The Story of Us | Jikook/Kookmin

31 | When Revenge Backfires

[A/N: Remember how I said I had a bulk of pre-written content ready... Here goes first double update of the bunch. (: Hope y'all labellies enjoy!]

Jungkook POV.

Moments after dashing around the rain-wet streets like a madman I finally spot him walking on a random pavement, hugging himself, body shrunk in the wet clothes that drip water. I exhale in relief of having found him, taking support from my knees to catch my breath, and as soon as air makes it inside my lungs I sprint on my feet fastly, calling his name when I'm ten steps or so away.

He gets startled and turns his head around to find my voice, eyes squinting into little lines of insecurity and face going paler than it already is. He is drenched... 

 - Jimin-ssi! -I shout as I accelerate but the distance doesn't get shorter because he starts fastens his steps too.

- What are you doing here?! Leave me alone! -He forces out of his lungs while running in plea of escape and the last syllable comes in form of a sob-sigh, making me realize that he has been crying. I swallow painfully and fasten my sprints, close to catching him by the arm but he dodges when he notices last second, directing his steps  to the middle of the street to escape from my grip. -Stop it, I told you to fucking leave!

- I'm not leaving, just... -I struggle as I attempt at catching him again but his hands push me back by the chest, causing me to stumble backwards as he stands breathless a couple steps away.

- Don't touch me! -He cries out with a raspy voice while aggressively wiping his tears. After catching his breath he looks at the ground to his side and sucks on his lip tortuously, and uses the soft range of his voice this time. -Just... leave, please. I'll be back at the motel. I just need some time alone. 

- Hyung, you know I'm not leaving you here. -I speak, fear latched into my words, but he sighs and turns his back to me, starting to walk again. 

Fearing that trying anything physical like holding him is going to backlash again, I do what I know best to do since I was a senseless teen with immature fears about love, scared to look into his eyes long enough to have my heart racing, yet pouting selfishly when the attention went away upon my responsiveness:

I follow him around.

He stops soon when he notices our matching footsteps. Then he turns half of his boy around, eyeing me up and down in disbelief.

- Tell me something. -He says concentratively, facing me again and walking quickly towards me, stopping in front of me and staring at my eyes with so much intensity that my heart races in face of the unexpected. Park Jimin is scary when he is mad... and apparently when he is hurt too... -Why did you return to Busan?

Huh? I swallow and try to come up with the correct answer, feeling like a total kid in front of him - something I hadn't felt like in a very long time. 

- F-for you. -I reply without thinking too much, seeing his patience reach its limit.

- You said you hadn't come back for me when we first met that day at the Busan house. -He says with wide open eyes accusatively. -You said I was just a neighbor to you, someone you had gotten over. -And then his eyes are getting clogged up, words blocking his throat and he is holding himself back from speaking because he knows he is not going to be able to make it. His breaths dissipate into the foggy rain weather instead.

- I didn't tell the truth. -I reply urgently, raising my hands to hold him but his tensing body makes me retract my move. -That wasn't the truth, I just got triggered when you started accusing me, I just said it...