Dangerous Woman | Jeon Jungkook

Part 33

Slowly opening my eyes, I'm greeted with darkness and I realize that it's probably the middle of the night now. Running my hand all over the bed, I search for a person I could finally touch and feel near me again after weeks, as I have been asking for. Trying to adjust my gaze to the darkness, I look all around the room and slight reflections of the moonlight in the shards meet my eyes causing my floor to sparkle.

I sit up, pulling the blanket to my chest because I'm still naked, which reassures me that everything that happened after the fight wasn't a dream. I look to my left and notice that the bed is empty and immediately disappointment falls all over my body because I had hoped he would still be lying next to me in the morning. I run my hand over the sheets and feel that they are already cold, indicating that he must have been gone for some time. A sad sigh leaves my lips as my eyes read 3 am on the clock hanging on the wall, not decorating the floor like everything else.

A light breeze of the cool night air hits my skin and goosebumps form on it right away, making me shiver. The curtain floats with each breeze and I only now notice that the door to my balcony is slightly open, although I'm sure that it was closed. I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and am surprised to find Jungkook's shirt lying on the floor and an inexplicable joy rises in me hoping that he hasn't left after all. Throwing the shirt over my head, I let it cover my naked body up to my thighs before taking slow steps to the balcony door.

There he is standing, with his arms leaning against the balcony railing and one leg crossed in front of the other as he gazes at the dark skyline. His back is turned toward me and I can see slight scratch marks in the faint moonlight, showing off his back muscles. He's only got his boxers on and I wonder if he's not cold, because it is very chilly after all, or if he's just choosing to ignore it. Makes me wonder how long he's been standing here.

"Couldn't sleep?" I ask after walking up to him and resting my hand on his shoulder, feeling his muscles relax right as they feel my warmth. He turns his head in my direction giving me a small smile that doesn't really reach his eyes as he shakes his head no.

"Did you sleep at all?" I ask, the shadows under his eyes prominent though I can't make out very much.

"No." he sighs, lowering his head. "I was watching you."

I smile, leaning my head against his shoulder and holding onto his arm with both hands. His body is warm, even though he's probably been standing out here for hours, and I sigh reassured by his warmth, which heats my insides right up. It's always been that way with Jungkook, he's always calmed and warmed me, but not just physically but also with his company.

I don't know how long we stand here, looking at the night sky and the skyline, but we don't talk, just our quiet breathing and the soft sounds coming from the empty streets audible. I feel at ease because it's not a strange silence, but one we've both missed. Jungkook and I don't need to talk much, we can just be next to each other doing nothing and that would be enough to calm each other down.

"I want to tell you everything," he whispers out of nowhere, his voice small and desperate, maybe a little unsure.

"You don't have to if you don't feel comfortable doing it. I'd understand."

"No. I really want to," he says somewhat encouraged as he looks down at me. "I have to."

"Okay." I breathe, nodding my head. I let go of his arm and take a step to the side so I can look at him completely. He sucks in a deep breath and I can see him struggling to find the right words or where exactly to start.