NOT MATED || JEON JUNGKOOK

I LOVE MASTER

JUNGKOOK'S POV

I was on my way to find Saeron with my hyungs.

"So you kissed her huh? How come you didn't tell us?" Yoongi asked.

"Yoongi please. Now is not the time for this."

"But why did you kiss her though? I thought you didn't like her?" Taehyung asked.

"I don't. And I don't know why I kissed her."

"I personally think you like her." Jimin mumbled but I just ignored his comment.

"What matters is that we find her. So that we can help her."

"Yeah." Taehyung said.

"Hey! Isn't that her?" Jimin asked pointing at a girl by a locker.

"Yeah. That's her."

We ran to her and she was startled by us.

"Why are you here?" she asked seeming, frightened?

"Saeron, it's me. Jungkook."

"I know, but you should go. Master won't be happy with me if I speak to you."

I could feel my blood boil when I heard her call him Master.

"It's fine. He won't hurt us." I assured.

"Not you. Me. He doesn't want me talking to other guys. It makes him jealous. And mad."

"Well, we won't let him hurt you, okay?" I said taking her hand into mine.

She immediately pulled her hand away, "Don't touch me! Didn't you hear what I said?! Only Master gets to touch me!"

"Why? What's going on? Is he threatening you or something? Is that why you're acting this way?"

"No."

"Then why?" I asked frustrated.

"Because I love Master."

My heart sank and I saw the looks of surprise on my hyungs faces.

"You...you love him?"

She nodded, "Now please leave me alone."

"No. You don't love him. You can't love him!"

"Jungkook -" Yoongi said trying to grab my arm.

"No! This isn't you Saeron! Even your best friend says something is wrong with you. So stop! Stop lying to me. Stop lying to yourself! You don't love him. You can't love him." I yelled saying the last part to myself.

She shook her head, "No. You're wrong. I do love Master. He makes me happy."

I sighed in defeat.

Maybe her friend was wrong. Maybe we all are wrong. Maybe she just really loves him.

I have to accept that. We all do.

Suddenly, I felt her collapse into my arms.

My eyes widened with shock and worry.

SAERON'S POV

I opened my eyes and felt a pain in my head. I sat up and looked around. I realized that I was in Jungkook's bedroom.

But how did I get here? Who brought me here? I thought Jungkook hates me.

The door suddenly opened again Jungkook walked in.

He looked at me with surprise but then softened.

"You're awake I see."

"Jungkook?" I asked.

"Yeah. It's me."

It took nothing more than that to make me run into his arms and hug him tightly.

I cried into his shirt and felt him stroke my hair in a soothing way.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean what I said. None of it is true! Please forgive me."

He pulled me back and cupped my cheeks , "I forgive you."

I smiled and hugged him again.

"I'm so glad. I couldn't deal with you hating me."

"We need to talk."

I nuzzled my face into his neck as I wrapped my legs around his waist.

I heard him chuckle before carrying me back to the bed again setting me down opposite him.

"Why were you acting like that earlier? Why were you pushing me away? Why did you say...that you love someone else?" he asked saying the last thing softly but I caught it.

He looked at me with anticipation.

I, however, looked at him with confusion.

What was he talking about?

"What are you talking about Jungkook?"

He furrowed his brows, "You mean, you don't remember?"

"Remember what?"

"Pushing me away and telling me that you're in love with Jackson."

My eyes widened.

"What? I never did nor said that! I would never say that! And I don't love Jackson. I really don't."

"Saeron, what's the last thing you remember?"

"Waking up with Jackson next to me in my bed. I was scared but then felt something inject me. I blacked out after that."

"So you don't remember going to school nor what happened there?"

I shook my head.

"What's going on Jungkook? Why don't I remember? Is there something wrong with me?" I asked worriedly.

He saw my face and ruffled my head in reassurance.

"It's okay. Things will be okay. Don't worry about it. You tired?"

I nodded leaning more into his touch.

"Then go back to bed."

I lied down and grabbed his hand.

"Stay with me."

"I can't. I have something to take care of."

I pouted in disappointment.

He chuckled, "Don't worry. I'll be here when you wake up."

"Promise?" I asked like a child.

"Promise. Now rest. See you later."

I nodded before closing my eyes as falling into a deep sleep.