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JUNGKOOK WALKED INTO YOUR room, sitting beside you who was asleep. He lightly pushed your hair away from your face and smiled lightly.

Your eyes opened, and before you could say anything, he spoke up. "I'm sorry that you had to feel like you're just another Seran for me. After you left, I understood what you meant to me as Haerin, not Seran or anyone. I love you, and no one else. I realized that I went too far in memories of someone dead. I'm... Sorry for all that." You stopped, just hearing him out.

"When you said that I barely knew you, that's when I understood what me and you, we both feared. And that's betrayel. You are feeling betrayed because of Seran and I'm stuck on her. But I promise, I've changed, eBay since you left all I've been thinking about is you, you, and only you. I've never thought of anyone else so..can't you just give me another chance?" He asked.

You looked into his eyes, wanting to find sincerity, and you did. He was sincere with his love, honest, and tired, it was all so evident. "I'm.. Sorry." He whispered again.

Your hand went up to his cheek, and you found yourself lost in him. "It's fine." You said, trying to smile. He looked at you for another minute, before leaning in and kissing your lips.

Your hands went around his neck, he hovered over you, his legs on each side of you, your eyes widened lightly when his hands went to you top, "Stop." You said, lips trembling. He stopped, you gripped his hands, pushing them off.

"No. Don't..don't take it off. You won't want me if you do." You said, he looked at you in confusion. "Look, what I'm here, outside, inside, I'm not." You got up, he sat in front of you, "What are you trying to say?" He asked, confused.

"You know..the boxing I do and al—" He patted my head. "Hey, it's fine. I live you regardless of anything. You can be open to me." Your breath hitched at his honesty for a second. "Don't regret your actions." You warned him.

He held the sides of your top and pulled it off of your head, his eyes examining the wounds, scratched, scars on your body like a x-ray. You flinched when his cold fingers ran through your stomach.

You could see his tears, "Why're you crying?" You asked, chuckling and wiped his tears. "What is this? You're never going into that bloody hell boxing ring ever again." You chuckled again. He hugged you, snuggling into your neck. "I love you." He said, moving to kiss you, his hands moving around your waist.

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"Well. When I was a kid, we used to live in Busan, but my mother died there, and we came here, my father had a close friend who was ready to provide him with a house with some money, we weren't stable financially and didn't have a proper house, so father used the rest of the money to buy that house. However, it was a fraud and his money was wasted."

I sighed, resting my head on his shoulder. He nodded, "Then, he fell sick when I was a high schooler. He used to fall and faint often, so I worked part time along with studies to help him. When I graduated from school, instead of going to a university I wanted to help him, so I just kept working that way, but he fell more sick and I left with no option but to find a stable job, and that happened to be your company."

He sighed, "That seems seems tough." You chuckled. "It was." You said. "Before meeting you, I tried several jobs, even the night life one, but my father was strictly against it. I told him you were the one who saved me from those drunkards on the streets and fell in love with me when you told me to make up a story about our meeting." You laughed a little.

"There isn't much to my life anyway." He kissed your forehead. "There is. You have me. I'll always be with you." You smiled, nodding. "I love you." He said, you hummed in response.

But you wondered why you could not say it back to him.