Chapter Five

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                                                                                Jimin

What have I done..? I woke up the next morning wrapped around Jungkook, him still asleep peacefully. I stared at him for a moment. What if he just used me..? He had a bad dream, maybe he just needed a lustful night to get through it. 

After my long thoughts, I got up and put my pajamas back on. I didn't want him to freak out when he woke up, so I thought it best I leave before it causes more pain than it's worth. I took one last look at him before walking out to go have alone time before I had to face him for the next concert. 

When I got back to my room, I noticed Yoongi was sitting on my bed, playing on his laptop without a care, until he noticed me. 

"So, spent the night with Kook?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. He was always like this. I knew he wouldn't judge me, but due to the scars he knows have been left on my heart and body, he always wants to know when Jungkook and I interact. 

"Yes..." I bite my lip, nodding out of guilt. He sighed and gestured for me to sit down. He already knew I gave in, I could tell. 

"Does he know how you feel?" He asked. 

I broke down. I could no longer hold in all the questions weighing down on my small shoulders. I wasn't as strong as everyone thought I was. Yoongi could only hug me, whispering that it was going to be okay, but I felt it would never be. 

"Yoongi I gave in so easily... He kissed me a-and it just happened..." I sobbed. 

"Jimin," Yoongi sighed before continuing. "You have to tell him. This has come too far, and you can't keep acting like your almost marriage doesn't hurt you anymore. He has to be confused someway if he kissed you first, right?" 

My crying slowed down for a moment, considering Yoongi's words. I never really thought of how he might be just as lost as I, I more so felt like I was the only one. Maybe Yoongi was right, just maybe, Jungkook still loved me just as much as the day he walked out. 

"Y-you're right. I'll tell him after the concert tonight if he doesn't hate me by then." Yoongi nodded in agreement before I went to shower, and figure out how I was going to tell the man I love how much I need him. It couldn't be too hard, could it? The only way I would know is if I told him. 

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