𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑙𝑦 𝐷𝑒𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 // 𝑗𝑗𝑘, 𝑦/𝑛, 𝑘𝑡ℎ

5

jk POV :

I jumped onto my bicycle and started to get to her home as quick as I could ... before my indecisive head decided to change it's mind about the apology. I was so rude to her for absolutely no reason. If she didn't like me, she didn't like me- end of story.

But it's not as if she liked someone else, so it was okay that she rejected me. She wasn't ready. I'd wait until she would be.

And with that thought a stupid smile crept up all the way to my cheeks. The thought of her being flustered when I would tell her how sorry I was, kept playing inside my brain like a broken record. It was like I almost couldn't wait to see her.

I found the area in which she lives so I got off my bike and started walking while holding onto it. It was getting late and the sun was about to go down. I probably should've gotten out of there. The place didn't seem so friendly. And the thought that she most probably lived here made me sick to my stomach.

It was so quite that I could hear my own footsteps and the chain of my bike next to me. That was until I heard a faint sound in the distance of someone ... groaning ?

What was happening, was I hearing things? My eyes unconsciously looked into the direction of the sound, it was in an alley way ahead of me. So I quietly crept up to the side and peeked through the little alley.

There were two young people, around my age, behind a dumpster. Thank god I didn't get the whole view because there seemed to be some dirty action going on below the chest. I couldn't see the boy properly because of the hoodie covering his face, but after looking carefully I saw the girl.

I quickly looked away still standing on the corner of the wall, and I stuck to it like it was my lifeline. I had never felt my heart shatter like it had in that moment. I suddenly felt so heavy, and all I wanted to do was sink into the cement and never come out again.

How could she? I thought she was an angel, so innocent, so beautiful.

My throat started to hurt as I held back painful tears. I didn't know what I was feeling in that moment. She said she wasn't ready. She said no. So why say yes to a random boy just like that? I tried to understand, but the more I thought into it, the more I tried to defend her, it made me realise how stupid I was for feeling bad for her. I didn't want to hate her but that's all my heart made me do in that moment. I felt so betrayed, like she had just stabbed me several times in my back. I wanted to laugh at the situation. Maybe I was going crazy.

Amidst all those emotions, I had a devious idea. Probably not a good one. It would most definitely cause problems, for me and certainly for her.

I fished out my phone from my pocket and secretly started to film what was happening. I caught it all. Her face, her hands, the groaning and the secrecy. It was all on my phone. In my hand. My shaking hands.

When I couldn't take it anymore, my breathing got heavier, and my hands started to tremble even more. So much so that it slipped out of my hands falling to the floor ripping away the restricted atmosphere those two had created. I heard y/n gasp in surprise, and that immediately made me grab my phone and start running away. I didn't know where I was going but I made sure that I was out of their site.

Han POV :

I heard something clutter on the floor, so I quickly zipped up my pants and ran out the alley to see a figure with his back to me running away like his life depended on it. Once he was out of my view, I scanned my surroundings and saw a bike littered across the floor.

My jaw dropped and I felt myself start to sweat. That was jungkook's bike. Did he see us? What if he saw me?

I didn't even have words to explain my fear.

                    ♫❣︎シ❣︎㋛シ☾𓁹❥♥︎⌫

jk POV:

I sat on my bed in the dark. My door sealed shut, the same as my eyes while I forced myself not to cry. I was stronger than that. But I didn't think a girl could hurt me this much.

I reached over into my pocket and pulled out my phone. I hesitantly unlocked it and opened my camera roll. With shaking fingers I clicked on the recent video I had just taken. And I watched it. Over and over again.

Every time I watched it, I felt my whole body go stiff, and my mind go blank. I felt devoid of all emotions. Clearly I was extremely wrong thinking that y/n was this pure angel that was always smiling, beautiful with the perfect personality.

It killed me to think that a few months ago I thought this girl would make me happy and give me a reason to wake up with a smile on my face.

Oh how I was wrong.

But oh how she gave me a reason.

She gave me a reason to continue to hurt her. This time, worse than before. I would be ruthless with her. I wanted her to feel exactly what she made me feel. I wanted her to feel worse than I did.

And then when she's broken, maybe that would be the right time to make her mine. She'd have no choice.

Watching the video over and over again, I felt irritation replace the feeling of depression. And with that anger I started to breathe heavier and heavier. Until I was gasping. What was she doing to me?

I focused on her hand and my eyebrows arched downwards just as my head arched up. Was I ... ? Was I turned on by that disgusting video?

I quickly shut it off and threw my phone to the side of my bed, while I lay there trying to calm my senses. How was she able to play with me even when she wasn't even around me.

I'm truly sorry y/n, for what I'm about to do to you. For what I'm about to put you through. For what I'm about to make you feel...

Author:

Okay guys ... how's the story so far. Please vote or comment it would really help out a lot, and keep me motivated.

This is the first time I've actually gotten this far into a fanfiction writing 😂. But anyways I think I've set the story now. And the real stuff is just gonna begin in the next chapter. So I'm sorry for making you read such a looooong setting of the story. I hope it wasn't too boring but now I'm gonna really get into the stuff.