I wake up to someone caressing my hair. I open my eyes slightly and see Jungkook sitting down by the couch.
“What are you doing up? Are you okay?” I ask, sitting up.
“I’m not okay, Hwa Young.” He says and my hands instinctively reach for his forehead.
“Your temperature seems to have fallen. Are you feeling dizzy? Or are you hurting somewhere?” I ask in one breath.
“Hurts right here.” He takes my hand and puts it on his chest. I pull my hand away immediately.
“Do you despise me so much now that you can’t even touch me?” He asks and I look away.
“Jungkook, please don’t…” I say but Jungkook cuts me off.
“Hwa Young, please come back to me. I can’t live without you. This whole house has been a mess without you. I have been a mess without you. Please, I beg you.” He says and I get up.
“Where are you going? Please stay.” He says as I pick up my handbag and leave for the door. He back hugs me and prevents me from leaving.
“Jungkook, leave me. Let me go.” I say and try to pull away.
“I can’t. Please don’t leave me like this. I don’t know what to live for if not you. I’ll do anything for you. You need my time? I’ll make time for you. I won’t interact with other female idols. I’ll tell the world you’re mine. Just please don’t leave.” He says, crying now. I stop struggling and turn back.
“Enough Jungkook. Don’t give me promises you can’t keep. This is your line of work. You can’t not talk to other idols and you can’t tell the world about us either. I don’t want you to do these things. I know how much is at stake and I’m just tired of this. Please don’t make this any harder than it already is. Please. Just…let me go.” I say and his grip around me loosens. I walk out the door when he’s released me, both of us crying rivers.
After about a week~
“Hwa Young!” I turn back, as Yoongi comes towards me.
“Yeah?” I ask.
“I need to talk to you.” He says and my eyes go wide. Yoongi wants to talk to me? He usually is quiet except for when with the boys, and only talks to me about our shoots.
“Okay.” I answer and he takes me to a nearby storage room.
“Have you met Jungkook recently?” He asks directly. I face down and remember our last meeting.
“About a week ago.” I answer truthfully.
“You haven’t met him after that?” He asks and I shake my head.
“Is something wrong?” I ask, concerned.
“Yeah, he’s not in a good condition. He even collapsed because he practiced our new choreo excessively. He’s overworking himself.” He says. I keep looking down. I don’t know what to say.
“Look, whatever you guys have, you need to clear it up. He’s suffering a lot and I hear you’ve been making a lot of mistakes too lately. Hwa Young, I know you guys have been together for 6 years now. That kind of love doesn’t just go away. I’ll leave it up to you to decide what’s best for you. Take care, okay?” He says and walks out.
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I love you, Jeon Jungkook
Fanfiction"Hwa Young? I thought you were asleep. Did I wake you up?" He asks. "No, it's alright. I couldn't sleep." I say and he nods. He then pulls me closer and puts his chin on top of my head, closing his eyes. "Let's fall asleep together then." He says...
