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24

REAL LIFE

After several minutes of running around with my IPhone in my hand trying to prevent Jungkook from taking it and try to delete the photos I took of him making ugly faces he finally tackled me onto the bed.

I looked up into his eyes, the twinkle still prominent and Jungkook's face inched closer, the air became heavy on my chest and I could feel his breath on my face.

Just as my eyes flickered down to his glossy, peach coloured lips they broke into a toothy grin and he began tickling me.

"JUNGKOOK!" I yelled between laughs as he tried to take my phone out of the hand that gripped it with all the strength my body composed.

My Dad knocked on the door, the laughter in my room died down and without warning my Dad bursts through the door.

Realising the suggestive position Jungkook and I were in, myself lying on the bed with him pinning one of my arms down, his other arm under my shirt where he tickled my sides. He straddled my hips and I looked sweaty from laughter.

My Dad's eyes smouldering a glare at Jungkook,

"Minseo." He said, gesturing me to come outside and didn't spare the nervous Jungkook another glance.

I followed him outside and Jungkooks head snapped up after he hears my yelp throught the door, as my dad held a firm grip that nearly hurt on my upper arm, dragging me to the kitchen.

"Let go!" I said, snatching my arm away and he sighed, visibly extremely angry.

"Where have you been all day until now?!" He yells and I laugh in disbelief.

"I was with Jungkook." I say hastily and he visibly becomes angrier at my words.

"Get him out." He growls and I just blink at him, not believing the words coming out of his mouth reflecting an emotion I rarely ever saw him inflict,

"What?!" I yell and Jungkook stood at the doorway listening in.

"Why?! Don't you like-"

"I don't. Show him the door. Now." He said sternly and tears brimmed my eyes as I was willing to stand my ground for Jungkook.

"I don't understand." I say with gritted teeth.

"You don't need to, now go." He ushered me away but when i didnt move he headed towards the doorway and I grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

"Jungkook is amazing. He's the only person withholding my upmost happiness right now! You need to stop ruining every single sliver of happiness I ever have!" I yell, tears dripping to the marble floor of our kitchen.

"I want whats best for you." He said lowly and angrily as a result of my outburst.

"You wouldn't know whats best for me if it slapped you in the face." I hissed, walking out as Jungkook had already scrambled back to my room.

I was about to pull an absolute rampage, slamming the door open but I stopped at the sound of Jungkooks sniffles coming from the other side.

I sat with my back against the door as I heard his sobs echo louder than he planned.

Jungkook sat underneath the wall of photos, replaying memories he'd never get to relive because of his prohibition to the family.

He looked down at his hands, that twitched missing the feeling of her palms against his, he pondered ways he could've avoided this, maybe if he didn't slip his hand in hers before her Dad opened the door, maybe if he didn't go to Taehyung's house before this all started and saw a photo of her, maybe if he didnt beckon Taehyung to tell him who she was.

Maybe if they hadn't met.

goodbye love, you flew right by, love.