He pressed his lips hungrily against you're own, a feeling you've longed for so long; ironically, you still did, but you felt disgust prick and pool on the bottom of your stomach.
You brought your hand to his face and delivered a quick and deft slap, effectively getting him off you, secretly missing the feel of his plump lips.
"How dare you do this now, why?" You seethed, ears bent backward in a display of displeasure.
His grip on your wrists tightened, and a growl arose from his throat. It was deep, throaty, and husky. It sent tingles down your spine; you'd say that didn't like it at all, but that wasn't true at all was it?
You've gotten better at hiding and lying to yourself, and convincing yourself day by day-
That you didn't need him to feel alright, that Jin's arms around you felt like home.
It was all futile and unfair that he could do tear open the scars you mended carefully with one tantalizing kiss. He brought down the walls you so carefully built around your bleeding heart.
He ignored your question, his grip lessening and his eyes softening as he looked you in the eyes; Just like he used to- the vulnerability present mirrored in his bittersweet chocolate eyes.
You still felt like you could drown in the warmth that they presented to you, raw emotions coursing through your body as tears pricked your eyes once more.
An array of different emotions flitted through his eyes as he intensely stared at you. It was unsettling how he didn't look through you, but in you; like he still knew exactly how you felt, what you like to do, and the little habits he used to so often tease you about.
" I don't know what changed, Y/N." He spoke softly, his lips quivering and his raspy voice echoing in the dark space.
You furrowed your brows in confusion at his confession, it was a simple answer, both of you and everything around you changed. It always was, nothing was every constant and the same. How come he couldn't realize that? The moment you were in that clinic bed cramped and close, you realized that you had loved the arrogant boy from the damn start.
You fell in love with him earlier than you had realized, ever since you met the rowdy boy, with a band-aid on his cheek demanding that he be served like a pompous ass. You never ever dreamed that you would fall for him as a child, becoming close friends was all you saw. You ignored all of the signs present, and the tightness in your chest whenever he spoke of another.
The peaceful and careless days of your childhood were gone, and you felt his gaze fall on your lips once more.
" I've always felt like this, you know? But, I knew it was wrong too. I'm your best friend Y/N, things like that can't happen because it splits best friends up." He whispered as he let go of one of your arms, and traced your lips with his fingers.
Your eyes hardened and you met his soft gaze with a steely one.
"You know who ruined that already, It wasn't me, Jungkook-ssi." You spoke coldly.
How could he tell you this now?
What exactly is he hoping for?
Retribution?
Forgiveness?
A second chance?
He flinched at the formality, eyes squinting and the corners of his lips turning down.
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One more chance (Jungkook x reader)
FanfictionHybrid jungkookau x reader Your best friend Jeon Jungkook, is attractive, smart, witty, perverted, and very kind. You've been friends for longer than you both can remember. What happens when you start to fall for him? How painful will it get? Knowi...