Who to Choose? ~BadBoy!Suga X Fem!Reader X Player!RM~

Chapter 49 - Moving Forward

Here's another chapter!

Your POV

See, here's the problem with having really heavy talks that you need to do. Everything else in life seems more stressful than usual.

A few days passed, and professors began wrapping up our final units. It hit me then that the semester was coming to an end. That means one cursed thing that no one should be forced to undergo...

Finals.

That meant I had to study for something that could make or break my entire school career, and I had ruined half of my only friends' relationships with me. My brain was constantly feeling like it was working on overload with all of the things it had to do and everything it had to make sense of. There's no way I could figure everything out. This isn't like before. I'm close to losing, if I haven't already, precious people in my life who I can't live without.

"(Y/N)."

I look up from my hands to meet the eyes of Jungkook. He sits down next to me at the table and moves my homework out from under me.

"Yeah?"

"Just get through finals. Life will be much simpler when you don't have to worry about them."

I smile a little at that, knowing he's right. "Still, Kookie, I see them every day. It's hard not to feel intense pain every single time, especially when my brain falls blank on how to fix this. I fucked everything up."

He begins running his fingers through my hair in a soothing manner. "Stop. You didn't fuck it up. Relationships are a two way street. Besides, they're just as fucked up as you. You guys are too similar not to clash and fight sometimes. You just have to get past it."

"Just like these finals?" I ask, eyes looking up at his sweet features.

He smiles and nods. "Just like these finals."

~~~~~

There's a dull thud from Jimin's room that has me taking a break from studying. I go down the hall and open the door.

Jimin's sitting on the floor, rubbing his foot. He had sweat dripping down his, well, everything.

"What the hell are you doing?"

He looks up from his foot and breaks into a beautiful smile. "I'm practicing. I have a dancing competition on the day after finals. I want to be ready, so I'm making sure the choreography is really engrained in my mind."

I chuckle and kneel next to him. I take the towel from his desk and wipe some of his sweat. "Be careful. You don't want to injure yourself before you even start."

He nods, taking the towel and wiping his own hair off. "Go back to studying. I won't fall again, I promise."

If only I could promise the same.

If only.

~~~~~

"I officially failed every one of those," I say as I put my bag onto my shoulder after the last final.

Jungkook rolls his eyes as he pulls his on. "Oh, please. I'll probably get another four on the English exam again."

"It doesn't matter for you, though! You're an idol, you don't have to get good grades."

He rolls his eyes. "That's unfair."

"It's the truth."

As we walk out and towards the parking lot, I see a familiar leather jacket that makes me unconsciously grip the sleeve of mine. His blonde hair has grown even shaggier. I bite my lip at the sight, unable to stop the heartache I felt.

Am I really such a horrible person?

Jungkook doesn't seem to notice my sudden downheartedness. "Oh, (Y/N). I forgot to tell you, but I have a breakfast with that company tomorrow. Are you gonna be okay on your own for the morning?"

I rip my eyes from the jacket and look towards Jungkook's chocolate eyes. "Yeah, I'll be fine."

I look back towards the leather jacket and ball my fists with resolve.

"I gave something I have to do tonight, anyway. I'll probably be out the entire night."

He laughs, but there's no joy. It's more like what-do-you-mean-you'll-be-out-the-entire-night. "Doing what?"

"I'm going to fix what I ruined. I've already waited too long."

I look back, almost expecting a judging look, but I see nothing but pride in his eyes. I look away from them.

Namjoon POV

I watch (Y/N) as she and Jungkook leave the campus, and all I feel is sorrow. I want to talk to her. I need to talk to her. We need to address what I said, how I bared my heart to her. I need to do it again, but properly this time.

I look at her, at the more carefree sight now that finals were over. The hickeys had faded from her skin, and the skin tone had slightly paled from the winter time. She still wore the leather jacket with my initials, and I couldn't help the happy sadness that made me feel. Was I pleased because she still wore it? Was I sad because she didn't talk to me, despite the fact she still wears such a thing?

I don't know.

I want to feel her in my arms again. I want to enjoy the softness of her lips again. I want to run my fingers through her pretty hair as she tells me everything from her day, a carefree air about us. I just want her back, but I can't even get that.

Not with how I can tell she's longingly staring after Suga right at this moment. I can tell from the set of her shoulders, from the angle her head's turned, from how she's not looking at her brother.

Damn, that hurts.

Suga POV

I can feel her gaze burning into the back of my jacket. I can tell that she still wants to talk to me about everything that happened. I can picture her (E/C) with that worried droop, the way her lip juts slightly. I can still remember everything about her. Her voice. Her skin. Her eyes. Her words. Her hair. Her everything. I remember her, as if we hadn't been not talking for such a long time.

Most of all, I can still feel her worry towards me.

There's never been someone I've regretted cutting from my life so badly. Taehyung can see it. He hasn't been spending as much time with Jimin because he's refusing to leave me alone for too long. He can see how my decision is weighing on me, how I regret my decisions, how I just want to say I'm sorry.

No.

I can't do that.

I can't apologize to her. Not when she did such an awful thing. She didn't even stay so we could talk the first time. She doesn't deserve that second chance. Not after she went to Namjoon's. Not after she abandoned me to sleep with that bastard.

And, what's the best way to drown my sorrows?

Forgetting.

Your POV

I pull my jacket over my shoulders and grab my keys. I peek my head into Jungkook's room, seeing Jimin and him go at a first person shooter.

"Ah, ah, ah, stop!" Jimin whines, losing another life as Jungkook headshots him.

"Then get better! This isn't my fault!"

I roll my eyes, entering the room and giving their heads quick pats. "I'm going out, you two. Go to bed early, you guys have big things tomorrow."

They both smile at me, and I can tell my words hold no strength. I chuckle and shake my head. I leave after that, setting myself.

I'm going to resolve this tonight.

So close, so VERY close to the end! That next chapter should actually be out soon, hopefully by the end of today or by tomorrow! See you in the next chapter! Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!