Seokjin: Why aren't you kissing me?
Jungkook: I want to make things right.
Seokjin: What's wrong with now?
Jungkook: Jin. I need to sort my feelings first.
Seokjin: Hahs. Should've known. What was I thinking?
Jungkook: Jin. Please, give me some time.
Seokjin: I need explanation. What's all this that you have been doing? Do I mean anything to you?
Jungkook: You meant a lot to me Jin. I like you. I really do.
Seokjin: Then what's holding you back? Make me understand.
Jungkook: I'm afraid of losing you. But I...
Seokjin: I get it now. I'm for your convenience. Like a trophy guy, who just stays behind while you continue doing your thing.
Jungkook: Jin. It's not that.
Seokjin: Jungkook. I can't wear this anymore.
Jungkook: No. Take it. It's a gift.
Seokjin: I'll just leave this here. It's up to you. Anyway, thanks for the food.
Jungkook: You're leaving, already?
Seokjin: Is there a reason for me to stay?
Jungkook: ...
Seokjin: I doubt so. Bye.
Seokjin went to his room. There were no tears left to even cry. He felt embarrassed being rejected again even when he was being upfront of his feelings. The room felt exceptionally empty even when his friends are all here with him in Busan. He just felt alone and out of place, truly.
Jungkook was still sitting on the edge of his bed staring at the balcony, contemplating of his decision. His daze was interrupted by the persistent sound of the bell. It was only then he realised the sun has already set. He stood up and opens the door, only to be welcomed by a sudden punch from Ian.
Jungkook: What the fuck was that?
Ian: I gave you a fucking chance. Fuck!
Jungkook: What are you talking about?
Ian: Listen kiddo. You don't deserve Jin.
Jungkook: Who are you to say that?
Ian: Sure. Then where's Jin? Tell me?
Jungkook: He's in his room. His room is next door.
Ian: Go to the room then. There's fucking no one, cause Jin had checked out.
Jungkook: What?? He was just here a few hours ago.
Ian: Shit happened a few hours ago.
Jungkook: Stop shitting on me. What's your issue?
Ian: Explain this message.
Jungkook: Jin telling he got on call duty and have to return back to camp. Well, things happened. Military shit happens.
Ian: I do know that. Except shit in camp didn't happen.
Jungkook: How do you know?
Ian: Well, for once I do truly care about Jin. That I even got to know of his circle of friends in camp. None of his friends mentioned of any emergency drill. And his vacation supposed to end in 2 days. You know what. Talking to you is a waste of time. You're just a mistake.
Jungkook: I know you're mad. But calling me a mistake is uncalled for. You don't know me.
Ian: You're right. I'm wrong. You're the fucking mistake that I've ever made.
Jungkook: ...
Ian: Why do you think Jin appeared in your room? Anyway you're just a kid, who is just sad the favourite toy is being taken by someone else. You don't love him. You just want him.
Jungkook: No. I love him. I love him very much. I'm... going!! I'll bring him back!! Move!
Ian: No. You're not going to mess this up. Jin needs space and you need to respect that.
Jungkook: Shit. I've fucked up again.
Ian: You. This is your last chance. If you fuck it up again, I'll fucking leave a scar on your face.
Just as Ian left the room, he received a message from Seokjin.
Seokjin: "Hyung~ My emergency drill got canceled. So I'm heading off somewhere till my vacation ends. Sorry Hyung, situation change. I hope you will take the next two days to truly immerse on the nice things you've been wanting to do in Busan. Oh! The company knew of my current number so they have been flooding my messages. Apologies in advanced if I didn't reply your message. Take care Hyung and see ya around."
Ian: "Hope everything goes well for you. Take care, Jinnie-ah"
The night has since passed, yet there was no return reply from Seokjin.
