Don't Leave Me.✅(JJK X Y/N X KTH)

Selfish

Y/n's pov

Jungkook, Taehyung, and I were seated at a café table. My eyes were red and puffy from crying. For the first five minutes, we sat in silence until I finally spoke up. "I'm sorry for shouting at you. I was rude," I whispered softly.

Taehyung smiled slightly and shook his head. "It's okay. You were letting out your pain. I don't mind."

"So, what actually happened that day?" Jungkook asked, resting his elbows on the table.

Taehyung exhaled sharply before replying. "I was really excited on graduation day. I had even planned something special for you that night, Y/N. But..."

"But what?" I prompted.

"But Kiara—"

"You mean the one you rejected twice?" Jungkook interrupted.

"Yes, that Kiara. She showed me something that was too much for me to handle. She had pictures of us having sex."

"What?!! How is that possible?! You never liked her!" I almost stood up in anger.

"I know, and I reacted the same way. But she told me it happened when I was drunk. Remember the fight we had? We didn't talk for almost a week?" I nodded, recalling the painful memory. 

"That's when it happened," Taehyung continued. "According to her, I got drunk that night and ended up in a one-night stand with her. She blackmailed me. She said I had to either leave you and become her boyfriend, or she would show you the pictures, which would break us apart. I knew you were sensitive and that either option would devastate you. I couldn't see you suffer because of my mistake. I felt trapped and saw only one way out—ending my life. So, I chose to jump from the terrace. But fate intervened, and I survived."

"Then who was the one getting buried?" Jungkook asked, confused.

"My brother saved me," Taehyung explained. "I fell into a deep depression and refused to talk or meet anyone. He thought it was best to let everyone believe I was dead. We moved to Australia, hoping I could start anew. But I couldn't find peace without you. So, I finally decided to return."

"I am really sorry. I was selfish. I acted stupid. Please give me another chance to prove myself? I promise to give you all the love and mend your injured heart. Please?" He looked through my soul. I was confused. What should I do? All these years I misjudged him. Can I love him like before? Can we be like those days? Can I forget and leave Jungkook? I looked at Jungkook who was quiet for almost last ten minutes. His eyes were glossy, tears threatening to fall any moment. He was scared and hurt. As I said earlier, he was emotionally weaker than Taehyung.

"Say something, Y/N," Taehyung's voice pulled me back to the present. "Please don't say 'no'. I won't be able to live without you. This time, luck might not favor my life."

My eyes widened at his words. I quickly placed my hand on his lips to stop him from speaking further. Not again. I can't see him die again. "Please don't. Not again. I need time. Can you wait? Jebal? (Please)" I needed to come to a conclusion that would be best for all three of us.

Taehyung nodded. "Okay. I will."

I excused myself and headed to the restroom. As soon as I closed the stall door, I felt weak. My hands were shaking, and my knees threatened to give out. Leaning against the door, I hyperventilated. The stress was overwhelming. Black spots danced in front of my eyes, and I thought I would faint. The nasty smell of the toilet made me gag.

Fortunately, after some time, I felt better. My legs regained their strength, and I got over the panic attack. I washed my face and composed myself before stepping out of the restroom.Suddenly, I was pinned against the wall. "I thought I needed to go inside. You were taking an eternity," Taehyung said in a husky voice.

"Taehyung, what are you—" He kissed my earlobe and then pecked my lips. I was frozen in place, my body stiffening at the sudden touch.

"Shut up! I missed you. I missed this feeling. I want you back, baby." Now, I felt completely uncomfortable. He had never been this desperate before. He knew I liked to take things slowly. He had changed so much.

"You said you would give me time," I gently pushed him away. He frowned but obeyed.

"Okay then. I should get going. See you later."

"Bye."

"Oh, by the way," he stopped in his tracks and turned around. "Give me your number so that we can text or call." I gave it to him, and then he left.

One more thing was suspicious. He didn't give much attention to Jungkook. As far as I knew, he loved Jungkook as much as he loved me. Did he feel nothing for Jungkook after seeing him again after so many years? Maybe I was wrong. They might have had their brotherly moment while I was crying in the car.

I put my thoughts aside and approached Jungkook, who was still sitting in the same position as before. He looked zoned out. I gently placed my hand on his shoulder. He jerked at my touch. "You okay?" I asked.

"Yes, I'm completely fine!" He quickly composed himself before standing up. "Shall we head home?" I nodded, and we drove back home.

I locked the main door of our apartment when I heard a sniffle. I turned around to see Jungkook crying. "Jungkook, what's wrong?" I asked, concerned.

He wiped his eyes quickly, trying to hide his tears. "It's nothing. I'm just overwhelmed by everything that's happened today."

I walked over and hugged him tightly. "It's okay to feel this way. We're both going through a lot."

Jungkook hugged me back, his shoulders shaking with silent sobs. "I'm just scared, Y/N. Everything is changing so fast, and I don't know what to do."

"We'll figure it out together," I reassured him. "We'll take it one step at a time."

"Y/N, I love you so much! But I also want to see you happy," Jungkook said between sobs. "I know you were never meant to be with me. You were always Taehyung's. It hurts so much to let you go, but I can't be selfish. I will cherish these beautiful, limited moments with you for the rest of my life. Don't think of me, Y/N. Just live your life! You've got your love back, cherish it—"

I stopped his rambling by locking my lips with his. He closed his eyes and melted into the kiss. Those warm lips were undeniably euphoric. "You talk too much. So, I needed to shut your radio player," I said once we broke the kiss.

"But—"

"Jeon Jungkook, I haven't broken up with you yet. So, officially, you are still my namjachingu (boyfriend). I asked Taehyung for time to make a decision that is best for all three of us. But at this very moment, I love you. Let me cherish this moment first. I might never get another chance."

"Y/N..." He gave me a bear hug and kissed me again, more passionately this time. I felt a wave of relief and warmth wash over me as we embraced. Despite the chaos and confusion of the situation, in this moment, everything felt right. Jungkook's arms around me were a sanctuary from the storm brewing outside.

"I don't want to lose you," he whispered into my hair. "But I also don't want to hold you back." His grip tightened around me. "Just promise me one thing."

"What is it?"

"Promise me that no matter what happens, we'll always be honest with each other."

"I promise," I said, looking into his eyes. "No matter what." We stood there in silence for a few moments, holding each other, both trying to draw strength and comfort from the embrace. The weight of the day's revelations and emotions hung heavily in the air, but in this small bubble of time, we were just two people in love, trying to make sense of the world.

Eventually, we pulled apart, our foreheads resting against each other. "Let's get some rest," Jungkook suggested softly.  

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Finally got time to upload this chapter. Life is so hectic now a days. Screw our education system!

Anyways, Take care and stay safe.

Jeongsri.