"Ma'am, someone is being beaten up by Jungkook!"
Your heart thumped, growing worried for your best friend as you glance at the panicked student.
The principal who was observing the class turned her head at the warning and most of the pupils ran out of the room after hearing the commotion.
The professor forgets about his lesson and ran out too.
"What on earth is he thinking?" you grit your teeth, pondering if you should stop him or stay inside the now peaceful classroom.
No.
You have to stop him.
You knew how much of a beast he is when he gets into fights and he could seriously knock the victim out.
Before you knew it, you ran out into a sprint and followed the riot's screams that were telling him to stop and obviously, he wasn't going to.
He was the type of person to let out what he felt without hesitation and that's what scared you.
As the crowd's noise got clearer, it felt like entering the pits of hell.
Your heart crushed at the sight of Jungkook hurting someone, and moreover—hurting himself.
Mr. Yoon had intervened for the sake of the other student's consciousness and you decided to help him out by running in front of the crowd. In fact, you were gonna kill him.
His fist had blood on it, and once his eyes fell on you, he turned into a scared bunny for a mere second after you had witnessed him in a fight.
When Jungkook gets mad, it's almost impossible for everyone to get him to calm down.
Except you.
"Look, I can explain-" he drops the guy's limp body on the school ground, and you stare at the victim in horror before glaring at your friend.
Jungkook sighs as the prefects that had arrived scurried behind him to check on the unconscious student. He then turned his head to you and expected you to stomp on his foot or something.
But no, you didn't do that.
You would never hurt him in any kind of way.
Because you love him for who he is.
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"He said he wanted to fuck you." Jungkook scrunches his face in disgust and you hand him a small ice pack.
He was sent into the office with you after the whole madness and you could only look at him with disbelief during the whole sermon, but his answers were enough for you to get convinced though.
Ever since the day you were bullied for being chubby back in elementary, Jungkook couldn't help but to protect you at all costs—especially after what happened.
You were the first person he became friends with and he never understood why a beautiful soul like you deserved to be hurt by them.
He made sure he had to make them regret and pay for what they've done to you in the past.
You were the reason he became strong in terms of physical strength—all of that to make sure nobody gets to hurt you again.
One thing for sure, is that he cared so much about your feelings.
"At least he didn't," you chuckle, plopping down beside him as you stared at the mesmerizing view the balcony allocated.
His lips turned to a frown as he aggressively dabs the pack on his blushing face.
"Really? I thought you'd be better than that." he rolls his eyes and kept his red cheeks hidden.
The soft light of sunset that seeped through the school balcony's glass provided you a tad bit of illumination, and Jungkook crossed an arm on top of the chair before resting his chin above it.
Your heart melted at angry Jungkook and you chuckled, gently squishing the side of his cheek.
"How hard did he punch you?" you carefully grabbed the frozen liquid from his palms as he turned to you so you could get a better view of his face.
"He hits like shit." he scoffed, and you gently dab the ice pack on the corner of his bruised lips.
The one who hurt him was your past bully and it was another reason why you didn't check on him wholeheartedly.
Nobody hurts Jungkook and that's a rule for you.
You shook your head, smiling. "This is why you shouldn't get into any fights, you're making me worried. What's the point of fighting someone if you'll only end up being miserable?"
He fell silent as he took in your naggings. All his whole life, he felt like a robot being controlled by you—in a good way. Everyday, he felt like learning although it was in his usual baby steps into getting to control himself and his emotions.
Jungkook might seem cold and heartless, but deep inside he was the warmest person you know.
All the things he did was to take out his frustration that he didn't know how to properly deal with.
But on the other hand, you were the reason why he was finding himself.
"Beating up idiots who hurt you takes out my stress," the boy states, closing his eyes and feeling your warm touch despite the cold pack that was helping him heal up. "I don't care if I become more of a horrible person than I am right now. They aren't forgiven."
You stopped.
You looked at Jungkook and sighed as you placed the ice pack on the table. He opens his eyes and looked at you with curiosity.
"You-" you held his warm hands and put his palms on his chest, "-are not a bad person. You have a kind heart," you convinced him, and you see his cheeks flaming.
He hated that he felt this way whenever you tried telling him he was the opposite of what he'd usually describe himself. He despised the thought of ruining a great friendship with just words of confession and decided to hide everything for the sake of keeping you around.
No matter what he did, he didn't understand why his heart felt that way.
"You just didn't know how to control your feelings, and that made you unaware of the great things you've done." your hands reached to caress his soft and fluffy hair, making him melt inside.
You remembered the day he sent roses and letters when he couldn't get to visit while you were sick in the hospital. You remembered the times he would buy you food to cheer you up and take you to amazing places you've never been in before. Jungkook had a beautiful heart, and you had to remind him of who he was.
He was your superman—the hero who takes out the bad guys just to protect you.
And he was unaware of that.
"You're the sweetest person I know," you loosened yourself on the sofa, hoping that your words reach his heart. "..I really, really love you, Jungkook. Please stop beating yourself up."
The boy smiled at your comforting words as he felt his heart race under his palms.
He stopped the negative thoughts and decided to get rid of his hatred for everyone who did wrong to him.
After all, everything was in the past.
He had you right now, and nothing else mattered.
"I love you too." Jungkook rubs the back of his neck and smiled. "..with all my heart." he mumbled, making sure you didn't hear.
You smiled.
And in that moment, Jungkook knew you were the reason why he wanted to keep breathing.
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A/N:
Kook ain't even done with puberty yet and I'm shaking.
