Jeon Jungkook Imagines

❥ Forgive Me ❥ pt. 1

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You sigh.

A droplet of rain fell on the top of your nose as you exit your house.

You struggle to open your black umbrella with floral designs. You groan and decide to just put your hood on instead. As you walk through the usual busy city streets of Busan, you see the sign of your favorite coffee shop.

Although it holds memories you wish to forget and move on from, you still love it. You love Amber, the barista that works on the days and nights you have time to go to the cafe. You love the way it's built. It's so comforting. Especially the fireplace they light up at nighttime.

You open the door, the jingling of the bell attached the door makes you smile. And the scent of cinnamon and honey fills your nose, making your crave of hot chocolate stronger.

As your eyes meet with Amber's she smiles and hands you your hot chocolate. She knows you too well. You return the smile and gently take the cup into your hands. You utter a 'Thank You' and then sit down at a table near the fireplace.

You stare at the fireplace for quite some time, waiting for your hot chocolate to cool down, and for Amber's break. You sit there for at least fifteen minutes and then Amber comes to sit across from you.

"Hey,"

You sip your now warm hot chocolate and look at her.

"How's it going?" She asks.

You shrug and clear your voice, so you can talk.

"It's going okay. I've been doing okay. I'm- I've moved on." You reply. Amber immediately frowns.
You raise an eyebrow at her reaction.

"Look, I know what he did was the shittiest thing someone would do- but...he-he talked to me..."

And with that, you stand up.

"Nono- Y/n—"

"Look, I'm sorry Amber, but I told you. He is lying. Whatever he told you- he's lying. He did what he did and I can never forgive him." You put your hood on and head for the exit.

"I'm sorry Y/n..."

❥

You groan in frustration. You don't get it. Your application for the college you want to go to has never been replied to. It's been almost two weeks. Your grades are good and you made sure you didn't make any grammar mistakes.

You jump at the sound of the sudden vibration your phone has made. You check your phone and get a text message from a random number. This better not be him.

You open it and it's a video that has been sent. You see that it's a video of a girl around your age. In fact, she seems familiar. Too familiar..

You play it.

"Y/n. Please, you have to listen."

"It's all my fault.."

And you freeze.

It's her.

She's the one you saw him with.

You were just about to stop it until...

"I drugged him, Y/n."

"I shouldn't have done that.."

"And now...he isn't himself anymore."

"He's not talking...not eating...he's not happy."

"He is dying."

"He needs you."

"All I'm asking is for you to forgive him. And blame it on me. Because it is my fault. All of it is. Plea-"

You stop the video and block her number.

You were in tears.

You are completely broken.

After what you did to him after seeing him and that Hana girl together was harsh, brutal. You blamed it all on him, and not her. You didn't even look at her or even yell at her. You yelled at him, hit him, and broke him.

You cover your face up with your hands until you hear your doorbell ring. You wonder who the heck it is at almost twelve in the morning. It rings again, and you yell, "ONE SECOND!"

You rush to wash up and fix yourself.

It rings once again. "Jesus Fucking Christ, you're so damn impatient—"

"Jungkook?"