Between Two Brothers {Jungkook/Yugyeom}

Ultimatum

Letting you go wasn't the hardest part. 

                                                                                   Still loving you afterwards was. 

I'd woken up the next morning, naked and wrapped up in Jungkook's arms. Sliding out of his tight grip, I dressed myself in one of Jungkook's t-shirts and a pair of his boxer shorts, heading down to the beach. The reason I'd headed down was because I wanted to try that trick Jungkook had shown me. I had a lot of feelings that I wanted to cast out of my mind, a lot of things that I was well and truly ready to let go of. I picked up a handful of pebbles from along the sand, twirling them in my hands. I closed my eyes, letting the cold air wash through me, filling my lungs and cleansing me. I moved myself to the tide line, my feet already bare. The first thing that sprang to my mind was the dull ache that was still troubling my shoulder. I closed my eyes, focusing on the pain and the feelings surrounding it. 

I let myself imagine this BamBam, this person completely unknown to me who could have so easily ended my life in the blink of an eye. I let myself feel the anger, the pain, the confusion and then it all washed away. My mind moved to Yugyeom. How could he do something like that to me? To Jungkook? What kind of person would do something like that? My hands clenched around the pebbles, launching one after the other into the water. I could feel the tears silently straining my cheeks as I ran out of pebbles and the water washed over me once more. I closed my eyes, breathing deeply and letting everything go. 

The last thought I had to deal with was the one I'd been dreading the most. It was confronting myself and all the decisions that I'd made up until this point. 

The guilt. The guilt of betraying Yugyeom. The guilt that I felt towards myself for letting him have such control over my life that I felt guilty for breaking free of him. 

The shame. The shame that I felt for sleeping with his brother. The shame that I felt for letting my life have such an effect on other people's lives. 

And more important than anything else, the regret. The regret for not breaking away sooner. The regret for putting my life on hold. The regret for feeling guilty for actions that were completely justified. 

I smiled to myself as the water washed across the tops of my feet, soothing me and cleansing me as I finally forgave myself - something that was long overdue. 

"Feel better?" Jungkook's breath was warm against my ear as he appeared behind me. His hands snaked around my waist as I smiled lightly. 

"Much better." I smiled, placing my arms on top of his. He ran his nose from the base of my neck up to my earlobe. 

"You shouldn't be out here by yourself. Anything could have happened and the last thing I want is for you to get hurt." He breathed against my ear, I turned my head. 

"I'm sorry, I totally forgot." I smirked. I'd been well aware that Jungkook wouldn't be happy with me but I thought I could talk my way out of it. 

"I accept your apology." He muttered as I smirked to myself. "But I'm still going to have to punish you." 

"Eh?!" I turned to face him, a devious smile stretched across his face. Before I could utter another word, his arms tightened around me. He lifted me with ease, his hands locked around me as he made his way back up to the house with me draped over his shoulder, my shouts quickly turning into laughter. 

Mr Jeon's Point of View

Mr Jeon tapped his fingers against the hard wood of the table before him. He flicked his wrist, pulling back his sleeve and checking his watch. He frowned, casting a glance across the street.