"If someone loves you, they'd never put themselves in a position to hurt you."
Warning: some mature content/strong language
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1st place in Solo Taehyung category at the MagicShopAwards 2019
2nd place in Solo Taehyung category at the PurpleLightsAw...
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flashback
Jungkook flew into the room, his chest heaving. Even though he was doing as much as he could to hide it, I could see a shadow of unfeigned fury dancing on his expression.
He leans his back on the bare cold wall, his shoulders tense and his white-knuckled fingers clutching his phone.
"Is anything the matter?" I ask softly, my mind alarmed.
His eyes, minutes ago filled with love and affection, don't meet mine. Instead, Jungkook shifts his gaze the other direction, a deep frown on his forehead, his nostrils widened from the anger that was so obviously burning up inside of him.
"Yes." He replies simply and I press my lips into a thin line, standing up slowly.
"Jungkook." I give him a meaningful look, but still, he doesn't even glance at me, so I take a few steps towards him. "You can tell me."
"I don't want to talk about it." He snarled, finally raising his eyes towards me and I see his irises illuminated by red circles of rage. This catches me taken aback, I freeze in my spot.
"Jungkook, whatever's bothering you, you know-" I try approaching him again in a loving tone, carefully making my way towards him like he's an injured dangerous animal.
"I said I don't want to talk about it, Y/N!" He yells out exasperatedly and I flinch. His form devoid from any tenderness and affection that I've always seen from him.
I sense my eyes filling with tears and let out a quiet sniffle. Jungkook's eyes widen and he has a look on his face like a person who's just now realizing what he has done. He gulps loudly and I know that the guilt has stepped in.
The following seconds an expression of hesitation dances on Jungkook's face. Finally, he clears his throat, quickly taking his coat off the hanger, making his way towards the door.
"I'm so sorry. I just- I can't do this right now." He utters in a hoarse voice and next thing I know he's out of my apartment.
Leaving me all alone.
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