Soulmate [BTS Jungkook Fanfiction]

Chapter 11

A grip on the hem of my shirt stopped me.

Kim Seohyun: It isn't real... I don't hate you... I was just angry...

Her sweet delicate voice spoke, her hand still gripping my shirt.

I couldn't move, I couldn't speak, my muscles were all frozen intense, my lips slightly parted as my respiration was accelerated quickly.

Kim Seohyun: But I understand if you're not forgiving me, no one likes hatred, right?

I heard a light sigh from her, feeling her hand was loosen from my shirt as it dropped from the grip.

I turned my head around, only to find her back facing me, the blanket covering her body starting from the shoulder.

I have the urge to go up and do something to finish this stupid unreasonable fight, but it just feels so wrong to do that now, plus, what can I do?

Even if I did do something, it would just make this worse, wouldn't it...?

Stupid.

[Kim Seohyun's POV]

Friday

I felt a sudden headache as it woke me up from sleep.

I slowly opened my eyes, finding myself laying on Jungkook's bed as I looked over to a clock describing 6:30 pm.

Did I just sleep the whole day?!

I sighed while sitting up, massaging my temple with my fingers before I realise a wet cloth was fell onto the blanket in front of me from my forehead.

I turned my gaze down, only find Jungkook sitting on the floor, placing his crossed arms on the side of the bed while laying on it with his left cheek, sleeping.

I held the cloth in my hands as I brought my face closer to his.

His back was moving up and down slowly as his soft breathing was heard, his eyes were closed gently with his lips slightly parted as he sleeps.

My breath was held unconsciously, my heartbeat's pace was suddenly sped up as I felt blood rushing up my cheeks.

He looks so peaceful, so... attractive.

As realisation hits me, I quickly backed myself away from him with big eyes, feeling shocked at himself.

Did I just call him attractive and blushing at myself?!

I slapped my forehead with my palm.

I really need to get out of here.

I took my bag which was on the bedside table, sneaking out of the room without waking him up.

After sneaking out successfully, I reached the living room and was met by Jungkook's mother who's sitting on the couch, watching television with a cup of tea.

Mrs Jeon: Kim Seohyun?  You've woken up. How are you feeling?

Of course, Jungkook has told her about my fever, why wouldn't he?

Kim Seohyun: I'm... good.

I gave her my best smile, carefully approaching the front door.

Mrs Jeon: Are you going home?

I nodded my head, looking at her with hope.

Mrs Jeon: Come on, stay until dinner. It's almost 7 pm.

The hope drains from my eyes.

Kim Seohyun: No thanks, Mrs Jeon. I'll be going now.

I quickly approached the door, giving a sign for Mr Yoon to open it.