Hidden Embers: A Tale of Unspoken Love || JJK

Part : 17

"Just stop with your bullsh*t, Y/n!"

"You call all this a bullsh*t,  Jungkook?"

"It feels like I'm just being foolish by staying with you despite everything."

"What's stopping you then, Y/n? Just leave me forever."

"He didn't love me, God. He doesn't love me."

"I love you, Y/n. I love you so much, probably more than anyone or anything else."

"So, finally my last words to you: good-bye, Jungkook."

"Y/n!"

"I love you, Jungkook. I always did."

"Please don't leave me, Y/n. Please..."

"Please come back to me."

"Mom, please don't leave me, Mom. Please come back to me."

Jungkook jolted awake, his body drenched in sweat, his heart racing like a wild horse. The words he heard in his dream still echoed in his mind, haunting him with their intensity. Outside, a raging thunderstorm painted the room with flashes of light, and the howling wind made the curtains dance wildly.

Sitting up in bed, he tried to calm his breathing, but the memories of those words lingered, refusing to fade away. The storm outside seemed to mirror the chaos within him, as he grappled with the echoes of lost love and the fear of abandonment. Sweat trickled down his brow as he wrestled with his emotions in the dimly lit room.

His mind struggled to make sense of what was happening or happened around him, his body trembling uncontrollably. Tears streamed down his cheeks, leaving behind dried tracks. He quickly turned on the night lamp and saw the surrounding around him.

As Jungkook sat there, trying to make sense of his thoughts amidst the chaos, memories flooded his mind like shards of glass. Past events flashed before his eyes, blending with the present and leaving him feeling overwhelmed. He clutched the sheets tightly, seeking comfort in their familiar texture, but finding none as his mind raced with conflicting emotions. The stormy rain outside mirrored the storm of emotions he felt inside, each lightning flash casting eerie shadows across the walls of his room.

Despite the intense heat and the continuous heavy rain, Jungkook couldn't shake off the chill that crept down his spine. The room seemed to close in around him, the air heavy with tension and uncertainty. He longed for clarity, for understanding from the flood of emotions threatening to engulf him.

Breathing heavily, Jungkook whispered, "Y/n," as he quickly left his bed and rushed out of the room, swiftly opening the main gate of his house. Ignoring the weather outside, he ventured out into the rain, looking around frantically.

His clothes became soaked, but he paid no attention. Yet, there was nothing to be found. He was so scared that he didn't even know what he was doing or why.

As Jungkook stood there in the downpour, he slowly looked upward, his heart pounded with a mixture of dread and confusion. The raindrops fell relentlessly around him, mingling with his own tears, as he searched desperately for any sign of Y/n. Each passing moment only deepened his sense of unease, making the overwhelming silence that surrounded him even louder.

He wiped the rain from his face, trying to steady his breathing amidst the  confusion of emotions raging within him. Every corner of his mind screamed for answers, yet all he found was emptiness.

Returning home, his steps heavy with disappointment and fear, Jungkook ascended the stairs to Y/n's room, clinging to the hope that she would somehow be there. But as he reached her door, reality crashed down upon him like a wave. She was nowhere to be found.

"Y/n!" He called out her name, but received no response, only the continuous roar of the thunderstorm. Panic surged through him, his heart racing so fast he could feel it pounding throughout his entire body. Descending the stairs, he headed straight for the kitchen, hoping to find her there, cooking for him as she always did.

Upon entering the kitchen, he was met with silence. Everything was in its place, untouched. The dinner table remained set as before, the crockery neatly arranged. His anxiety mounted as he began to assume about her whereabouts.

Unwillingly, Jungkook couldn't help but consider the possibility that she might be on the rooftop. He whispered the thought aloud as he quickly made his way upstairs, his mind filled with the dread of the worst possible outcome. Running as fast as he could, he was determined not to let anything happen again.

Running hurriedly, Jungkook finally reached the rooftop. As he arrived, he noticed that the door was closed, indicating that Y/n wasn't there. A wave of relief washed over him, his breathing returning to normal. But his relief was short-lived as panic set in once again, wondering where she could be at this hour. His mind raced, clouded by fear and uncertainty, making the situation feel even more  worse.

Running back downstairs, his mind consumed by fear and desperation. Tears blurred his vision as he raced down the stairs, each step echoing with the fervent prayers for her safety.

"Please be safe, Y/n, please..." he whispered hoarsely, his voice barely audible over the thudding of his own heartbeat.  Fear of abandonment again taking over him. His feet carried him to Y/n's room, a sanctuary of memories and longing. Lost in a fog of sorrow, he was suddenly startled by a familiar voice that broke the silence and brought him comfort.

"Jungkook."

The sound of her voice was a melody that soothed his restless soul, bringing him peace in the midst of disarray. With tear-filled eyes, he lifted his gaze to meet hers, his heart throbbing with joy at the sight of her standing before him. There she was, Y/n, his ray of hope amidst the storm of his despair.

The person he had desperately wanted to see, the one he had begged not to leave him and to come back. In that moment, everything else faded away, leaving only the overwhelming rush of love and relief that washed over him like a tidal wave. She didn't left him. She didn't left him like his mother.

She stood there, wearing a mix of confusion and concern on her face, her gaze piercing through the darkness. Jungkook's state struck her as he breathed heavily, his eyes bloodshot and tears streaming down his cheeks.

Y/n struggled to see him clearly in the dim light of the thunderstorm, with only the sound of rain as background music. In that fleeting moment, Jungkook realized the truth – that everything he had endured was nothing but a haunting nightmare.

From the bitter argument they had to the heart-wrenching image of her leaving him behind, it was all a creation of his tortured imagination. And now, here she was, standing before him, safe and sound.

Without a moment's hesitation, Jungkook whispered her name, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips despite the tears still flowing from his eyes.

"Y/n..." he uttered softly before rushing to her, wrapping her in a tight embrace, causing her to gasp. It was the first time he had ever hugged her, the first time he felt her warmth surrounding him. He could feel her heartbeat, he sensed her each heartbeat deeply, reassuring him that she was right there with him, alive.