Taehyung—

When I woke up, Jungkook was gone.

My chest felt tight and my stomach burned.

As I looked around, not a single piece of Jungkook was left behind.

He was really gone..

As much as I wanted to hate him for leaving, I couldn't.

I could never hate him.

Even if he screamed in my face and told me he'd never love me, I could still never hate him.

In the time of knowing Jungkook I had fallen for him, and hard.

Even though most of our time was spent having sex, I treasured those other moments we spent together.

All of the dates we went on, all of the times I got to see jungkook genuinely smile, all of it.

I would never forget those moments, not even after I die.

Jungkook wasn't the first person I had ever been with but he was definitely the first person I fell for this hard.

He is the only one I want.

When I first met him I thought it was going to be all fun and games.

I never imagined I'd be this whipped for him.

I never imagined that he would become my whole entire world.

Now my world has come crashing down around me and Jungkook is gone.

I don't think I'd ever be able to cope with that.

...

"Hey, I'm glad you wanted to meet up!" Namjoon grins as he plops himself down on my couch.

"How was he? What did he say?" I ask, feeling an overwhelming amount of anxiety in my chest.

"He said he hasn't talked to you. I'm assuming he lied because Jimin was beside him." Namjoon says.

I sigh instantly.

"He's really leaving tomorrow, huh?" I ask.

"Yeah, I'm going over there to help them load up the truck." Namjoon says.

So that was it..

Jungkook is really leaving tomorrow..

"Oh.." I say as I sulk back into the couch.

"I'm sorry man. I know you're in love with him but not every love works out. I'm sure you'll find somebody else who you'll love even more." Namjoon says, clearly trying to cheer me up.

"Impossible." I mumble.

Namjoon gives me a sad look before turning to face Me.

"How about you come help us tomorrow? That way you'll get to see Jungkook one last time before he leaves." He says.

My eyebrows raise.

I haven't even thought of that.

"What if he doesn't want to see me?" I ask, feeling the sadness wash over me again.

"I'm sure he does. He doesn't hate you, ya know. I'm sure he'll be happy to see you." Namjoon says reassuringly.

I bite the inside of my cheek.

"I don't know.."

Wouldn't seeing him just make it that much harder?

I knew it would and yet the thought of not seeing him one last time before he left hurt me.

"O-okay. I'll help."

...

Later that night I laid awake, unable to sleep.

I just kept thinking about tomorrow.

What if I showed up and Jungkook didn't want to talk to me.

What if he completely ignored me?

Even worse, what if he confessed to Jimin right in front of me?

That last one was very unlikely but I was thinking irrationally so who knew what would happen.

I sigh, grab my phone, and scroll to Jungkook's contact.

My finger hovered over the words:
Baby boy♡

It was taking everything I had not to call or text him.

I just wanted to hear his voice, I wanted him to acknowledge me again.

I couldn't handle this silence.

It was killing me.

Sighing, I set my phone down and turn over on my side.

Tomorrow was the day I had been dreading for weeks.

Tomorrow is the day my love leaves me, for good.

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A/n: A few things... !!
Today is the day I graduate! I'm still shook that this day is already here. It's so crazy.

Also, tomorrow I'm posting the last and final chapter of this story)): I hope you guys have enjoyed it this far !!

So yeah, tomorrow..