𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 ⏤𝕓𝕥𝕤

j.jk | only one

Pairing: j.jungkook x f.reader

Genre: fluff + slight angst

Length: 1.0k

A/N: I'm aiming to write one requested drabble per week and it's slowly getting there so I'm happy! I hope you enjoy this drabble! More are yet to come!

Propmts:

● "Did they hurt you?"

● "You're cute when you're worried"

● "Do you really think I could ever replace you?"

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"Did they hurt you?" Jungkook held you in his arms, body filled with guilty as he buried his nose into the crown of your head, your scent bringing him as much comfort as the feeling of you secured in his embrace. He knew that this was inevitable - a saegseng attack on the one he loves dearly - he just hoped people had more humanity than to attack someone for their own selfish desires.

"I-I'm alright..." you whispered, trying to contain your whimpers by tucking your face into the crook of his neck, "just keep holding me, please."

"Y-yeah- of course!" he squeezed you tighter for a moment, where the two of you took the time to savour the feeling of being in each other's hold. Just to assure himself, Jungkook leaned back to look at you with worried eyes and furrowed brows. He brings a hand up to hold your cheek and softly caress the apple of it with his thumb, "I'm glad you're safe." this is one of the rare times, where Jungkook lets himself freely express his inner emotions and you're honoured to be able to see it.

Giggling, you bring yourself up onto your toes to touch noses with him, "you're cute when you're worried," breaking from his trance of worry and relief, he buries his face into your hair and pulls you closer once more, but not before pressing a firm kiss onto your forehead.

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Despite not sustaining any injuries from the saegseng attack last week, Jungkook still feels as though you've changed somehow. He can't place it but he's picked up on the prominent changes in your behaviour. Not knowing what to do, he brings his worries to the one person that he knows will provide some sort of light in the darkness he finds himself in.

"I don't know what's wrong, Hyung..." Jungkook runs his fingers through his hair in frustration.

"This is really odd..." Namjoon leans back and places a thoughtful finger against his temple as if to aid his thought process, "so you say she's eating less..."

Jungkook nods, "When she loves eating food and can never have a favourite dish," he would've laughed if the situation wasn't so serious as the image of you thoroughly enjoying your meals projects itself in the back of his mind.

"And that he joins you at the gym but stays for longer than you..."

"She likes to exercise but she tells me it's only because I'm there to encourage and do it with her. She would never stay for longer if she didn't have to," the stress and worry has Jungkook running his fingers through his hair again, bringing it closer to the appearance of a bird's nest. He almost curses himself for picking up Jimin's habit of 'hair-stroking' but he has other priorities - you.

"And this has started happening ever since the attack?" the cogs were turning and piecing together in Namjoon's head as Jungkook gave a weak nod, face contorting into an expression of guilt, "do you think the saegseng said anything to her that could have triggered this change?" as soon as Namjoon voices this thought, Jungkook raises his head in realisation.

"It can't be...she knows better than to believe anything some deranged stranger would say..."

"So have they said anything to her that you know of?"

"No...jagi hasn't said anything to me about details of that day," a flash of worry swamps Jungkook's eyes.

"I think it's worth you talking to her about it..."

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"Jagi...can we talk?" Jungkook begins, not missing how you take a moment too long to process his request.

"Sure we can!" your smile is fake and you know he can tell but you're sure that if you fake it enough then he'll eventually believe it's true. He pats the space beside him and as you go to sit down, he has a quick change of mind and brings you into his lap, earning a squeak and subsequent spell of laughter from you. Once you've settled down, you reach up to stroke your fingers through his hair and kiss his forehead as he nuzzles his face into your collar, "What's wrong Kookie?..."

"I love you." it was such a definite statement. His voice wasn't shaky and didn't have an ounce of insecurity present in it. You didn't know how to feel about his declaration; it felt more like a proposal. To ease the tension, you give a light giggle and lean down to kiss him on the lips.

"I love you too..." you stare into each other's eyes before he builds up enough courage to ask you something that makes you freeze up.

"Was there anything that happened or said that you aren't telling about during the attack last week?" he gently asks, "Because you're acting strange and I'm worried that you're keeping something inside you that you shouldn't be..."

"I-...I" you can't speak. You had tried so hard to take this alone but he's somehow figured you out.

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'You aren't good enough for him! And you never will be!'

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With some tender coaxing, he finally gets it out of you. Tears pave a streak of wetness down your face as and it breaks Jungkook's heart but he knows that this is an opportune time for him to finally be there for you. It's usually you being there for him, through hard times, when he's hungry or when he needs a listening ear and not a judging mind, you were always there. This time, he will be there for you, for the love he's so lucky to have and has been so close to losing.

"Do you really think I could ever replace you?" Jungkook muses, "Because I can't. I can only have one Jagi and that Jagi has to be you, no one else." you provide him with a watery smile and he silently cheers at the progress, "You're mine and I'm yours...that's never going to change."

That night, the two of you share valuable time together, exchanging kisses, locking gazes, cuddling beneath thin blankets that you eventually have to throw off as it got too hot. Laughs were shared and conversations were had, voicing worries as well as gratitude for one another. There no longer lives a single doubt in your mind that he'd leave you for another.

"How could I when you're the only one that'll do."