Don't Leave Me.✅(JJK X Y/N X KTH)

You're back!

Jungkook's pov

We drove in silence, Y/N staring ahead blankly.

"I can understand how you feel," I began, attempting to start a conversation. "And I won't even tell you to forget him. But at least try to come back to a normal lifestyle. It will take time... But try to keep yourself together."

I paused, hoping for a response from her, but she remained silent, her gaze fixed straight ahead. She sat there, unmoving, like a lifeless doll. With a sigh, I focused on driving, the quiet of the car enveloping us like a heavy shroud.

"We're here," I announced as we pulled up to her apartment.

Y/N unbuckled her seatbelt, and I followed her inside. She lived alone; her relationship with her family was strained, so I couldn't expect any help from that side.

"Can you please go back? I want to be alone for a while," Y/N spoke in a hoarse whisper, still avoiding my gaze as she stared at the ground.

"But I—" I began, but my words faltered when she finally looked into my eyes. It was difficult to deny her request. "Okay... take care. I'll come over in the evening. And please, answer my calls."

She nodded silently and closed the door behind me. I made my way back to my car, feeling a heavy weight settle over me. The drive home was filled with a sense of emptiness, the absence of Taehyung's laughter and Y/N's usual warmth leaving a void that seemed impossible to fill.

Y/N's pov

I heard the slow, fading footsteps of Jungkook until I was finally left in an eerie silence. I made my way to my bedroom where I was greeted by our couple picture.

Taehyung was smiling. His teeth shone in the bright flashlight...

Flashback

"Kim Taehyung!!! How dare you run away like that?!" I chased him through the college auditorium, his laughter echoing off the walls. This "son of Satan" had the audacity to scribble on my dear book. My fault? Well, I was just too indulged in reading it that I didn't hear the bell, and before I knew it, it was lunchtime. Tae had waited for me in the café for ten minutes before finally finding me buried in "a piece of shit" (according to him). So, he snatched it from me and scribbled on it with a pen—a GOD DAMN PERMANENT INK!

"Come out! I'm going to arrange your funeral today! Come out of your hiding place!" I called out, frustration evident in my voice as I held my waist.

"I will not!" his deep voice boomed from somewhere in the darkness.

"Okay then, stay here! I'm going bye!" I declared, making my way down the stairs towards the exit.

"Promise me first that you won't hit me?" he sounded closer now.

I squinted, trying to catch a glimpse of him. "Okay. Fine!"

Suddenly, there was a pull on my waist, and I ended up landing on Taehyung on the seats. Our chests collided, our noses touching before our lips. We both had high, pointed noses—a kissing issue, though 😒 We stayed in that position for a moment, lost in each other.