"then what is it?" he asks coldly.
i don't want to do this, love.
"i'm scared!" you exclaim, before lowering your voice to a whisper, "kook, i'm scared, because i'm still in love you."
don't. please don't look like you're suffering. i'm doing this for you, baby.
you let out a bitter laugh, "and you'd think six months would be enough for me to move on. i see it that it was more than enough for you."
it wasn't. it really wasn't.
he lets the silence linger for a moment before speaking, "don't you get it? we're history. there's nothing else left. we're a fragment of old memories so close to being buried in dust- only you keep digging it up. to you, we've only faded. that's your problem. i've moved on, so should you." he turns his back on her, not being able to trust his emotions at that moment.
your breath hitches, and you tremble, "wow."
he could hear your hearts breaking.
i'm sorry. i'm so sorry.
a pause, "tell me, jungkook. did you ever love me?"
to the end of the world, baby. i'd never stop loving you.
"no."
