[WARNING: VERY SHORT!]
"I'm sorry for leaving."
I put my hands onto my knees and sat with a red nose and red cheeks. My cheeks were still running with tears, but I held them back in order to try and dry my cheeks.
"I didn't think we'd work out for a year at least." I sighed, "Latina from Miami with a dreamy perfect boy from Korea? The boy I bet every girl wants to be with? It was just luck to be with you, Jungkook! We never even officially dated! It was just assumed. So maybe you didn't dump me, you just decided not to 'care' for me anymore."
"That's not true."
"Is it?" A glare was thrown his direction, "You can't leave me after a birth you knew I couldn't handle. I was immature and wasn't together. You knew that, and children wasn't something I needed especially if I hadn't had a job or wasn't in school."
"I'm so sorry for getting you pregnant, I knew it would fuck you up after I found out." Jungkook pleaded while his eyes became a light tint of red and began glossing up.
"Fuck that, it's already dealt with. Right here, Jungkook. Look, here's our mistake." I pointed out the sleeping twins.
"The mistake in our lives! The fuck-ups of our relationship!" I yelled.
"Don't say that about them." He looked at the twins in pity.
"I'm sorry." I angrily said before smearing the tears off my face.
"Sleep on the floor and don't talk to me, I'm done with you, Jungkook." I began getting under the covers.
I was almost under under the blankets until he lightly grabbed my wrist to say something or do something-- Except I smacked him across the face loudly.
"Don't touch me-" Before I could even say his name, he smashed his lips into mine and inhaled deeply through his nose while passionately, yet roughly kissing me. I barely kissed him back, only half of me was trying so hard to hold myself back.
"I fucking love you, Camila." He whimpered quietly with tears running out of the corners of his eyes down onto my white blankets.
I stared at his broken face and had a silent meltdown inside. Quickly, I wrapped my arms around his neck and rested my chin on his shoulder.
"Why couldn't you have just stayed with me, Jungkook?"
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Maknae | j.jk
Fanfiction"So 'Golden Maknae', huh?" "Yeah.. Just something I picked up along the way during Freshmen year.." Jungkook said with a smile. "Golden means you can do anything right?" I attempted to tease him. "I guess." He shrugged. "Interesting.." I bit my lip...
