Hate To Want You | YoonKook {COMPLETED}

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As they reached the garage, the tension hung thick in the air. Jungkook fumbled with his keys, his hands shaking slightly as he tried to unlock the car. Yoongi stood a few steps away, his gaze fixed on the ground, lost in his thoughts.

"Yoongi, please," Jungkook said, breaking the silence. "Just talk to me. I want to help you."

Yoongi sighed, finally looking up. "Help me with what? I don't even know what to do anymore. I feel so... trapped."

Jungkook stepped closer, his expression softening. "You're not trapped. You have options. You don't have to let him control you like this."

"But what if I make it worse?" Yoongi whispered, his voice barely above a murmur. "What if he retaliates? I'm scared, Jungkook."

"I get that. But you can't keep living in fear. You deserve to feel safe," Jungkook replied, his voice firm but gentle. "We'll figure this out together. You don't have to go through this alone."

With a shaky breath, Yoongi nodded, though doubt still lingered in his eyes. "I just... I don't know if I'm ready to confront him or tell anyone."

"That's okay," Jungkook said, opening the car door for Yoongi. "Take your time. But I'm not leaving your side. We can go home and just talk, or we can go to the police together. Whatever you want."

Yoongi climbed into the car, appreciating Jungkook's unwavering support. "I just feel so lost. I thought I could handle it, but it's just gotten worse."

Jungkook got into the driver's seat and started the engine. "You've been carrying this burden alone for too long. It's okay to lean on someone else for a change."

As they drove through the quiet streets, Yoongi glanced out the window, watching the world pass by. The comforting hum of the engine was a stark contrast to the chaos in his mind. He could feel Jungkook's presence beside him, a steady anchor amidst the storm.

"Can we just... drive for a bit?" Yoongi asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Of course," Jungkook replied, easing off the gas and allowing the car to glide smoothly down the road. "Wherever you want to go."

Yoongi closed his eyes for a moment, letting the cool breeze from the open window wash over him. "I just want to feel normal again."

"We'll get there," Jungkook reassured him, glancing over with a small, determined smile. "One step at a time."

As they drove, Yoongi slowly began to share his thoughts, recounting the moments that led him to this point—the confusion, the fear, the moments of vulnerability that he had tried to bury deep down. Jungkook listened intently, interjecting only when necessary, offering words of comfort and understanding.

When they finally reached Yoongi's house, Jungkook parked the car and turned to him, his expression serious. "So, what do you want to do now?"

"I... I think I need some time to think," Yoongi admitted, a mix of relief and anxiety settling in his chest. "But I don't want to be alone."

"Then I'll stay with you," Jungkook said without hesitation. "We can just hang out and watch movies or something—whatever you need."

Yoongi smiled, a small flicker of warmth breaking through the heaviness of the situation. "That sounds nice."

As they entered Yoongi's house, he felt a wave of familiar comfort wash over him. The soft glow of the bedside lamp illuminated his room, casting gentle shadows across the walls adorned with posters and memories. He guided Jungkook up to his room, the air thick with unspoken words and lingering emotions.