𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

43.

Every person of the Jeon household was on their toes—in search of Y/n who had just disappeared into thin air after leaving in the morning and never came back.

"Did anyone find anything about her?"

Asking everyone as Jungkook roams around the city in his car while talking to his men but they had no news for him making his heart drop.

He hits the steering wheel in anger—not knowing how to think straight his whole body just racing with panic and fear of not knowing where she had gone to.

He had also asked Wooseok but he told him that she had came here in the morning and after that—no clue.

He couldn't think straight just wanting to know where she could be—she wasn't even mad at him or they didn't even fight then what could be possible?

"Boss—we've found her!"

The moon hung low in the sky, casting a pale glow over the restless waves. The once fierce storm had calmed, leaving only the whispers of the wind and the rhythmic crash of the sea against the jagged rocks.

His breath came in ragged gasps, every muscle in his body screaming from the relentless search. His eyes, bloodshot and wild, scanned the darkened shoreline, hoping—praying—for a glimpse of her.

And then he saw it. A flash of something pale tangled in the rocks near the water's edge. His heart stopped. No.

He sprinted toward the shoreline, slipping on the wet stones as his world collapsed around him. As he reached the water's edge, the sight before him shattered whatever hope he had clung to. Her body lay there, half-submerged in the icy water, her long hair fanning out like a ghostly halo.

“No”

He whispered, his voice breaking.

“No, no, no!”

With trembling hands, he pulled her from the water, cradling her limp form in his arms. His men just eatched him—being so broken for her. Her skin, once warm and full of life, was now cold, deathly pale.

He wrapped her in his coat, desperate to shield her from the biting cold, as if it would somehow bring her back, as if it would erase what had happened.

"Come on—babygirl—come on—”

His voice was a broken plea as he stroked her wet hair away from her face.

“Please—you can’t leave me like this—please.”

He pressed his forehead against hers, his tears mixing with the sea’s remnants on her skin. His body shook with sobs, each one tearing through him like a knife. He rocked her gently, like he could soothe her back to life, his arms tightening around her fragile form.

“Please—just open your eyes. You can’t do this to me”

He whispered through the tears, his voice hoarse.

“You promised. You promised we’d stay together forever. Please, I’m begging you”

But her eyes remained closed, her lips blue, unmoving. The waves lapped gently at their feet, as if mocking his desperation. The night was silent, except for the sounds of his choked sobs, his broken cries echoing across the empty shore.

He kissed her cold forehead, his lips lingering there, his heart breaking with each passing second.

“I love you,”

He breathed against her skin.

“Please—just wake up.”

But there was no response. Only the endless night and the unforgiving sea.