the look on her face was a mixture of sadness and gloom, dark circles that formed under her eyes visualizing that she hasn't slept for days. we sat across each other while my eyes were fixed at the girl whom looked dull and broken.
"gwaencha- what do you need to tell me?" i stutter,
her head slowly lifted up, our eyes connecting. the butterflies erupting in my stomach, but there were less sparks due to her expression. it worried me a lot to see her in this condition and i had no idea what was going on.
"Jungkook..."
"I know I have no right to just randomly come over to you like this."
"But it's been days, say even a week and i felt miserable. I can't eat, sleep or do anything without you in my mind."
"- Jungkook, i regret every shit that i've even done."
a tear slid down her cheek while it rolled down slowly on the bottom of her chin. i wanted to cry, not that i was in pain or anything, but hearing what she told me, it felt like i was dreaming.
nothing was running on in my head and i had no idea what to say. it was too overwhelming to even speak.
"... waeyo?"
"why now?" i say,
she looks at me with those gloomy eyes, her eyes bloodshot due to the tears and i felt myself drowning in a pool of tears.
"saranghae jungkook"
"mianhe."
she pleadingly sobbed, harder and louder making the sound ring outside of my room. knowing the boys, i knew they were at the door eavesdropping since we always do that.
"jebal jungkook, i want you back."
"jebal"
i didn't make a sound. as much as i wanted to say 'yes!' and be with her again, my mind was telling me the opposite. the fact that she makes me happy but then she also makes me feel shattered.
Jiyoon was kneeling on the floor, in front of me, sobbing and pleading for one more chance. But who was I to give her another chance?
I tug onto her arms signalling her to stand up, but failed due to loosing her balance, although i caught her but we both ended up falling on my bed. Our faces so close to each other, eyes connected, foreheads attached and lips just a centimetre apart.
My heart beats rapidly, embarrassed at the fact that she might hear it since she was so close to me. But that wasn't my problem at the moment.
I break it apart by shoving her to the side, not too stiff but gentle. I couldn't bare with the moment and knowing that we were in such a position, it felt wrong. Wrong as in, nothing felt right. Usually I'd be feeling butterflies, I'd feel happy and wouldn't hesitate to go for it. But, my body just completely overtook me resulting that.
Jiyoon, I love her.
But did she really mean what she said?
