Social Butterfly + k.th ✔️

influence

Leaning against the clinic door, I slowly composed myself and looked at the text I got from Jimin.

He was clearly upset at me, but he still took his time to tell me that Jungkook went home with him because both of them couldn't be in the same room. I sighed deeply at this and slide my phone inside my vest's pocket

I was about to open the door but someone already did from inside, it was Jin and Jhope

"He's inside", Jhope lowly whispered as I nodded

"But he's sleeping", Jin added, "Probably tired after the fight"

"Thanks guys", I sincerely muttered as they both smiled

"Anytime, call us if you need anything", they left after saying that, making me somewhat nervous as I pushed the door open and went inside.

The nurse was currently unpresent as I walked in. Making my way to where he was as quiet as possible. He was sleeping soundly with body halfway covered by the blanket,

I sat beside him on the bed and examined his wounds. It wasn't so bad because I knew Jungkook, he wouldn't recklessly hurt him without meaning, but my heart still ached.

Carressing his cheek gently, I chuckled at how stupid guys can be.

His hand reached my wrist and grabbed it, eyes slowly opening and his gaze landed on me, "Are you okay?"

"Did you just ask me if I'm okay?" I proceed his question in my brain and let out a laugh, "I should be the one asking"

He cracked a smile and tried to get up, but struggling due to his pain, "Be careful, you're hurt", I reminded him as my hand supported his back and our distance decreased

"Stubborn", he called out as I looked up to see him, "I'm the one who got hit, but why do you seemed in more pain than I do?"

His words caught me off guard and as a response, I clenched my fists and avoided his gaze, "Why did you provoke him?"

He didn't answer and only silence hugging us both,

"You knew how short-tempered he is, he must've digest every single word you said eventhough he knew you didn't mean it. Why? Do you want him to hate you even more? What if you get severely injured, huh-"

Tears were starting to roll down my cheeks as he cupped it, "I consider Jungkook as my little brother and I did him wrong. I wasn't exactly a role model, now I even took the one thing that he can hold on to", he eyed me with sad eyes, "I took you. I didn't know whether it's love or comfort, but he was affected by it. He couldn't vent out his frustration, that's why I let him beat me up. Isn't that how boys settle things down?" He managed to crack a joke in midst of a serious talk, which agitated me.

He sighed deeply and I think he can read my thoughts because he said, "I know what you're thinking, but you're wrong. I'm not saying this because I want to give up", he smiled warmly and leaned his forehead against mine, "I will let Jungkook blame me all he wants, be his punching bag until he's satisfied or even hates me"

"W-Why?" I breathed out

"Because I love you", my heart was beating too fast I feel like passing out, "I won't let you slip through my fingertips again"

I was unable to utter any words, I was speechless and my body finally did something right. I pulled him into an embrace, resting my chin on his shoulder as I sobbed my heart out.