𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

32. Catching Cold

Alba's POV

You nodded, the weight of his words slowly sinking in. You felt exhausted, emotionally drained, but there was also a sense of relief. You had been holding everything inside for so long, and now, with Jimin's support, you felt a little less burdened.

His expression softened, and he gently squeezed your shoulders, his gaze never leaving yours. "Alba, happiness isn't something that just happens to us." he said softly. "It's something we have to fight for, even when it feels like the world is against us."

You looked down, your fake smile faltering. "I know, but... it feels like happiness doesn't want me." you murmured, your voice tinged with a deep sadness. "I never thought my best friend could say something like that to me. I thought she was the only one who never judged me, the only one who truly understood me."

You took a shaky breath, trying to keep your emotions in check, but the pain was too much. "I thought she was a gift in my life, someone God sent to help me through the tough times. But now... I feel like I was wrong. She was just another person who never really cared about me."

He reached out and gently caressed your cheek, his touch a soothing gesture. "Sometimes, people we care about can hurt us in unexpected ways." he said softly. "It doesn't mean they don't care. But it also doesn't mean you have to forgive them easily."

You shook your head. "But it hurt so much." you whispered, your voice breaking. "I feel like I'm always waiting for the other shoe to drop, for the people I care about to leave or hurt me."

He gently cupped your face in his hands, his touch tender and reassuring. "You're not the problem." he told you firmly. "The people who hurt you, who left you... They were the problem. You deserve better than that."

He paused, his thumbs gently wiping away a stray tear from your cheek. "But here's something important," he continued, his voice gentle yet firm. "You can't let the fear of being hurt again stop you from letting people in. From loving and being loved."

His hands still cradling your face. "You've been through a lot, and your heart has been broken too many times. But that doesn't mean you should close yourself off completely. You deserve to experience love, joy, and happiness. You deserve to be loved and valued for who you are."

His eyes searched your face, concern still etched in his features. He reached up and brushed a stray lock of hair away from your face, his touch tender. "You should rest," he suggested gently. "You've been through a lot tonight."

"Thank you," you whispered. "For being here, for listening."

Jimin smiled softly, his gaze gentle. "Of course," he replied. "I'll be here whenever you need someone to listen. You're not alone in this, okay?"

You nodded, the weight of his words slowly sinking in. You felt exhausted, emotionally drained, but there was also a sense of relief. You had been holding everything inside for so long, and now, with Jimin's support, you felt a little less burdened.

You suddenly sneezed, jolting you back to reality. You realized you were still in your uniform, with nothing warm to protect you from the chilly rooftop air.

Your eyes landed on Jimin, noticing for the first time that he was wearing a tailored suit. The dark fabric hugged his frame perfectly, accentuating his shoulders and slim waist. The suit was impeccably cut, the lapels sharp and the material high-quality, a testament to his status and taste.

As your gaze shifted down, you noticed the damp patch on his suit coat, where your tears had soaked through. Your eyes widened in embarrassment. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to ruin your suit." you exclaimed, your cheeks flushing.