It was already getting dark. Jimin had left ahead just because he would need to take the longer, less crowded way.
Jungkook pushed my hat a bit lower just to hide my face again. I had to wear his uniform, just in case. It was really big on me.
There weren't a lot of people on the streets to begin with. Jungkook started walking a bit faster. I followed him. A lamplighter was starting to light the street lamps. We both nodded at him as I lowered my hat a bit.
Jungkook slowed down to walk beside me. "I want to do this." I looked up at him. He was quite a bit taller than me. "I won't leave now."
I didn't know how to tell him. "I won't. I don't like you," I tried. "In a romantic way." I looked down. I had to tell him before everything.
"I know." He let out a tired laugh. "I didn't think you would tell me."
He knew? I hadn't really planned on telling him today. It was unnervingly hard to do so. It felt like I was betraying me, not giving myself a chance to feel. I could still feel my nerves tingling with doubts.
"Your father- Lord Gray used to write to you about marriage proposals," he continued, remembering father fondly. "He believed that you would change your mind if you found the right person."
I nodded. He did. Annoyingly so. He would write coded messages in which both the code and the real text was about one eligible bachelor or another.
"I did so too," he said after a pause. "I thought if you found someone you would love them back. Then, I met Namjoon. And if you didn't like him in that way, I couldn't see you liking anyone that way."
I understood what he meant. "I love Joon."
He nodded and took my hand lacing his fingers into mine. He raised my hand and planted a kiss at the back of my hand.
"I know. It's beautiful."
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Fanfiction"Why does everyone keep saying that? How isn't it me when I did it? I thought it. With my own brain and did it," I shouted. " And I still can sense the thought, the thought of wanting to kill you." He just kindly looked back at me and said, "Then t...
