A smile appeared on his dark and cold face, making y/n flattered and honoured. A true smile caused by the right person. A person that could tell the difference between faking and loving. "He can suck my non-existent dick", she meant and chuckled lightly.
And after so many years, Jungkook wanted to open his mouth, wanted to say something, wanted to have a verbal conversation. Telling her how much he appreciates her. How thankful he was, how much he loved her. How a little movement from her could make him crazy, how adorable she looked when she was trying to study with him. How much he needs her.
But he couldn't.
Because he was muted.
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@koorifics 2019; "no words"
genre: fluff/soft
warning¡ : smut; depression; suicidal thoughts
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no words
Fanfictionjungkook hasn't talked for ages. people around him are trying to fix him, while one person accepts him for who he is. and this person is you. - ♡ - [ warning: this story includes - violence - depression - suicidal thoughts - self harm] - ♡ - ,,tryi...
