Guardian Angel

9.Breakdowns

Jungkook's POV

I felt a soft sob erupt from my mouth as I thought of Y/n walking away from the table. Hardly had I known at that time that it was going to be the last time I saw her. I remember watching her looking around in fascination of the delicate glass chandeliers hanging above our heads and the violinist playing the haunting tune which now seemed extremely apt for the moment.

I remember watching her slim figure disappear into the narrow corridor that led to the washrooms. I remember the panic that flowed through my blood when she didn't return in the next five minutes. I remember frantically asking one of the staff members to go into the ladies washroom and check on her. I remember the pure worry and anguish taking over my heart as I ran around the restaurant screaming her name. I remember the frustration when the waiters finally threw me out for creating a ruckus. And I finally remember the dread enveloping my soul as Jimin told me she had to leave because of an emergency. I remember that day like it was burnt into my memory.

I felt the downpour of tears falling down my cheeks as I told hyung in striking clarity how I got to know Y/n and how I fell for her. I spilled my soul to him, telling him all about how I loved the small sideward glances she'd give me when she thought I wasn't looking, how I'd google inside jokes for ARMYs just so I could get her to laugh, how her eyes would light up when she laughed, how she'd hesitate before laughing at a joke if she didn't understand it, how..how I wanted to stay with her for the rest of my pathetic life.

But all he did was watch me with disbelieving eyes.

"I'm telling you, hyung. She's real! We actually spent all that time together! I didn't dream this fucking thing up!" I begged as I burrowed my face into my palms. If my brother lost hope in me, what other chance did I have?

"Jimin said you only met once and that was in the practice room with all the other guys." He stated calmly. How the fuck could he be so calm and collected when he was accusing me of being delusional?!

"Then JIMIN'S LYING!!" I screamed at the top of my voice as I pulled my hair.

I watched through blurred eyes, as hyung slowly edged towards the door and removed his phone from his pocket. I felt the tears coming down faster. Why would you do this to me, Jimin hyung? I loved her and I still do.

"Okay, Kookie. Calm down. Let's say she did exist-" He started but I didn't have the energy to argue anymore so I simply shut up and let him continue.

"-then why would she simply leave you after going out on a date with you? She simply lead you on. Jungkookie, you can't keep torturing yourself with these thoughts. Just forget about her!" Hyung screamed and I laughed through the tears. It was more likely for me to curl into a ball and die than for me to forget Y/n.

"Look! She simply played along with you, acting like she had a crush on you but when she left she didn't even bother to tell you single word!! She doesn't deserve to keep you up every night and plague your mind with thoughts of her!" He shouted and I felt the anger building up. Sure, hyung could hate Y/n that was his issue even think she was a figment of my imagination, but he couldn't get away with bad-mouthing her in front of me. 

"Hyung, SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled at the top of my voice as I got up and threateningly took my brother's collar in my hand.

Your POV at the same time

You grinned like a maniac as you screamed out the lyrics of Euphoria. Humming, you turned your attention back to fanart you were making of JiKook. It was a picture from the HYYH pt. 2 era with Jungkook and Jimin standing back to back staring intently into the camera. It was the best JiKook picture you had ever found in your life, solely for the reason that the two of them looked like the cutest freaking couple in the earth. You had still not started Jimin and were right now concentrating on the beautiful yet light shadow that was cast of his sculpted face.