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Y/n POV

My ears felt like they were bleeding from all the words these people are uttering so suddenly. I thought this was all a dream, which I could wake up from and it would vanish away.

But this is just a sad reality.

Jennie eommo-nim...oh no she doesn't deserve that title anymore. She's a witch.

How low of her to think that I'd suffice to her nasty little son. Kim Taehyung...he'll never be forgotten. All the memories..were they just a fucking lie to him? A drama?

But...but the people so close to me leaving so abruptly...it hurts.

At least...they deserve a proper goodbye.

I got up from my pathetic position and looked up at Jungkook's back facing towards me. With all the remainder of my energy, I sprinted towards him.

He jerked forwards but didn't say anything. Nor did he try and push me away.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry Jungkook. I'm such an idiot! I'm so sorry!" with each request, I squeezed him tighter. He let out a sharp sigh and turned around, hugging me so tight, I nearly lost all of the air from my lungs. I didn't mind. Instead I was trying desperately to squeeze his large size in my arms.

His kisses on my neck with fervor. I let out happy giggles as though someone was tickling me.

"Ah" I choked out when he crushed me tighter, if that was even possible. I just let out quiet sobs and let him hug me completely, because we missed each other so damn much.

All the happy memories of us came back and hit me like a truck. We were so happy back then, without any nuisance. Just pure love.

"Oh Jungkook..." I said quietly, words muffled into his shirt. He sobbed once and broke the hug, only to place his forever soft, warm lips on mine.

I was smiling and giggling into the kiss like a crazy lady. I couldn't help it. It all felt so real...it broke my heart.

Why? Why did they had to split us apart? How did they even get the heart to play with our lives?

I pushed the negative thoughts away..bringing back my whole attention into the act of showing pure love again to my lover.

I pulled him closer by the neck and kissed him back with such roughness, it made me question my sanity. Did I care? No, I didn't.

He creases his eyebrows and wraps my legs around his strong torso, walking with long steps until my back was pinned to the wall. His hands captured mine and brought them above my head, making me arch my chest into his chest.

The friction was driving me insane. His hips were grinding onto mine too, making my insides tingle and wiggle for more.

His one hand was holding mine and the other was slipping down and below, stopping right above my butt.

He broke the kiss suddenly, making me moan for him.

"W-Whats wrong?" I choked out the words. Our breaths were uneven, disoriented. His red, puffy eyes stared into my soul like he wants to devour me right here, right now.

I thought about all the possible, correct words to tell him that I want him. I needed him. I was so wrong about him all this time. I want him to know that my love for him has never died nor faded away. Not even a single bit.

"Kookie?" I asked, almost scared of the way he was looking at me. Here was the expression I've never saw on him, and it's caring me because I don't know what that means.

"Y/n...I want you"

I gulped. Hard. He just read my mind.

The amounts of craziness this boy possesses..God save me.

His thrust was so powerful and needy, I was sure he was almost half an inch inside me. My eyes fluttered slightly when his hands squeezed my butt, his breath hitting my sensitive neck.

All of his actions made me question one thing.

Do I want this?

Yes I do.

"Jungkook..." I said airily, catching him off guard. He hummed as a response and was back with staring at his wonderful artwork on my neck.

"Take me, Jungkook...I need you"