To Dethrone the King | JJK ✔️

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𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕝𝕦𝕕𝕖: 𝕚𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕣𝕪 𝕒𝕟𝕪𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖, 𝕡𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕣𝕖

KANG BYEOL POV

I could only look at him.

It was like he put a spell on me, and I couldn't look away.

I felt another shard uprooted from my leg, causing me to hiss in pain and squint my eyes. Just as I shut my eyes I feel his breath tickling my nose and before I know it his forehead leans against mine and our lips connect.

It was so gentle and euphoric, me lightly pressing mine against his further. It didn't make sense how natural it felt. He felt. It was enough to cloud my thoughts and focus on solely his lips moving on mine.

"It's done, Byeol."

He pulls away slowly and reluctantly, pulling me forward as he creates distance between each other. I look at Ahjumma holding up the wet cloth now stained in blood. S-she didn't see, did she?

I didn't even feel any pain after he kissed me. It was as if time stopped and I had forgotten everything else before. "T-thank you," I whisper. Her mouth twitches, a very faint outline of a smile appearing.

"You can't go home like that. Stay the night, then we'll go to a hospital, okay?"

I shake my head vigorously, tightening my hold on Jungkook's uniform. "No, no hospitals," I freak out.

She gives Jungkook a quick look, putting her hands out in an attempt to calm me down. "O-okay, no hospitals. But can you tell me why?" She questions me softly.

"They'll call my parents."

She understands immediately, nodding. "I'll be your guardian instead, does that work?"

I shake my head in further disagreement, voice coming out hoarse. "No, you can't spend money on me like that. I won't let you."

Jungkook reaches up to hold my hand affirmatively. "It's alright, Byeol really. You need help," he pleads with his eyes.

As I look to him all I can see are his cherry red lips, stained and swollen from our incident just now. I want to feel it again.

"I'll be fine. I've had worse falls at the skate park," I explain, slumping back onto the couch more relaxed now.

It's not the fall or my twisted leg that caused me the most pain. It's the fact that I was almost assaulted. That was the scariest thing I'll ever experience in my life, I can't imagine how scared people who actually went through it must have felt.

I was so lucky for Jungkook to have found me. No matter how much of an asshole he was leading up to it before, I really do owe him one.

"You can sleep here for the night but we'll settle this tomorrow, okay?"

I nod my head, sniffling my nose. "T-thank you, Ahjumma."

"I'll go get the blankets," Jungkook speaks up, his cheeks flushed pink. His mother follows, the two leaving me to dwell in my thoughts.

He kissed me.

And I kissed him back.

I look up at the ceiling now.  I've never kissed anyone before, and to have Jungkook as my first kiss is something I never imagined happening. But he has a girlfriend. So why didn't it feel wrong?

Is he going to ignore me after this? I don't know what the future holds now and it scares me.

He was just calming me down, no big deal.

I hear hushed whispers and footsteps approaching once more, a soft material dipping down onto my forehead. I look up at Jungkook, holding the blanket over me.

"You know, in this position it's so easy to just snuff you out right now," he grins mischievously. And he's back.

A soft laughter rings from my mouth, making grabby hands at the blanket. "Don't you feel bad? Taking advantage of an injured girl."

He drops them down to my lap and comes closer to my face once more, the attempt to pick the mood up failing once more. "I was... worried..."

I sit up to get a better look at his face. His eyes are pure, fists balled at his sides. I smile at his expressions. It's very rare for me to see Jungkook's true emotions showing themselves.

I lean my forehead on his ghosting a smile. "It's not so easy to get rid of me, Jeon."

I feel him laugh breathlessly, patting down my hair. "Get some rest Kang, hm?"

He gets up to leave, leaving me alone in the dark abyss of his living room. I grab hold of his wrist before he can, panicking. He looks back curiously.

"I'll let you in on a secret since you've helped me so much today."

He turns back fully watching me. I avoid his gaze, looking up at his ceiling.

"I wish I died today."

The silent atmosphere grows even quieter, his breathing seeming to stop. I know he wasn't expecting that, but I just needed to get this out of my chest.

"I thought he would beat me up and leave me to die, but obviously he had... other plans," I shudder, gripping the blankets tighter.

"I honestly hoped for it. I'm such a burden to everyone around me. My parents have to pay for my living even though they hardly care for me and have never visited. And now I'm causing you and your mom trouble when I don't even belong here. You can just go now Jeon, I'm really okay with it. I'll go back to my house. I've stitched myself up before, I'm perfectly independent because I've been alone enough to know."

"I really don't have anything to lose at this point, so the thought of death doesn't scare me anymore. But," I pause, turning to look into his beautiful brown orbs.

"I'm glad you were there for me. It made me realise I don't want to go out like that."

I reach up at his shock-filled features, stroking his cheek in awe whispering softly to him.

"Please don't leave me, Jungkook."