Mr Player//BTS FF

Chapter 78

Jimin exited his flight, saying goodbye to Namjoon and his flight attendant girlfriend, whom he had been waiting to board together after all the passengers had disembarked.

"I hope you get well soon Jimin. We've missed you." Fumiko told him as the three of them were now off the track and into the hallway.

"I'm just glad you came back here and you'll have your girlfriend looking after you. I was worried about you, alone in this health state in Tokyo." Namjoon looked at him, his gaze showing that he still had no idea why he had gone to Tokyo, to begin with, while sick.

He himself had imagined from his face that day that he attended his flight to leave that he must have had some serious fight with his girlfriend and even now he could tell that Jimin wasn't on his normal behaviour but he just hoped that now that he was here he could patch things up and find again his smile.

"Thanks for caring guys, I appreciate it. And Fumiko... Say sorry to your sister for me when you talk to her. I might have been a little snappy about something." Fumiko though she didn't understand what Jimin was talking about, nodded her head intending to ask her sister, Ayame if something had happened between them.

The three of them went on to some small talk about incidents on their recent flights which brought laughter between the work partners as they reached the check-in and Jimin went through first.

He looked at his cell phone expecting to find a message from you who had told him that you would update him when you were to reach the airport, but it seems you had forgotten since you hadn't sent him anything.

"Hyung I'm going, see you later. Fumiko, don't tire him too much at home." He let out a playful comment before walking away, hearing her yelling his name along with a loud gasp behind his back which made him smile a little.

He walked further, intending to go get his belongings, but as he approached the escalators, his steps stopped for a moment, seeing you curled up in a corner near the stairs, all the passers-by glaring at you once or twice before they would go on their ways.

And he himself wouldn't have recognized you if it weren't for your clothes, which he was well acquainted with.

Now with quick steps, he approached you, worried a little about your behaviour. "Y/N" He called as soon as he got close enough to you and you raised your head sharply, giving him a horrified look.

"What happened?" He asked, now noticing your trembling body and as you grabbed onto him and hugged him tightly, making him instantly understand that something serious must have happened to upset you enough to cling onto him so desperately.

You weren't one to initiate physical contact for nothing and basically, the only reason you usually did it was at moments of absolute panic or out of fear. You needed a reassurance and a person you knew by your side. It would be just enough if you could just don't feel alone with the thought of Luke's figure haunting your mind like every other time.

Your breaths had become a mess, your legs didn't feel able to hold your weight, and your mind did not work from the turmoil that his existence being so close to yours, had caused to you. Yet part of you was so grateful that he didn't see you and just walked by and left.

Why was he there though was still a thought that scared you, for if he had come for you, it would be the end of you. Your debt was now towards him and if he has come for his money then where the hell is where were you going to find it?

Panic had overwhelmed you but as Jimin held you in his embrace and whispered you some words to calm down, the panic began to subside and you finally got some control over your body and mind.

"Jimin? Oh my god, you're finally here. Are you okay? You're still hurting aren't you?" Your attention was all on him, as soon as his presence sunk in your mind and you seized this opportunity to escape the thought that was troubling you by deriving all your focus on him.

"Why are you worried about me? What happened to you Y/N? Why are you like this?" Jimin looked at you with two worried eyes but you just stood up and changed the conversation.

"Let's go get your suitcase. Your car is still in the parking lot, right? I came in a taxi." You walked over without waiting for him and Jimin watched you walk away briefly before he followed, not intending to leave the subject at that. You had helped him so much and were still helping him, how could he ignore this while you were clearly in a bad situation?

So he followed after you, keeping in mind that as soon as you were to get home and have you in a more comfortable space, he would bring up this matter and try to deal with it.  Whether you want it or not.

---Time skip---

Jungkook had arrived at his office even though it was too late at night and the sun wasn't close to rising yet. He just didn't want to go home, everything was calling her name in there.

He had left the lights off, as it was not the darkness that bothered him, but himself and his thoughts. He knew well that he was wrong. He knew well that what he did to Seon was unacceptable. Using her like this, playing with her memory just to get what he wanted. Her love.

He knew it was wrong from the start but it felt so good when she was reciprocating his feelings. When she told him she loved him, and when she longed for his touch on her body. When Seon felt exactly what he wanted her to feel. It was crazy and he knew it. But that doesn't erase his feelings for her.

It was the first time in his life that he had loved someone in such a way. So much so that there was no logic and morals to keep him from making her his. Yet now everything had collapsed and with them, he had collapsed as well.

He reached out and opened his desk shelf, inside a small safe he entered the code and pulled out a white container with pills. He looked at it as he turned them around on his fingers. Those were the pills that made his then-impossible love possible. They were the pills that brought him to a wedding day with her and many days of happiness that without them he may never have seen with her.

That means everything I ever had with her was a lie, right?

He thought as his gaze softened into a very hurt expression.

If it was a lie, why is it hurting me so much?

His eyes closed as he felt his heart tighten. No matter how wrong he had been, no matter how much of a lie he had set up. No matter how crazy his love was. It was big and real to him.

Seon, my love. I'm sorry for everything. I'm so sorry. I would do anything but no matter what I do, and even if I could go back in time, you would still want someone who isn't me! It is unfair. So, so unfair.

His hand tightened on the box until it crumpled under his persuasive grip, his eyes closed tight now letting silent tears roll and fall onto his desk, unseen. Alone in the dark. As he felt inside.

---To be continued...