Kpop Imagines [Temporary Closed]

24 Jungkook (BTS) part 2

Two whole week has past since that incident, but you still found your thoughts occupied with him. There wasn't really anything to think about, it's not any mystery that needs to be solved. Everything happened and there's no surprised.

But all you can do all day was replay what happen over and over again. Sure, you should be paying attention to class with your marks falling behind but you couldn't get your mind to wrap around anything but him.

You let out an irritated sigh, turning your attention to the back of the class where Jungkook sat. His cold expression never once left his features every since that day. He'd always been cold but it was never like him to be so ignorant towards everything. Like he's closed himself off into his own little world.

You rolled your eyes, it's not like it's any of your business whether he's sulking to himself anyways. Not like you matter to him. So he shouldn't matter to you. But you couldn't ignore the pain and urge to run up to him and just hold him in your arms.

You hasty packed your bag, relieved class was finally over and you couldn't wait to head home. As ridiculous as it sounds, but you couldn't stand being in the same room as Jungkook, even after two weeks.

Shoving your locker door closed, you started quick strides towards the front door, keeping your head low and mumbling curses at no one in particular. No one in particular as in him. Him as in Jeon Jungkook.

"Jerk.-" You watched as your bag fell after you collided into a broad chest. Glaring up to meet the persons eyes, you weren't surprised at all to find the jerk in front of you.

"How cliche." You murmured to yourself, irritation itching at your words.

You glared back at him, feeling the pain devouring you again. You bit your lips down to stop them from wavering and letting out your cries you've held in for too long. You refused to look pathetic in front of the one who broke you to pieces.

Hurt flickered over his eyes and you had to stop yourself him huffing out a sarcastic laugh. Now he's playing pity on you?

"_________." He let in a small voice, contradicting his imitating form hovering over you.

His eyes turned into an unreadable emotion, one you've seen too many times through the times he'd played with your feelings. No matter how much you tried to deny it, you couldn't help but realized how genuine this expression was. It just angered you even more.

"What do you want?" You spat at him, feeling the tear blurring your vision.

He grabbed your risk, forcefully pulling you into his arms and holding you tightly. You broke down at the comforts of his hug. Whether it was genuine or not, you let the tears run down your cheeks, spilling onto his uniform.

Jungkook held you tighter and you felt his body shake. You were shocked, was he crying? You tried to push him away to see his face, but to no avail. He tighten his grip and just held you still.

"I'm sorry." His voice cracked. "I wasn't supposed to fall for you."

Your eyes widen at his words.

"But I did and I was afraid."

You gripped his uniform, feeling frustrated. Yanking him away you stared at him with a hard gaze. You've never seen him so vulnerable looking before. "That's why you left me?" You let out slower and you watch as the guilt wash over him.

"I'm sorry." He repeated.

You felt a clash of conflicting emotions. One being the pain of seeing him like this, and two, the thrilling happiness to finally witnessing his sincerity.

"You know, I'll forgive you." You smiled, "if you tell me the four words I want to hear."

Jungkook looked utterly confused for a moment before a smile creeped over his lips and you couldn't help but feel the butterflies starting a war as your stomach took a flip.

"I love you too." He whispered, his eyes gleaming with sincerity as he returned the words he didn't two weeks ago.

Taking this chance, you tiptoed on your feet and pecked his lips quickly, "you're forgiven." You turned to walk ahead, not wanting him to see the blush thats forming over your face.

Not before you made more than two steps ahead, Jungkook held your hand, spinning you around and caressing your cheek with his other hand before placing a longer kiss on your lips.

This time you felt his lips stretching into a smile against yours.

A/N: bittersweet stories always has a sweet ending, hence the word sweet at the end of bitter. Cliche as it is. Hope you enjoyed and sorry for the long hiatus. You know the drill, vote and comment if you enjoyed!

-J