She looked up at him, those wide doe eyes blinking with uncertainty. There was a storm behind their innocence—confusion, fear, and something he couldn’t quite name. It twisted something in his chest...
“Can… can you take me to oppa?” she asked, her voice fragile, barely above a whisper, as though any louder would shatter her hope. “Please?”
Her fingers curled slightly at her sides, trying to hold herself together. Jungkook didn’t answer...
He stared ahead, jaw clenched, hands tightening into fists at his sides...
The silence stretched between them—uncomfortable and heavy. Her heart began to race. Why wasn't he saying anything? Why wasn’t he answering?
A thousand thoughts ran through her mind. Was Taehyung okay? Did something happen to him? Was he safe? Hurt?
Her little frame tensed, her lips trembling...
“Tell meee…” she whined softly, almost like a child begging for a candy she wasn’t allowed. It wasn’t just impatience—there was heartbreak beneath that whimper, and Jungkook felt every note of it like a splinter beneath his skin...
He opened his mouth...
And without thinking, the words came out.
“Only if you marry me.”
The second they escaped his lips, he froze...
So did she...
Her eyes widened—big, stunned, unreadable...
His heart skipped. What the hell did he just say?
He didn’t mean to—did he? It wasn’t planned. It wasn’t logical. It just slipped out like something deeper than him had said it first...
But he saw her expression twist—not with fear exactly, but confusion. And innocence. Like she didn’t quite know what it meant, but it sounded serious. Too serious. Her mouth parted as if to ask what he meant, but no words came...
Jungkook swallowed hard. He felt the air shift between them...
“Yeah,” he continued, voice a little rougher this time, like he was trying to convince himself now that the words were already out. “If you marry me… I’ll take you to your oppa.”
He watched her closely. “You’ll be safe here, Y/N.”
Her name left his mouth softer than he expected... Like a thread he didn’t want to pull on too hard...
She blinked... Once... Twice...
Still staring at him, still not fully processing. Her lashes were wet—he could tell she'd been crying again... And yet there was a strange stillness to her now... Like she wasn’t sure if she was supposed to scream or say yes or run...
He hated himself in that moment...
Why did he say it?
Why did it feel like the only thing he could say?
She looked down, her small hands clenching into fists again, this time trembling ever so slightly. Her voice, when it came, was even smaller than before...
“…But why?”
That question...
It landed in his stomach like a stone.
Jungkook didn’t have an answer. Not one he could say out loud. Not one she’d understand...
He should’ve told her no. He should’ve told her Taehyung was okay, or at least alive. He should’ve said anything else...
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