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i need you - jungkook

"I need you." Jungkook spilled out as his lips peck softly against my back

I need you.

Before it could hit realization, the words were flowing into my ears, causing every ounce of blood in my body to drop. I knew those words were far too familiar.

Regardless of who I was with after Jimin, I had never heard those three words until Jungkook. That was how long ago we happened. How long ago Jimin and I used to be happy. Long ago before I realized he didn't really love me.

"I need you, Y/N." Jimin whispered, his head resting against my hair as his arms wrap protectively around my waist and he clutches tightly. I let out a silent sob audible enough for my boyfriend to hear.

He stiffens. He had been the one to cause the tears to fall from my eyes. The eyes he used to compliment, the eyes he used to wipe the tears that dripped away from, the eyes he had admired and loved so much.

"Please," He begged for my forgiveness for the second time. "I'm sorry."

I turn around, ready to face the man who had broken my heart one last time. When I suddenly notice the soft hint of sadness in his eyes, I'm frozen, unable to make a move. Jimin's dark eyes grew bigger when they meet my tear traced orbs. It was tempting for me to hug him back, but I resisted.

"This isn't the first time." My voice escapes my lips fiercely and my breath is caught in my throat when tears slide down his cheeks. "You've broken my heart more than I can count, though this is the second time I've seen it with my own eyes."

My tears mimicks a stream flowing from my eyes. Jimin raises his hand to cup my chin, when he does so, his thumb ever so slightly swipes the wetness from under my eyes out of instinct.

"I don't deserve your love." I raise a sudden brow and his gaze drops to the floor.

"I'm sorry I could never bring myself to love you at all."

But that was Jimin, and Jungkook was by my side now.

Those three words had haunted me for the past two years, replaying in my brain on repeat, attempting to make me realize, they were never true.

As I lay with Jungkook in bed right now, I couldn't stop thinking about the past. Jungkook was here with me now, but I couldn't stop thinking about my first love. I was guilty, extremely guilty.

His lips continue to press against my shoulder over and over until I turned around to face him. A small grin was displayed against his lips as I snuggle into his bare chest. I thought it would be best if I let Jungkook take away my thoughts.

But I couldn't stop thinking.

"Jungkook..." My whisper of his name breaks the silence between us in the dark bedroom and he nestles his nose into the top of my head, letting me know he heard me.

"Hm, baby?" He hummed after a while, pursing out his lips and I break out into a small smile.

"You don't need me, you want me." He doesn't reply to my statement and chuckles instead, leaving me dumbfounded. Though, we're laying down, Jungkook still manages to push back hair from my face and wrap it behind my ear.

He pressed his lips to my forehead and smiled, feeling the heat on my cheeks.

"That's where you're wrong..." Suddenly, I'm confused, but I stay silent for the rest of the time being.

I trace the areas of his lips all over with my fingers but he doesn't pull back, instead, continuing to stay still as I did what I wished. A soft peck from his lips capture me by surprise and I'm suddenly over my thoughts of Jimin. Jungkook attaches his lips to mine again, deepening the kiss this time.

"I need you in my life, Y/N." He murmured against my lips and I grin because—

I trusted he wasn't like the last, and that was enough to make me happy.