"What is it you wanted to talk about anyway?" You ask gruffly with your arms crossed.

You sat across your parents in their fancy Mercedes-Maybach S Class Pullman. They didn't answer you and simply stare out the windows as if they didn't hear you. You roll your eyes and turn your head away.

"What, are you going to give me that talk about how Jungkook isn't good enough or, I should've picked someone better?"

What was the point of them taking you if they weren't going to speak to you? It was driving you up the wall since they didn't speak ever since you got in the car. You notice from the corner of your eye your mother shifts in her seat uncomfortably.

She reaches for the armrest between her and your father and presses a button. You hear the screen rise up behind you providing privacy. You scoff in a disbelieving tone and shake your head.

"Oh, so Mr. Lee can't hear this but when it comes to scolding me for other things he's all ears," you grumble sarcastically. Your mother lets out a sigh and finally sets her gaze upon you.

"This is different, Jisun."

"How?" You challenged and shoot her a look. "It's just a talk about me dating Jungkook, right? What's different from it than the one you gave me a few years ago about Taehyung?"

You give them a scowl with your blood pressure rising. You should've just called a cab or something. You weren't in the mood to hear your father ridicule Jungkook and watch your mom sit in silence while he talked.

"Look," your father finally speaks and looks at you. "We understand that you love him. You knew the kid practically forever."

"Then why are you two and Mrs. Jeon making a huge deal out of it?" You question while slamming your hands upon your lap. "Shouldn't you be happy for us or something?"

Your parents hesitate and share a glance. You eye them in puzzlement wondering why they did that.

"What now?" You groan lightly and lean back in your seat tiredly. Honestly, your energy was draining trying to find out why they were secretive and wary.

"Quit the attitude, young lady," your father warns with a look. "We have every right to tell you to end it."

"But why?" You sigh exasperatedly. "All you said during dinner was to End it now." You point out while mimicking the last part in his voice.

He narrows his eyes at you with his tongue poking the inside of his cheek. You shrug and look away. You stopped caring if your father was the scariest man alive.

Your father takes in a deep breath as he tries his best to contain his temper. He keeps in mind that this was harder on you than anyone else. He didn't want to hurt you but you need to be reminded.

He clasps his hands atop his stomach in a business-like fashion. He glances at your mother who stares back with a fine line across her lips. He looks back at your pouty face and takes in a deep breath.

"We don't want you to get hurt--"

"You say that all the time!" You interrupt and rub your hands down your face impatiently. "You know Jungkook won't hurt me!"

"He has a time limit on his life for Christ's sake, Jisun!" Your father blurts out.

Your body automatically stiffens at those words, your throat starts to close up slowly. You attempted to push that to the back of your head as much as you could ever since Taehyung shouted those words to you only a few days ago. It was like pouring alcohol on a fresh wound, it stung.

You clasp your hands tightly together and try your best to focus on the nighttime scenery outside the window.

"Father--"

"No, let us talk about this since you've been very pushy this whole night, hm?" your father shouts over you. "He's got four weeks, Jisun. Four short weeks, have you been keeping track?"

You decide not to answer and bite your bottom lip while you start to bounce your right knee. Just thinking about it tore your heart into two.

"He's a dying man, there is no hope for him and you're in a relationship with him." He fumes.

"Do you not realize the situation you put yourself in?"

Before he could go any further a warning hand was placed on his lap. He glances to his left and stares at his wife in questioning.

"Giseok," your mother murmurs in a warning.

"What?" he questions with an irritated look. She gestures a finger in front of them. He realizes she pointing at you, he couldn't understand why she was. He was staring at you the whole time he was talking.

But he hears a soft sniff coming from where you sat. He stares at you carefully and his eyes widen. Your head was bowed as your body shook violently.

Tears fall to your clasped hands as you try hard to keep in your crying. Realizing he spoke too harsh your father's eyes soften at the sight of you crumbling before them. You take in a shaky breath before speaking.

"I--I know he doesn't have much time left," you mumble and tighten your hands. "But . . . that doesn't mean I don't love him any less."

"Jisun . . ."

"No." You lift up your head and narrow your red eyes at your father.

"I don't care about the situation I'm in," you state with a trembling voice.

"But, sweetheart," Your father says with sympathy in eyes. "You're going to end up getting inevitably hurt in the end."

"That doesn't matter." You reply and wipe your tears. "I want to spend these last moments with him no matter how short-lived it may be."

You watch as your parent's eyes soften at your words with frowns upon their aging faces. They knew how much you cared for him, your bond ran deeper than anyone else's. They could sense the loyalty, the love, and the dedication you have towards Jungkook.

It was clear as the night sky tonight, you weren't going to leave him. No matter what they said. He was the world to you as you probably were to him and there was no way you two were going to be apart in these last moments.

The car slowly pulls up at a building, your building. You didn't get out just yet, your eyes remain on your parents hoping they would say something. But for what seemed like an eternity you come to realize they were going to keep their mouths shut.

With a heavy sigh, you wipe your face once more before you open the car door. "Don't get involved with my situation, please." You say. "I will handle this on my own."

