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You take up Yoongi's offer of a listening ear on Saturday, the day after your last day at the company. You spent last night wallowing in sadness over not being able to see Jungkook during your farewell dinner and in regret for not telling him what you wanted to say - that you were thankful, that you wished the Arts Center would be everything he imagined it would be, and that hopefully, you'll see him again.
Maybe if he showed up, you would've said more - that you're terrified of everything he makes you feel, that you're too burdened by your past, and that you want him even if you don't know if you're ready to be with him.
You spent much of today convincing yourself that it was better that you didn't see him, even if you kept imagining his shy smile and the feel of his lips against yours, and then you got frustrated all over again.
With all that's going on in your head, you figured that spending dinner on your own today would make you feel more sorry for yourself, so you're currently seated in front of Yoongi with your wonton soup barely touched while he's just slurped the remaining noodles of his.
"Your soup's getting cold," he nudges your foot as you mindlessly gaze at your bowl. "It's not gonna eat itself."
"Apparently, I don't eat much when I'm sad," you sigh, turning to him.
"Well, that sucks. It's really good soup," he hums.
Yoongi looks at you patiently just as he has for the past half hour. You told him you wanted to eat out, and he agreed immediately, even offering to drive you home after. But you haven't said much since you arrived at the restaurant and he hasn't forced you to say anything either.
"I'm sorry for not being a fun dinner partner tonight," you say.
"It's okay. When I told you the other week to call me if you wanted to talk, I didn't expect you to actually talk," he chuckles. "I know sometimes you just need someone to be with. And there's nothing wrong with that. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to."
"It's not that I don't want to. Like I said, it's complicated," you reply. "I can't even figure myself out."
"It's only complicated if you make it," he counters. "Human beings are complex, yes. But feelings of desire aren't. They're quite straightforward. You want something and that should tell you everything. It's pride and fear that complicate things. If you set those aside, then you'll be able to figure out what you really feel."
"What if they contradict each other?"
"The push and pull isn't always equal though. One overpowers the other in some way. So you're either more happy about leaving or more sad about it. And then ask yourself why."
"I'm sad about leaving Jungkook," you admit. "I don't regret my decision but it doesn't make me happy right now."
"And why doesn't it make you happy?"
"Because it hurt him. And then it hurt me."
"Why did it hurt the both of you?"
"I don't know about him," you pout.
"Then what about you? Why did it hurt you?"
"Because he kept his distance - he replaced me, shut me out. And then he didn't show up to my farewell dinner."
"So what's painful about that?" Yoongi pushes, wanting to help you make sense of things.
"Because I want him close to me," you say quietly, letting the words sink in. You've always known this, but saying it to someone else somehow makes it feel more real this time. "I want him... with me."
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I Want You to Stay | Jungkook
FanfictionWorking for Jungkook isn't the same as working for Hoseok. For starters, Jungkook doesn't smile, he doesn't appreciate you, and he gives you too much work. It doesn't help that he's incredibly handsome and has women at his beck and call. But as the...