LOVE AT FIRST HATE | BTS Jungkook ff

Cold and warm

(Jungkook's POV)

I thought she was an emotionless rock. I kept thinking that she didn't know how to show any emotion except anger, but a lot of things that happened today are proving me wrong.

Earlier when we bumped into Hae in, she got so sad. So cold. When I placed my hand on hers in the car, she wept. I swear it's too hard to watch someone cry. It's harder when you are not able to do anything about it.

This girl Eun bi is full of pride. She left just like that because someone saw her cry.

I don't think she got over that when the other drama happened at the press conference.

I don't know any of Yuri and Eun bi's stories but I know that there's something in their past that's hurting both of them.

Jimin didn't particularly tell me anything about staying with Eun bi, but I wanted to be with her to make sure she was okay.

Her apartment was just how I imagined it to be. Artistic and empty.

"Your place is nice.. looks comfortable" I said as I stood beside her.

"Thanks," she didn't look at me.

She was quiet.

I know she's not a person that talks a lot usually, but her silence was different this time.

This silence of her scares me. Yes, she never fails to scare me. But I prefer the one with her angry face, not this one with a soulless blank face.

The girl who stood still just like that started breathing unusually. Is she crying?

Like I said, It's so hard to watch someone cry and not be able to do anything about it.

I held her hand. Felt like Dejavu.

Probably she'll push me away this time too, but why am I still doing it?

To my surprise, the small thing came into a hug.

I didn't even wait for a second to embrace her into my arms.

When I hugged her, I felt a warmth that I never thought I had inside me before. I was giving that warmth to that girl suffering from coldness

She cried like a baby on my chest. I wanted her to drop all of her troubles on my chest as she cried. I wanted this to be her guilty pleasure.

It was as if I was waiting to give her all the warmth she needed to heal.

"I just came back. Why isn't anyone going easy on me? Why can't people just stop bullying?Long ago I thought they are like that because of their age, but they are still like that. Why can't they grow up? How long can I keep acting strong?Just because I fight back doesn't mean that I'm not hurt. " she started screaming in a quavering voice.

Just like I thought things had happened when she was a kid.

"It's okay" I said softly as I patted her head very slowly.

There was no consensual feeling in this hug. She just looked like a baby and I was having this urge to put her to sleep while singing her a lullaby.

All of a sudden she pulled away from the hug and stood far from me.

"You should go now" she said while turning her back on me.

"But" I tried to say something but no words came out of my mouth because my mind knew that the right thing to do now was to listen to her words.

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(Eun bi's POV)

After that incident at my apartment, Jungkook and I had no contact with each other.

I still feel embarrassed about it.

I must be crazy to act like that. I'm supposed to be the cool and sassy queen, not a crybaby.

Since that day I didn't go out anywhere except Yuri's apartment whenever I felt a bit empty.

I'm used to loneliness but emptiness will kill me.

And yeah, one day we had a candid photo shoot for the fake dating news. That was the last time I saw Jungkook.

A week later the drama crew started preparing for the shoot which was gonna begin soon.

This just made everyone busy including myself.

I started my preparation work in my studio itself as I thought that I don't have to work with the crew for basic designing. I preferred working alone in a quiet place, but when the shooting begins, I have to work with the crew.

Although the novel has a webtoon version, it's quite hard to bring the concepts to reality. Especially with some modifications in the script, it became quite confusing.

I used to be an idler until I found art. Art has always been something that motivated me. Art made me move, metaphorically as well as literally. It started with scribbling during boring classes and then to express the emotions I didn't want to show anyone.

Art became my savior.

Now that my work itself is making art, I'm not lazy in it.

One bad thing about this is, it becomes a kind of addiction. At least until the work is done.

If you could see me now, you'd think of me as a drug addict.

I look horrible right now. I felt horrible too.

I don't know for how long I have been working, but I kept working on the illustrations.

If Yuri sees me now, I'll definitely get a huge lecture which is one of the main reasons why I tell her not to contact me when I'm working.

The apartment was a mess. All the food wrappers, dishes and junk were around me. I left them to clean when I'm done with my work.

I don't know why but I've been feeling warm for a long time. I checked the air conditioner which was still at the right temperature.

What's wrong then?

Now I started sweating a lot.

I wasn't even wearing much. Just a crop top and shorts, but it still felt so hot.

I went to get some cold water.

I felt tipsy when I walked to the refrigerator. I took the mineral water bottle and drank some. I still felt hot. Now I splashed some of it on my body.

Why is it still hot?

Why am I feeling drowsy?

The water bottle hit the floor with a thud. It was the last sound I remember hearing.

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The vision was blurry. What happened? Where am I? Someone walked in front of me.

Who was that?

A man?

"Oppa?"

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Hey guys! author here! Sorry for not updating for a long time! I'm a very lazy person and I'm not proud about it. I'll try my best to keep updating regularly. Anyhow unlike my other stories(I have unpublished them because I lost the ideas) I'll definitely complete this one because of the writing machine friend I have.