Deep And Dark (A Forbidden Romance) || Jungkook

Talk

Uhh... what? wow...

As soon as I stepped into the classroom, I was greeted with the unusual sight of that bag sprawled beside my table. Since when was Jungkook ever earlier than me?

There wasn't anyone else in the class at that time, so I just sat down and opened a book. I was really feeling more light-hearted now that Jungkook was treating me alot better; oh well, at least he was talking.

Just then, I heard a muffled beep from my bag.

Jungkook:
Are you in.... >> click to read more

What the.... why was Jungkook always texting at weird hours.

'Are you in school yet?
Because I am.'

So what if I was...

'And how does that concern you?' I replied his text, technically not replying because that wasn't even answering his question but no one cares.

And another thing I forgot to say: his fingers are really fast. Because almost immediately after I sent that out, he replied.

'Come meet me at the swing. We have an hour before school starts, ask what you want.'

I didn't bother replying. I grabbed my waterbottle and sprinted downstairs. Good, I wanted to clarify alot of things with him. And this was the perfect timing.

...

"Hi..."

He turned around. And the first thing he told me was, "Of course it concerns me." I rolled my eyes. And he pouted. Ok, ignoring that would be the best solution or else..... you know what would happen *winks*

He slowed the swing down as I climbed it. From a distance just now, he appeared as a lonely sillhouette swinging by himself in the dark, and for once I really felt for him. He always seemed so close-up, and dark internally, but judging from the expressions he always had, it looked like his heart was caged up or something. Perhaps he really needed a listening ear.

"Why swing?"I asked.

"Mmmm... it helps you get into the mood you know..."

"What?"

"Ehh... nothing... just sit."

Ok then...

"Why'd you come so early today?"

He looked up at me. "I thought you had better questions to ask."

He seemed grumpy today. Why? And the next moment, I was surprised. It was as if he could read my mind. "Can't help it, it's what happens when you rake up the past."

Ok...

...

There was some awkward silence for a few minutes, before he sighed. "Perhaps I should be the one to tell. You wouldn't know what to ask anyway."

"Mhmm," I nodded.

"So firstly, I would like to once again apologise for treating you the way I did during the first few weeks of school. But I want to make it clear that my reason for ignoring you wasn't because I hated you or anything. Ok, maybe I did... kind of... at the start, but ... it wasn't really you I hated..."

I looked up in surprise. "Huh?"

"It was more of ... your family."

"What?"

He sighed again. "Perhaps I shouldn't be telling you all this but... I really want you to understand."

He inhaled, and closed his eyes for a while, appearing to be concentrating intently on a memory of some kind. I waited patiently.