little ¦ yooncentric

pjm - Pale Skin (pt. 9)

Title: Pale Skin laced with Bruises

Chapters: 9/9

By: yoongishi

A/N: it's been fucking months i'm so sorry. But we've finally reached the end and i feel like it was rushed :(. I just didn't feel like i liked to write this story as much anymore? You all seemed to love it which baffled me but i'm sorry to disappoint with this ending. ahhh. please look forward to my future fics because i have a lot of ideas and i think i'll enjoy writing them a lot.

either way please enjoy!

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Stay.

Go.

Two choices pulling Yoongi apart. They hold him by his arms and tug so taut that he wished they'd just let go.

He feels lost in between the two. He doesn't know how he feels at all and it's frustrating.

But.

He wanted to hear what Jungkook had to say. Even if he didn't love him, he wanted to let him spill his guts instead of wrenching them out of the poor boys body by running to Jimin.Which he almost did out of his own idiocy.

Jungkook's eyes lit up when Yoongi let go of the door handle. The heavy door slid shut.

The younger pulled him into a tight hug. Yoongi's heart hurt as the gesture showed so much affection and so did all his past gestures. The way Jungkook would just want to be near the elder. The way he just wanted to listen to every word he said, to study all of the subtle habits and movements Yoongi couldn't help but do.

"I love you," He mumbled. "I really do,"

Yoongi patted the boy's broad back, "I know,"

I'm sorry

"I've loved you for so long,"

He felt wetness upon his shoulder.

"I've-" hic "loved you since I found out what love was,"

"You make me so happy,"

Yoongi wanted to cry. He didn't know someone was so capable of holding such strong feelings toward someone like him. Even after finding out that he was just some lowlife.

He felt bad. He felt so bad.

He couldn't return his feelings. His heart didn't pound out of his chest near Jungkook. The confession did nothing but make Yoongi feel guilty. He just knew he didn't feel the same way. He loved Jungkook as well, but nothing more than a best friend, a brother almost.

"Jungkook-ah," Yoongi finally spoke, interrupting Jungkook's ramblings, "I love you. You know that right?"

He pushed himself off the other's body, immediately losing the comforting yet sad warmth, "J-Just not in the same way."

Jungkook sniffled, "That's okay," He grinned; sad but knowingly.

"I just- I realised you wouldn't return the feelings I had for you halfway through saying I love you. I just wanted to tell you,"

Yoongi was stunned, not expecting the situation to turn out like this. He then also welled up upon watching Jungkook force himself to smile, but he smiled widely in return, trying not to sob himself.

"G-God, I- You're an idiot. Why did you have to fall for someone like me? You deserve so much Jungkook. You deserve someone who'll treat you like an absolute prince. You should've forgotten about my stupid ass and found a nicer, much more beautiful person than I," He wiped the mess of tears upon Jungkook's cheeks.