Rapscallion ll 18+

Chapter-16

Jungkook's breath caught in his throat as he hissed, snapping back to reality from the depths of his memories, Memories they had shared together. "I'm sorry," she whispered as her eyes filled with apology, her touch unintentionally pressed against his wound. But he simply shook his head, assuring her avoiding her gaze before he looked straight ahead, "It's fine."  His voice was steady and she nodded slowly with a shaky breath as she gathered her courage. With a deep inhale, she tied his arm securely. Her hands were trembling slightly. Then, with hesitant words, she spoke and there was vulnerability in her voice.

"I-". She paused, feeling the weight of the moment but closed her eyes, gathering her strength. She opened them again, she continued and spoke. "You need to turn towards me. I need to treat your head." Her words were filled with uncertainty, her hesitation was palpable. It wasn't just about treating someone, it was about facing someone who held a special place in her past. Her heart raced, pounding against her chest as Jungkook shifted closer fully facing her, he folded his thigh on the couch. "Is it okay?" he asked with a firm voice and face.

She nodded while her eyes darted everywhere but his, her emotions swirled within her. He couldn't help but smirk inwardly at her nervousness. It was her who had offered to help him and now she was facing a challenge to face him. With trembling hands, she slowly reached for his head and he held his breath feeling a surge of emotions wash over him as her tender touch connected them once more.

It transported him back to those days, when she would always be there to care for him after a fight. He fought the urge to grasp her, to ask her all the questions that burned within him. Instead, he clenched his fists tightly on his thighs trying to contain the intensity of his feelings.

Slowly her eyes trailed down and the time stopped for both of them as their eyes met. They were completely lost in each other, their surroundings faded into the background. Memories of their past love flooded their minds intertwining with the present moment.

As her palm caressed his cheek, a wave of tenderness washed over Jungkook, his heart skipped a beat. Her touch offered solace, as if she was trying to mend the fragments of his wounded heart. With a gentle tilt of her head, her lips formed a small smile. She blinked her eyes slowly. In that instant, it felt as if she was fully immersed in him but everything shattered when her whispered words escaped her lips.

"Yoongi" The longing in his eyes transformed into a resolute intensity. He realized that while he was lost in memories of her, she was lost in memories of her husband. The situation was heart wrenching as she was reminded of the moments she had shared with Yoongi for the first time she treated him.

It was a bittersweet pain, beautiful yet agonizing. Those memories held a certain beauty but they also caused her heart to ache every time. The memories were a constant reminder of what she had lost. She had only memories, not the person who gave it to her.

Yoongi used to promise her that his love would spoil her to the point where she could never be satisfied by anyone else and he had fulfilled that promise. Even after years had passed, she couldn't bring herself to forget him, nor could she think of being with another man but her husband.

Jungkook pushed her hand away and swiftly stood up, she couldn't help but flinch and blinked frantically. In that moment, she realized her actions and how they had triggered Jungkook. As he silently put on his suit, she mustered up the courage to speak and stood up immediately.

But the look he gave her with those arched brows was rough. It was clear that he was beyond irritated. She tried to find the right words to speak. "Jungkook, listen..." but the weight of his gaze silenced her. It was as if he was shooting daggers at her with his eyes. “If you're treating me thinking your husband then don't ever treat me”. She stood there feeling the guilt, pain and frustration all at once.