𝑬𝑵𝑺𝑵𝑨𝑹𝑬𝑫 | JUNGKOOK

66. Reveling In the Moment

Jungkook's POV

I had watched her walked away, and I knew that something was not right. I wanted to follow her, to make sure she was alright, but I knew that she wouldn't want that. So I stood there, rooted to the spot, torn between my desire to respect her space and my need to make sure she was safe.

It was only a few minutes later that I spotted Aina, her long pink hair flowing behind her as she hurried towards the restrooms, a worried expression on her face. My chest tightened something was definitely not right as I watched her.

With quick steps, I turned and headed towards the restroom, my stomach knotting with worry. As I drew closer, I could hear voices, one clearly belonging to Alba, and another, voice that I didn't recognize.

I hesitated, not wanting to interrupt, but my concern for Alba won out and I found myself moving forward, the voices becoming clearer as I neared.

"Alba listen to me please." It was a man but I couldn't see his face clearly from where I stood. His back was to me, and he looked like he was pleading.

"No." Alba said, her her voice strained, "We were done. B!"

"But." he replied, reaching out for her, his hand gripping her wrist.

"Hey!" Alba shouted, her voice full of anger as she tried to pull away, her eyes wild with fear. "Don't touch me!"

I could feel the rage building inside me as I watched him hold on, his grip tightening as she tried to free herself.

"Al." He quickly held her close by pulling her closer by her waist, and he was about to kiss her, but Alba turned her face then other way.

"You're crazy, what the fuck is wrong with you!" Alba shouted.

I could feel the heat coursing through my veins as I stepped forward, my hand instinctively clenching into a fist. Without thinking, I moved forward, my anger pushing me to act.

"Let go of her!" I said, my voice low and dangerous, as I reached for the man's arm, ready to break his wrist if necessary.

He spun around, his face twisting into a scowl as he released her. "Who the fuck are you?" he spat.

"It doesn't matter who I am." I replied, my tone icy, as I stood protectively in front of Alba. Her eyes widened but instead of yelling or fighting with me, she did something I never imagined, she held my arm protectively as she hid behind me. "But if you ever lay a finger on her again, you'll have me to deal with."

He glared at me, his eyes narrowing, but I didn't flinch. "Do you even know who I am?" he sneered.

"I don't care." I said, my voice dangerously calm even for my ears, as I took a step forward, daring him to make a move. "All I care about is that you leave her alone. Understand?"

His lip curled into a snarl, and I could see the hatred burning in his eyes. For a moment, I thought he was going to attack, but then, his expression shifted, a smirk tugging at his lips.

"Is she yours?" he asked, his tone mocking.

I glared at him, my jaw clenching. "She's not yours."

His laughter rang through the corridor, making my blood boil. "Well, she was." he said, a smug look on his face, "And believe me, she won't forget it."

I could feel my control slipping, my fists tightening as I fought the urge to punch him. He was baiting me, trying to provoke me into a fight, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

"Just get the hell out of here." I growled, "Before I make you."

He gave a casual shrug, but the malice in his eyes was unmistakable. "Hey, tough guy take it easy." He took a step forward, his hands raised in a mock surrender. "I'm just looking out for her."