undeniably falling || jjk [✓]

(Epilogue)

"Jungkook, please let me go."

"...No." You sigh.

This has been happening ever since you accepted his confession. You don't regret it, not in the slightest, but this fully grown man just simply won't let you go every time you're with him, and you thought he would get over it at first, but as anyone can tell, he has not.

So as you both lie on the couch, practically cuddling as his legs were tangled with yours with his free hand holding your own, yet somehow still managing to eat cereal, at four in the morning, the man refuses to let you go.

You set your utensil down into the bowl, staring at the man with a deadpanned expression, "We are literally eating cereal, and you're holding my dominant hand." You point at your intertwined fingers with your free hand, holding it up for him to see, making a face when he simply nods in understanding.

He blinks. "What?"

"Are you serious- how am I supposed to, you know, scoop up the cereal?"

He shrugs, looking off into the distance, "I dunno."

"Kookie-" You clear your throat, trying to find the right words, "Is there something wrong?"

He's visibly confused, though you didn't miss how his grip on your hand tightened the slightest bit, "What do you mean?"

"You've been acting-" You hum to yourself in thought, "oddly protective, I guess?"

He stares at you for a while with an unrecognizable expression, hesitantly unlacing his fingers from yours and retracting his hand, leaving you to stare at him as he resumes eating his 'dinner' (since both of your eating schedules are messed up by now, from staying awake until practically the crack of dawn and waking up too late). You wait for him to say something for a while before you give up, giving yourself a mental note to ask him again later.

You fill the silence suddenly, "Do you remember when you sneaked into my room that one time, saying something about how you wanted ice cream?" He hums in response, and you take it as a sign for you to continue, shooting him a smile which he doesn't reciprocate, simply staring at you in bewilderment, "Let's go get it now."

He cracks a smile, "At nearly four in the morning?"

You shrug in response, peering over his shoulder from your position as the little spoon to the night sky that by now looks nothing less than a black abyss, yet filled with twinkling stars, "I mean, why not? Nothing's stopping us, already fully grown adults."

~

You walk hand in hand with Jungkook around the streets, obviously disguised with caps and masks, but still wearing matching outfits (an idea by none other than Jungkook himself). He swung your laced hands as you both walked, the man shortening his steps to match your own. People surrounding you would look at you both as a couple, and you weren't afraid to admit that fact to the world.

You could hug him when you want. You could cuddle him when you want. You could kiss him when you want. The idea is still oddly mind blowing and new for you both, despite the fact that you both dated before. And yet you both came back as a renewed couple, twice as strong as before, and you weren't planning on letting him go again.

"Convenience store up ahead!"

The man stared at where you pointed with a sarcastic expression, "Thanks, I couldn't tell by the flashy words 'convenience store' that was conveniently located on top of it."

You shove his side with your body without halting your steps, "Oh, shut up."

You both reach the convenience store and act like crazy people who hadn't eaten for weeks, grabbing snacks and stacking them onto the counter. You both argue for a while, Jungkook insisting he would pay for everything, to which you said the same all while sneakily grabbing his credit card and sliding it over the payment terminal. Payback for the amount of times he's stolen your food.