Fight for You | JJK

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"So," Namjoon leans forward, close to you as you peer out the window of the plane. "Are we still mad at him? Forgetting him? Forgiving him? Trying to make him jealous?"

You snort at your bodyguard and his myriad of options and turn to him. "We?"

"Yes. We. I'm loyal to you," he furrows his brows.

"I thought Jungkook's your guy?"

"Yeah, before he broke your heart again," Namjoon says. "It's been kinda crappy not hearing you laugh and be your usual bratty self the past weeks, you know?"

You stick out your tongue. "I know. I miss myself too. And him," you sigh. "I really miss him, Namjoon."

"I know." He pats your head. "So forgetting and making him jealous are out of the question."

You nod and giggle. "We're going there to think."

He doesn't miss the quick faltering of your smile and the way you almost force yourself to look okay, to convince yourself that it's going to work out.

"I just want him to choose me, you know?" You say as you look out the window again. "I want him to choose me even when he's scared or worried or unsure. Because I'll always choose him. But I also can't help but think how selfish that is."

"It isn't. I mean, it's all you can really ask from someone, right?" Namjoon responds. "But I get where Jungkook is coming from. I've spent enough time with him to know that there are many things he needs to unlearn. Even if he knows what makes him happy, choosing it isn't always the easiest thing."

**

You're thankful for the warmer than usual weather today that's allowed you to bask in the feel of the sea enveloping you and your aching heart.

The water is still cold, though but you'd sucked it up and let yourself get used to it the deeper you went. You just like being here, looking out to the vastness of it all and enjoying the weightless feeling when you're floating, keeping your mind at ease, allowing you to just be.

With your arms spread out, you let the water carry you. The sky is pretty today, and you remember all the times you told Jungkook that it was, with him always wondering why it mattered. The breeze sends chills through you and you let the warmth within you battle the cold until you feel some semblance of balance.

You know that this is what you need. Being here won't magically make Jungkook let go of whatever's holding him back and choose you, but it should be enough to let your thoughts be suspended for a while, let time pass so you could maybe miss him less. Because you know, even if you tried, you can't ever love him less.

You close your eyes and with half your head in the water, you hear that familiar hollowness - all the other sounds fade away; there's nothing but the waves, softly carrying you and you feel liberated like this.

You used to imagine the mermaids calling out to you when you were younger, your then innocent mind pretending you could hear their enchanting voices, singing your name.

As a grown up, you know that just lives in your head. They're not actually calling out to you, so the repeated cries of your name that are getting louder - closer and closer - are clearly just in your imagination.

But apparently they aren't, you learn, as you get on your feet and face the person whose familiar voice is calling for you.

"Jungkook?" You mumble, unbelieving of the soaked sweatshirt-clad man in front of you. "Why are you here?"

"Because I love you," he replies, lips quivering from the cold.

The words are bittersweet, causing a pang in your chest.