled on the fabric of his shirt.
"You can't do this, you can't stop breathing, you can't close your eyes you can't-"she sucked in a heavy breath and let go of the sobs mounting up her throat and clamping it. "You just can't, okay? You hear me?"
The young man seemed to stare into the void, his eyes veiled and dark, as blood oozed from the wound in his chest.
Panic started to emerge in her heart as she found her body shaking uncontrollably.
Sobbing and begging, her hand reached for the wound, suddenly applying pressure as she whirled her head around.
"Jimina, we need to- you have to call an ambulance, you should- I'm not-"
Hyperventilating on her words the young woman let out a broken sob, completely panicked as her other hand tried to shake Jungkook awake.
"Hey Jungkook wake up! JUNGKOOK YOU HAVE TO WAKE UP!!! PLEASE!!"she sobbed hysterically as Jimin cried in silence beside her, trying to get in contact with an ambulance.
This was everything she'd tried to avoid. Jungkook... her father... and she lost it all.
It couldn't be.
Yuri rested Jungkook's head on her lap, caressing his forehead and trying to keep him together against her, blood staining her hands and his face but none of that mattered.
What mattered was that she could keep her Jungkook as close to her as possible.
She'd given everything to him and so had he. The love they shared now bled in their hearts like a burning flame, consuming her mind and sanity.
She pressed her forehead against his whispering soft words to him, telling him how much he mattered to her, telling him to stay with her, telling him everything she hadn't told him enough.
