a hand had barged in between the small gap of the elevator doors, causing them to open back again. a drowsy figure stumbled in, bringing in the scent of alcohol and sweat. he clicked all of the buttons to the several floors of the building.
"(y/n)." the person slurred.
"jungkook?"
he leaned against the elevator wall and glared at me without saying anything. i looked at him with an ache in my heart. how long has it been since he said that he wanted out of the relationship? a week?
"weren't you visiting family in busan?" i said.
yes, that's right. he was in busan when it happened.
that's where he was when i had gotten the text. a text consisting of a short four word phrase and the power to cause so much fear and worry.
we need to talk.
"yes. but i'm back now. no, i've been back. i-" he said, stopping mid-sentence.
"you what?"
"i miss you."
naturally, my response would be an angry one. but why was i feeling sympathetic? he was the one that hurt me, and i have every right to push him away.
"jungkook, you're drunk." i whispered. clumsily, he walked closer to me and grabbed my shoulders with both of his hands.
"just slightly." one of his hands moved to cup my cheek. "please, (y/n). take me back." he said.
the elevator doors kept on opening and closing. thank god it was nighttime and everyone was in their apartments. what floor were we on now?
a part of me wanted to walk away and leave him alone. the other wanted to stay and hug him, possibly love him again. there's always room for forgiveness, right? actually, i've never really stopped loving him in the first place.
but why couldn't i say anything at all?
i was too immersed in his gaze. his eyes, they were glossy. he looked broken, almost empty.
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"no, he's drunk." i thought. "i can't-"
his arms sloppily moved down and around my waist, and yet i hugged him back.
come on, (y/n), say something.
coincidentally, the elevator stopped at the floor my apartment was on. i needed to react fast. all at once, i grabbed his face and pushed my lips onto his. while at the same time, we unsteadily walked out of the elevator before it closed again.
"jungkook, go left," i mumbled against his lips. my apartment was at the end of the hallway. even so, we were unstoppable, not once breaking apart.
at first, i was the one pushing him towards the door but he somehow turned the both of us around, and now i was the one pinned against it. i was about to enter the pass code to my apartment but he pushed my hand away and did it himself.
i forgot, he's been here before.
with so much lust, we marched into my place. jungkook accidentally slammed the door shut, but that only made the situation more intense, in which we hungrily longed for each other's touch. we stumbled towards the living room, eventually losing balance for we were now on the couch. i straddled on his lap while one of my hands held his face and the other ran fingers through his hair.
jungkook had a strong grip on my waist, holding me down. this time, his lips were pressed against my neck. a moan escaped my lips as he accidentally bit the area above my collarbones.
"you drive me wild, you know that?"
at that point, his lips were no longer on me. instead, he leaned back and stared. did i do something wrong? i was about to leave his lap, regretting the fact that i went on it in the first place, thinking that i had made a fool out of myself.
in an instant, jungkook wrapped his arms around me once again and held me closer. he hid his face in my shirt, his forehead leaning against my shoulder.
"i'm sorry." he cried. "i still fuckin' love you, okay? i shouldn't have left you like that. i was stressed and worried and oh my god i'm so stupid to just let you go and i hated myself as soon as i did it. i don't know-"
his words were all over the place, yet it sounded like he meant it. the truth comes out when you're drunk, right?
"jungkook, shut up."
"what?" he looked dumbfounded with trails of tears left on his cheeks. oh, how he made me want to cry and laugh at the same time.
"i forgive you, you loser."
jungkook grinned with relief, tightening the embrace. it was an extraordinary feeling. after a minute or so, i heard his soft snores. his face snuggled in the crook of my neck.
"idiot, how can you fall asleep like this?" i whispered, caressing his hair. i got off him and ran to grab a pillow and blanket from my room. while i carefully laid him down on the couch, he spoke.
