haphephobia | j.jk

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Second Person POV

The both of you switched numbers that day and since then he had called and messaged countless times asking if you wanted to meet up. Every single time you came up with an excuse to not see him, all the basic things like 'sorry, I'm busy' and 'I've got too much to do at work at the moment'. You felt pretty bad about it but you were scared to tell him the actual reason behind your apparent lack of interest. One day you decided that if it didn't happen then it was never going to happen. You thought about the little pep talk you gave yourself the day you met him. If you focused on the negative all of the time then you'd never get the positives. So you gave him your address and told him to come over.

Time Skip

You were pacing around the kitchen nervously. You weren't ready to meet him again yet, to talk to him. No one had ever really been in your house, apart from the very occasional family visit. All you could think about was what would happen if he got too close, what if he ended up being just like 𝘩𝘪𝘮. You tried to push the thoughts to the back of your mind but they were pushing forth at full strength. The next thing you knew, there was a knock at the door and your feet were carrying you to the door. Your hands trembled as you fiddled around trying to unlock the door.

He smiled at you as the door opened. You asked him to come in and he happily obliged. He leaned forward to hug you but you backed off quickly, fear in your eyes. He gave you a questioning look and opened his mouth to say something. Before he was able to say anything, your own mouth spoke for you.

"Please, just don't. I'll explain in a little bit. I'm sorry..." You spoke dejectedly and hung your head slightly as you closed the door behind him.

"Would you like anything to drink?" You looked over your shoulder at him.

"Coffee would be great, please." He took a minute to take in his surroundings, before speaking again, "You know, this isn't the usual setting for a first date."

"I know." You sighed, " I'll explain that in a minute too." You continued making the coffee for the both of you.

"I never actually asked for your name, you've just been saved in my phone as 'cutie from the park' and I'd like to put a name to that title." He leant his elbows on the island in your kitchen as he admired you making the coffee.

"Oh yes, of course. My name's Y/n, and you are...."

"Jungkook, Jeon Jungkook."

"Nice to finally meet you again, Jungkook."

"You too, Y/n."

You finished making the coffee and brought it over to the coffee table, setting it down gently. Jungkook sat on the sofa opposite you, he'd obviously realised something was up with you and was being considerate towards your needs. You held the warm mug between both of your hands, before taking a long sip. You rested the cup between your knees and hands.

"I guess it's time I explain the whole thing that's going on with me then."

Jungkook perked up and looked at you, tilting his head slightly in curiosity. "An explanation would be nice."

"Okay so a few years back I was in a pretty bad relationship with a guy. He... ummm... did things I didn't 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 him to. It, uh, it caused me to be really wary of people. I didn't want people near me. I didn't want people touching me anywhere, even if it was a simple accidental brush of hands. I still don't. I thought it would just stop after a while and that everything would just be 𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘭 again. Obviously, life isn't a movie and that didn't happen. I'm scared to get close to anyone emotionally as well, incase history repeats itself. I never leave the house because everywhere is just so busy. I work from home and I get anything I need online and delivered to my house. That day, when you saw me, I went out because I knew no one in their right mind would be out in that kind of weather. And yet, there you were."

Jungkook looked at you blankly, blinking for a few seconds, until his expression melted into one of affection with a hint of sympathy. "That's... wow... I..."

"It's okay. I understand if you don't want to see me after finding out. I know relationships are basically built on physical contact nowadays and I don't want to hold you back from having something like that. You deserve better." You stared into your coffee cup and rubbed your knees together slightly.

"And you deserved better than that asshole." You snapped your head up at him in surprise. "You really think I'm the type of person who would walk away from someone just because I might not be able to have 'what most people have'? Because I'm really not and I'll have you know that I enjoy a challenge."

You smiled hopefully at him, "Are you sure? I really don't want to be annoying to you and all that..."

"I'm sure. I want to help you. I 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 help you. Because you deserve so much better. We'll get through this 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, as a couple. That is, if that's what you want?"

The tears filled your eyes, before you could stop them. No one had ever been this nice to you about this, not even your own family. Jungkook got up to comfort you. Quickly realising what he was doing, he decided to sit next to you on the other sofa, leaning as close to you as he could without touching you.

"Don't worry, I'm here now." You looked up at him and smiled at his whispered words.