Quickly you hop out of the car and walk towards your building without looking back. You enter the building and press the button for the elevator. When the doors open you step into the elevator.

Once the doors firmly closed you felt your body crumble to the floor as uncomfortable sobs escape your lips.

Only four weeks. That's the only time you had left.

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Jungkook finally returns home after gathering the things he needs and comforting his mother. It was a surprise to see her crying before him, he didn't know how to react at first. No matter how much he pried she wouldn't tell him why she was crying.

All she kept saying was she wants him to be happy. It was confusing for Jungkook to hear her mother keep repeating that while she stroked his hair. Yet, he didn't pry much further and allowed her to gaze at him with the motherly love and smile.

Jungkook had dropped off his things before heading to your apartment. He didn't text you that he was here, he wanted to surprise you. Hopefully, you were still awake, it was late after all.

He brings his fist to the door and gives it a soft knock. He waits for your voice or the door to open but none of those came. With a heavy sigh, he grasps the doorknob and twists it to the left with ease. He shakes his head in disappointment and opens the door.

"This woman never learns," he mumbles and closes the door behind him.

When he shakes off his shoes he realizes all the lights in the apartment are off. Except for the automatic light in the entryway.

Was she home? Jungkook ponders as he walks through the apartment. He glances in the kitchen and the living room hoping to see any sign of you here.

Jungkook stands in the middle of the dark living room with his eyebrows knitted together and his lips forming into a frown. Were you possibly at your parents? Or were out getting something from the convenience store?

It was too late for you to be out in the city alone and the thought of you wandering alone didn't sit with him well. Quickly, he pulls out his phone and presses on your contact. Just as he presses the green button there was a sound behind him.

His ears perk up as he listens intently in the darkened room. The hairs on his back start to stand as he strains his head back hoping to hear the sound once more.

Was he not alone? Did someone break-in? His body stiffens when he hears the noise once again.

But it wasn't what he was expecting. It sounded almost like a sniffle of some sort. Curious, Jungkook ends the call and turns to the hallway. He notices the light in the far room, your room, was on.

Cautiously, Jungkook makes his way to the door trying his best not to create any sound. He stops by the doorway and clenches the phone in his hand. Hopefully, he didn't have through it to whoever was in there.

But if something goes down then Jungkook won't hesitate to sprint out the room like a rabbit. He wasn't about to fight some psychotic psycho in there. He hears the sniff once again but it was quickly followed by a small hiccup.

Jungkook raises a brow, do burglars cry while they rob?

Preposterous, Jungkook thinks while shaking his head. It had to be you, that was the only explanation. He sucks in a breath and warily pokes his head into the room.

His eyes roam the room until his gaze lands on the bed located in front of the right wall. He then sees you sitting with your knees to your chest. Your eyes were red as you fumbled with a tissue in your hands.

When you realize Jungkook was staring you try to straighten your spine and attempt to smile even though it was fractured in many places.

Instantly, Jungkook rushes to you and sit on the bed. "Are you alright?" He asks worriedly. "Did your parents give you a hard time?"

You shake your head unresponsive. You weren't about to tell him how broken you were by the fact your time with him was coming to an end. You only had these few short weeks with him left, and you weren't about to waste a night by crying.

Swiftly you lean forward and press your lips against his passionately. A low moan accidentally escapes Jungkook's lips for he was surprised by your sudden action. Your unexpected gesture had Jungkook fall on his back upon the mattress with you on top of him.

Gently he places his hands upon your shoulders and pushes you away. "Wait, Jisun," he murmurs with his cheeks flaring.

You straddle his hips while looking down at him with a pout.

"What?" You question impatiently.

Jungkook stares at you knowing why you were doing this. He slowly sits up moving you onto his lap.

"I don't want to do this." He whispers with a small frown.

Your eyes widen in surprise before narrowing into a small glare. Why can't anything go your way for once?

"Why?" You grumble while crossing your arms.

"Because, you're upset, Jisun," Jungkook sighs with a shake of his head.

"Okay, and?" You shrug. "It's a perfect time for you to take advantage of me."

Jungkook's eyes widen with the red tint on his cheeks increasing. How can you imply such a thing with ease?

"Jisun, I won't do it when you're emotionally unstable," he states. "I didn't imagine us having sex while you're crying."

It was your turn to blush in embarrassment and you quickly avert your gaze. "Besides," he continues. "We made out once. Don't you think it's a bit too soon for that?"

Not in the mood to argue otherwise you simply slump your shoulders and move off his lap. You knew he was right, you just needed a distraction and Jungkook was the first thing that popped into your mind.

As horrible as it sounded you weren't guilty, all women go through this. You don't look at him and nestle under the covers before closing your eyes.

"Just sleep here tonight then," you demand.

You hear Jungkook heave a sigh before taking off his button shirt and pants before crawling into bed. You feel a pair of warm arms wrap around your waist and a soft peck on your shoulder.

"I love you so much," Jungkook murmurs before placing his head above yours.

After a long moment, a comforting smile appears on your lips realizing this was what you needed. You needed him say those simple words to feel on top of the world. You turn around and kiss his nose lightly.

"I love you too."

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