𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗 ; 𝚌.𝚝𝚣 & 𝚓. 𝚓𝚔

𝓉𝓌𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓎-𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉

author's pov

do you know the feeling of smelling something long expired on the refrigerator, accidentally taking a whiff at it.. its putrid scent brushing your nose, making you retch? the sight of the growing molds also twisting up knots in your stomach, making you lose your appetite?

that was how jungkook felt at the moment.

his love long expired, the sight of his ex disgusting him.

the familiar scent that brushed his nose didn't give him nostalgia. it gave him nausea.

lee yemi, the girl who broke him had the audacity to return.

jungkook didn't want to look, his posture now tall and firm, and his gaze piercing, frigid as ice.

his heart stung, not because of seeing the girl who had left him, but because of the possible threat she could be to his and tzuyu's relationship. he didn't want to be seen with this girl.

tears brimmed in the girl's eyes, gripping the sides of jungkook. right there and then, he wanted to shove her, but he wasn't a jerk, so he pulled away politely.

"jungkook, I-" he returned her gaze, she shuddered at the look he gave, it showed disdain and disbelief. she never saw jungkook like this before. initially, she thought it was easy, a sight of her crying would have done the trick.

"my parents.. they're gone." she choked in her sobs. yemi struggled to speak her mind, and the overwhelming feeling of rejection towered over her. "I have no one," his walls were up, and he thought this could possibly one of her oscar-winning acts, he didn't want to believe too quickly. what if she was making up everything?

it came out almost as a whisper. before she could say anything else, taehyung grabs her by her elbow, his grip tight. the rest of jungkook's friends were all as sick as he was. the others decide to move the study night for another day and give them privacy, leaving taehyung who had gone up to the two.

"you wretched bitch,"

yemi was confused. shouldn't they have welcomed her by now? wasn't her sullen, bruised state enough to prove that she's suffered and should be showered with warmth?

no. that hope was entirely a momentary thought of relief. of course, they weren't going to be the same. she only led herself to believe something that had so little chance of being true. she was being delusional.

after what she's done? who would believe anything she says?

taehyung let go of his hardened grip when he realizes it was too strong. his hardened expression weakened when he sees her wrecked state, her tears, never-ending. she sinks down to the floor, desperate. in a kneeling position, she lowers her back, her hands rubbing against each other.

"he got too possessive, he didn't take my situation seriously, so I ran away. this was the only place I could think of.. to you." the question that surfaced in jungkook's mind had been answered. turns out, her boyfriend she proudly posted was a jerk.

jungkook observed the situation, yemi had a suitcase, and with a close look at her clothed skin, underneath, you could see bruises.

"I have nowhere to stay," she pleaded. she left with many regrets. and the repercussions of her actions were now tormenting every corner of her mind. it only made it harder for her to bear.

she had to agree that she was such an ass for leaving jungkook like that.. and she wanted to make up to him.

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"what if she comes back and tries to reason things out?"

"you shouldn't think of someone that way forever if they try and change." jimin who had been quiet, utters. he naturally had a good nature and he was the deep thinker next to namjoon. "what she's done is definitely unacceptable.. for hurting you like that..