My Last Days of Silence | J.JK

16: Goodnight

1 day left.

It was a regular Tuesday for most people in Seoul. It was around noon and the sun was shining as it had done all week so far. It made the streets more busy as people decided to go for a walk instead of staying home. Even some people at work chose to spend their lunch break on finding a bench outside to sit on and enjoy the mid-spring weather.

Jungkook had late lessons today.

While others had been up for hours, he had only just woken up when the clock struck a little past 12.

He loved sleeping in, but if he had to choose, he'd rather have morning and early afternoon lessons than the evening ones. Most of his friends were either in school or at work at this hour, which resulted in him feeling quite lonely as he woke up to an empty apartment and no message replies.

But lately there had always been one person he could count on. A person that weirdly enough had had a lot of free time and much less classes than usually. She'd blamed it on that she wanted more time for other things, such as live a normal and less stressful everyday life. He never questioned it.

And that person was me.

Jungkook had never looked much into nor pried about why I was having online classes. He was just happy that I was more available and easier to find time to hang out with.

But today, he felt he couldn't just make a simple call like he used to.

He hadn't seen me since two days ago.

That wasn't too unusual.

We hadn't texted nor called.

That was unusual.

We separated that Sunday on a quite bad note. Jungkook could see the disappointment in my eyes, but still he didn't understand.

We can just hang another day.

Why was she so upset about it?

She has never cared for flowers. She's never cared for doing such spontaneous things. Why does she have so many things she wants to do? And why did she get so upset I couldn't do it this once?

Jungkook felt bitter that I didn't text him.

It was me who overreacted. Why would I not text him for almost two full days?

Jungkook had other plans that day. It wasn't like he was rejecting me. He even said we could hang another day. Was he supposed to always drop everything he was doing to spend time with me? Was his world supposed to revolve around me?

Today he woke up feeling even more annoyed.

Why the fuck was I so stubborn?

Why wouldn't I just give him a single call or at least a simple text?

I didn't do anything wrong, right?

Jungkook shook his head and grabbed his phone to check if any notifications had arrived. A few had, but none were from me.

He went to contacts and pressed my contact. He looked at it for a few minutes.

Do I really have to?

Despite the fact that he believed I had been overreacting, Jungkook felt like he also was slightly at fault for acting out about such a stupid thing. He felt like he was wrong for that. But he knew I was not telling him something. It frustrated him.

He'd felt like that for a while now.

There was something I wasn't telling him. He saw right through my eyes. I was keeping something to myself. My eyes were disclosing and I was easy to decipher. There were words I kept ceiled behind my lips and feelings I shielded with my smile. And that was why he had reacted a little off. He knew I was keeping a secret. That was why he had grown slightly agitated. But he apologized rather quickly afterwards. He couldn't be mad at me for long, that being even a few minutes. I would tell him when the time was right, he thought.