Chapter 23

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Yoongi POV

My lips fall slack at Jungkook's confession, not having expected it at all. Not having expected any of it. Not his confession. Not how he called me out on my lies again. Not on how he called me out for trying to lie to the both of us. None of it, was I expecting.

I can't bring myself to look over at him, feeling ashamed of myself for all of the pain I must've caused him. I don't even know what to say at this point, feeling so terrible and lost and truthfully scared right now.

"Jungkookie, you deserve a lot better than me. I'm way too fucked up for you." I finally manage to mutter quietly in a whisper tone, still not looking over at him. Though, I can't help myself when he finally takes a seat on the edge of my bed, taking my hand gently in his as he causes me to look over at him.

"I love you just the way you are though, hyung. Imperfections and any flaws you may seem to think exist and all. I just need you to stop pushing me away." Jungkook counters gently, the softest and most caring and loving look I've ever seen in his eyes before. It makes my heart swell alarmingly, not wanting to believe that this could truly be happening again. That I could actually be falling for him more than I already have. And to make it worse, he's encouraging it this time.

"I don't wanna bring you down or hold you back, Kookie. I'm nothing but died weight to you and the others." I mumble dejectedly, letting my gaze fall to my lap where my free hand is laid haphazardly. I'm caught completely off guard though, when I suddenly feel his soft lips pressed against my cheek. The action is short, just a chaste peck on my cheek before he's pulled back again, but leaving me surprised and feeling fairly light nonetheless. Slowly lifting my head and gaze back up to meet his, my eyes are wide with my lips fallen slack again. He just gives me a small shy smile though, giggling softly at my reaction.

"You could never weigh me down or hold me back, Yoongi. You've always been my reason for encouragement, my reason for pushing myself to work harder and to be better. Please, Yoongi. You're as terrible as you think you are. And I love you exactly how you are." Jungkook whispers softly, rubbing the pad of his thumb over the back of my hand gently as he laces his fingers through mine. I blush lightly at his words and actions, never having thought that I'd see the day where I'd actually have Jungkook sat in front of me and saying such things.

"Kookie, will you... Will you be my boyfriend?" I mumble shyly, looking up at him nervously. I watch his adorably beautiful bunny smile spread across his face, listening to his light soft giggles once more as he nods his head happily.

"Yes, hyung. Yes, I'd love to." Jungkook answers excitedly, sounding lighter and happier than he has for months now. I blush even more at his answer, feeling flustered and overwhelmed by the surprise of all of this happening, not having expected any of this at all.

Not being able to hold myself back any longer, I nervously lean in and gently latch my lips onto his. In an instant, his lips are molding against mine as our lips move together in sync. It makes me fall in love all over again, this kiss feeling more perfect that I could've ever thought it'd feel.

"Please, hyung. Please stop pushing me away so much. I love you and I don't want to keep fighting you just for you to let me in and be closer to you again." Jungkook murmured softly as he pulls away but not moving too far, resting his forehead against mine. I sigh softly, not wanting to give in but feeling much too reeled in by how loving and caring he's being right now to be able to argue with him.

"Okay, Jungkookie, okay. I'll do the best I can. Anything that's gonna make you happy, baby. I just wanna be the best for you."

THE END

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A/N:

Hi everyone! I'm so sorry to say that this story has finally come to an end! I hope you all enjoyed it and thank you for sticking with it to the end!!!

Hope to see you all in another story and I love you all!!

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