The Tutor | Jikook

Chapter 18

Jimin POV

Screaming out as I collapse to the ground, I slam my hands down on the hardwood flooring. My breathing's heavy as I squeeze my eyes shut and rest my head on the backs of my hands. However, even that doesn't help as I shoot my eyes right back open. Every single time I close my eyes, all I can imagine is Jungkookie with Taehyung.

Frustrated by the fact I've still yet to get all of this bullshit out of my head, I smack my hands down on the floor again before pushing myself back up onto my feet. Zoning back into the music that's playing through the speakers of the dance studio, I ignore how weak I'm beginning to feel as I begin to make my body flow to the tune of the music.

I manage to get back into the flow of things for a short while until I finally hear the front door bells ring to let me know someone's here. Not having paid any attention to the time, I figure it's someone here for their private lesson as I turn around to greet them. However, the moment I turn around, I instantly regret it.

"Jiminie, please. We need to talk." Jungkook calls out across the open floor, his voice soft but worried. Though, despite his soft tone, his voice is clearly heard across the open floor above the music I have playing softly at the moment.

"If you're just here to tell me you're picking him over me, then just get the fuck out of here. I don't need to fucking here it, Jungkook." I say coldly, my voice cracking halfway. I don't bother watching him for a reaction as I turn back around. Keeping my eyes on the floor so that I don't have to see him in the mirrors, I continue dancing to the music in a pathetic attempt to get my mind off of all this again. However, that doesn't work well as only minutes later, my body freezes at the contact of his hands on my sides. His hold is gentle, but tight enough and strong enough to keep me from moving any further.

"Hyung, please. Baby, we need to talk about this." Jungkook whispers softly in my ear before nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck from behind. I swallow hard, not being able to find the words or the strength to get him off me this time. We've been together for just a week and a half, and yet I've already lost him.

"I don't wanna hear it, Jungkook. I get it and I understand. Just fucking go already. Okay? I don't care if you're with Tae and not me, as long as your fucking happy and safe. Just fucking go." I mutter out, my voice cracking and two octaves higher than usual as I fight back tears.

"Jiminie, please. You're not listening." He mumbles into my neck, wrapping his arms properly around me as holding tight. Tipping my head back in attempt to fight the tears, I end up resting my head back on his shoulder.

"Kookie, please. It's hard enough as it is, alright? Just go. Go spend your time with Taehyung just like you'd be doing anyways. Just go be with him already if that's what's making you happy anymore." I choke out quietly. He shakes his head against my neck in response, grip tightening on me ever so lightly.

"Jiminie, baby, please. Stop it. Stop. You're not listening. We need to talk this out, baby." Jungkook says, voice cracking in the process. Huffing in frustration and not wanting to hear it to begin with, I finally find the strength to shove him off me. I spin around in the process, glaring at the younger boy stood in front of me. His eyes are wide and worried, glossy as he looks at me.

"Then just fucking spit it out, Jungkook! If you wanna say it so goddamn fucking badly, then just say it! Go right the fuck ahead and finish the process of breaking my goddamn heart!" I shout at him, hands clenched into fists at my sides. I don't even bother fighting the tears at this point, letting them fall freely. There's no preparing for the pain that I know is coming. I can already feel the pain building up in my chest and stomach, though I know it's nothing compared to what I'll feel by the time the words have been said.

The one boy. The only person who's ever made me so happy when he's around. The one person I've never felt more protective over. Who's made all the lack of sleep I've been getting worth every second of it. His bright sweet smile every time he finally starts getting something new lighting up my day every time. And yet, here he is. Here is he about to crush everything. Burn it all to the ground and darken my days more than what they've ever been before.

"Jiminie, I'm still staying with you. It's always been you, never once Tae."