Different colors of flag || jikook

Chapter 22

Jimins POV:

The days blurred together, each one feeling heavier than the last. I felt like I was carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders, and it was too much to bear. Every time I thought about what had happened between me, Jk, and Somi, a wave of guilt flooded over me. I couldn't escape it.

I was the one who had pushed Jungkook to his limits. I was the one who had torn him away from someone he cared about. And for what? For my own selfish need to feel whole again?

Every time I saw Jungkooks face, I saw the disappointment in his eyes. I saw the hurt that I had caused him, and it made my heart shatter all over again.

"I'm sorry," I whispered to myself, over and over again, as I sat in the corner of my dorm room, my head in my hands. "I never meant to ruin everything."

I cursed myself. I wished I could turn back time, undo everything that had happened, but I knew it was impossible. The damage was done.

I couldn't help but break down every time something reminded me of the pain I had caused. Panic would set in, my chest tightening as I thought about how I had lost everything. The tears would come without warning, and I would feel completely helpless.

But there was something that kept me going.

Few days later

Even as I spiraled, my friends never left me. Tae, Hobi, Suga, Jin hyung they were always there, quietly supporting me, even when I didn't deserve it. They didn't force me to talk. They didn't push me to get better. They simply were there.

Tae would often sit beside me in silence, just letting me cry without saying a word. He understood that sometimes, all I needed was someone to be present.

Hobi was the one who tried to make me laugh, even when I didn't feel like it. He would tell me stories, jokes, anything to make me smile. But I could never manage more than a faint grin.

Suga would talk to me about music, trying to shift my focus away from my guilt, reminding me that life didn't stop just because I was hurting. He was the calm one, never overbearing, but always steady.

And Jin... Jin hyung would always tell me to keep going, even when it felt like I couldn't take another step. His words were full of warmth, but they also carried a quiet strength. He was the one who knew exactly what to say when the darkness seemed unbearable.

And Jungkook... he stayed by my side, despite everything. His own guilt mirrored mine, but he never left. He stayed in the background, always there, letting me cry on his shoulder, never once pushing me away.

Over time, with the support of my friends, the heaviness began to lift, little by little. It wasn't easy, and it didn't happen overnight, but I could feel something shifting inside me. The tears became less frequent, the panic less consuming. I began to allow myself to smile again, to laugh at Hobi's jokes, to enjoy the music with Suga.

It was a slow process, and there were days when I felt like I was taking steps backward, but I was trying. I wasn't as broken as I had been, and for the first time in a long while, I thought maybe I could be okay again.

One afternoon, while i was walking through the park, i caught sight of someone familiar standing in the distance. It was Jungkook.

But then, to my surprise, Jk looked up and met the gaze. Our eyes locked, and something in the air shifted. It was as if time had stopped, and for a brief moment, everything that had happened between us didn’t matter.

I hesitated for a moment before walking toward him, my heart racing but  steps steady. Jk’s expression was unreadable, but there was something vulnerable in his eyes.

“Jimin,” Jk said softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "I didn't expect to see you here."

There was no regret in his tone, no accusation, just the quiet acknowledgment of the past.

“I jus came to the park for some fresh air,” i replied, calmly , but my heart felt a little heavier. I didn’t know what I was expecting from this encounter, but I wasn’t prepared for the mix of emotions that flooded me.

Jungkook took a step closer, his eyes scanning all over my face. "I... I’ve been thinking a lot about everything. About us. About the mistakes I made."

I swallowed, my heart beating faster. Questioningly looking at him.

Jungkook nodded, a soft smile tugging at his lips, but there was sadness in his eyes. "I understand. I’m sorry for everything I put you through. I never wanted to hurt you."

The silence between us stretched for a moment, both of us lost in our own thoughts, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It felt... different. There was no more anger, no more hurt. There was only understanding.

"So," Jungkook began, his voice steady now, "What about us, Jimin? Do you think there’s still a chance for us?"

I hesitated, the question hanging in the air like a fragile thread. For a moment, I thought about the heartbreak, the pain, everything that had happened between us. But then, I thought about how far we had come.

And maybe, just maybe, there was room for Jungkook "But if jealousy over Somi takes over me, how will i control it? Am I doing the right thing?"
 

"I don’t know," i replied honestly,  my eyes met Jk’s. "But I’m open to it. We’ve both changed. And maybe this time, it’ll be different."

Authors POV:

Jungkook  smiled, his heart lifting as he heard those words. It wasn’t an easy path ahead, but he was willing to take it with Jimin, if Jimin was willing to try.

They stood there, side by side, with a quiet understanding between them. They were both ready to move forward together, but only when they were ready to truly heal and grow.