Bunny - The Tragedy || A Jeon Jungkook Fanfiction ||

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( I'm writing her, instead of you today. Pls pls pls.)

~ Author's POV ~

Coffee brown pair of doe eyes fluttered open to find them teleported in Shijin's apartment which was darker than the midnight. Jungkook's chest was pushed back so now they were nearer to the window. The moonlight cascaded down her alluring form, obsidian eyes stared back at him with fierceness.

She sucked in a breath before bursting out on him. " WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING?!" She yelled. Doe eyes gawked into the depths of her eyes, forcefully pulling himself back from getting lost in them. He pursed his lips, unable to get what he did.

Shijin's mind was fucked up, looking at his clueless face, her anger just fueled to the level that she just wanted to straight away slap his face hard enough to remind him that he has a task do.

To bridge gap in between them. But what did he do?

" What did I do, shijinsh-"

' SLAP '

" DON'T CALL ME THAT!!! "

Jungkook's face jerked to his right, feeling his cheeks sting with a slight pain. His heart beats fastened thinking of the negative perspective. What if she's disappointed in him again? He was sure of one thing,
That never in a billion years he could afford to let go of her. He can't.

He looked at her, speechless, waiting for her to give a little context of his mistakes so he could beg on his for forgiveness.

She stepped in further and his fist clenched, looking at her from so close.

" What are we jungkook ?"

Pitch black almond eyes pierced holes through his. He looked back and forth between them. The question caught him off guard.
He looked looked down, unable to answer.

Shijin's breath turned irregular and her nose flared a little. Cheeks turning red in rage. She abruptly grabbed his collar.

" You say you love me but failed to express it!"

" I gave you a second chance but you failed to make use of it!"

" I told you to take it slow but you ain't even ready to start!"

" You made no efforts, jungkook!"

He bit his inner cheek gawking at her speechless. He had no answers.
He failed to meet her expectations.

How should he tell her that the food he cooked wasn't by magic but love.

His nights that he spent sleepless, weren't in his bed but near hers, when he secretly admired her sleeping face, sitting on the floor .

How should he explain his dilemma to think about everything that he did, whether it be to avoid touches, even friendly ones, or even to sit on the same couch. All of it just to make sure that she's comfortable and feeling safe around him.

How should he tell her that his self control is betraying him every proceeding day, but he's willing to ignore it.

How can he tell her that it's painful for him to believe that she doesn't feel the same about him.

How should he explain that he did make moves, so many, but she failed to see them.

Jungkook's lashes elevated up. He couldn't think of anything. A pang in his chest. Everything she said was just constantly interrogating the legitimacy of his feelings. And he couldn't bear that.

" I'm sorry, but I still won't accept that I've stopped loving you."
He husked out, voice low and clear, eyes on hers.

Her fists clenched harder on his collar. A moment of silence before the destruction. Their hearts thumped together.