𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐒 || 𝐉𝐉𝐊

45.

"You—"

Feeling a presence which was warm and familiar to his soul in this strange suffocating coldness—he instantly accepts it because there was only one person in this world who could give it to her.

He lost himself inside her arms—crying like a helpless man holding her close to him like if he didn't she'll go away again.

"Stop crying—"

She whispers close to his face—her hands delicately moving over his rigid skin wiping off the blood that she didn't know whom to belong.

"I'm so sorry—so fucking sorry Y/n"

His sobs paining her heart not knowing why he was begging for forgiveness but her touch just made him want to cry even more so ruthlessly in love with her he felt like he was going to die if he didn't feel her touch over him anymore.

"For what?"

"I'm sorry for hurting you so much that you—"

He clings to her like a second skin—wanting to remember what her scent was like what her presence was like—more enchanting and relaxing than heaven—that's what she was like.

"Please Jungkook—stop. You didn't hurt me—"

Her heart aches seeing him like this, the man who always stands tall, now reduced to tears in the darkness. 

"I’m sorry,"

He chokes out, his voice broken.

"I didn’t want to hurt you. I never wanted to hurt you—"

Tears well up in her eyes as she shakes her head gently placing a light kiss over his head—fully in his arms now.

"You didn’t hurt me"

She whispers, her voice tender but thick with emotion.

"You’ve only ever tried to protect me. I know that"

She inhales a breathy sigh—tears prickling in her eyes too feeling his heart pounding so loudly in his chest. Never wanting to see him like this—she felt her stach sickening by seeing him like this.

I wonder why's he being sorry for when he had done nothing but to protect me like I was the most fragile thing he ever had.

He leans into her, his strong frame trembling as he clutches onto her like she’s his lifeline. She holds him tightly, her tears now mixing with his as they fall freely, her fingers running through his hair soothingly.

"I thought I lost you"

He whispers, his voice fragile,raw.

"I thought I ruined everything."

"You could never lose me,"

She says softly, brushing away the tears on his cheeks.

"We’ve been through too much. I love you, and I’m not going anywhere. We’ll get through this—together."

She still wants together—the togather that made her go through so much.

"Please—don't leave me to myself after owning me Jungkook. I need you—hold onto me tonight and forever—"

Pulling away—even in the drak he was able to take a look at her angelic face and feel his heart skipping some good beats.

She never looked bad—even in a mess—even being sick. I wonder if she was even a human?