𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

37. Unraveling

Jungkook's POV

As Yoongi hyung led me outside the room the tension in my chest only tightened. I could still feel the sting on my cheek where she had slapped me. It wasn't just the physical pain-it was the shock that Alba had dared to do it. I could feel the anger simmering just beneath the surface, threatening to spill over.

Yoongi hyung didn't say anything as we walked down the hallway, but I could sense his eyes on me. I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts to care, replaying the events over and over in my mind.

The sight of her in Jimin's clothes, her presence in his room-it all made my blood boil.

"What the hell were you thinking in there?" his voice finally broke the silence, low and controlled, as always.

I clenched my fists at my sides, not ready to respond. Part of me knew he was right to ask, but another part, the angry, irrational part wanted to justify my outburst.

"Jungkook." Yoongi hyung stopped walking, forcing me to do the same. He turned to face me, his expression serious. "You need to calm down. This isn't like you."

I met his gaze, still fuming. "Isn't like me? Hyung, you saw her! She was in his room, wearing his fucking clothes! What else am I supposed to think?"

He sighed, his calm demeanor only irritating me further. "I get it. You're worried about Jimin, and seeing her like that didn't help. But lashing out at her isn't going to solve anything."

I ran a hand through my hair in frustration, trying to find the words to explain what I was feeling. "She's a distraction, hyung. She's getting too close to Jimin, and now Taehyung too. It's not right."

Yoongi hyung raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "Is that really what this is about? Or is there something else?"

"What do you mean?" I snapped, not liking the implication in his tone.

He gave me a knowing look. "You're not mad because she's getting close to Jimin. You're mad because she's not getting close to you."

His words hit me like a punch to the gut, and for a moment, I couldn't respond. I wanted to deny it, to tell him he was wrong, but the voice inside me was telling me it was the truth.

"I don't care about her like that." I finally muttered, though even I could hear the lack of conviction in my voice.

Yoongi hyung studied me for a long moment, his expression softening slightly. "You might not think you do, but your actions say otherwise. You're lashing out because you're jealous, Jungkook. And if you don't get a handle on it, you're going to push everyone away."

I didn't want to admit it, but his words echoed in my mind, forcing me to confront the truth I'd been trying to ignore. I wasn't just angry at Alba-I was angry at myself for feeling something I didn't want to feel.

As I wrestled with the real reason I'd left Alba that morning. It wasn't just about avoiding awkwardness or fear of hurting her. The truth was, I'd only ever intended it to be a one-night stand, a fleeting moment of satisfaction with no strings attached. I never imagined it would be anything more, and I certainly didn't plan on seeing her the next morning.

That night, when I'd let my guard down and allowed myself to be swept up in the heat of the moment. I wasn't looking for anything serious. But the next morning, as I stood there looking at her sleeping peacefully in my bed, all naked wrapped up in my sheets a strange feeling crept over me. It wasn't guilt or regret, but something far more unsettling-discomfort.

I wasn't ready to face whatever that meant, so I did what I thought was best. I left her alone with no explanation. I figured she'd understand, or at the very least, she'd move on. After all, that's what people did after a one-night stand, right?