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"C'mon Melanie, let's go!" I hear Jimin's high pitched voice from outside my door.

Springing up off the bed, I was grateful that he didn't just barge in which was usually his style. 

At least he won't see how stupid I look nervously pacing around my room for the last three hours.

My scalp stings from tenderness due to me styling it then un-styling it again for the thousandth time.

With a terribly unsteady hand and pressing my lips together in concentration, I attempt to create a delicate feline flick using eyeliner.

Its my first time doing my makeup in days since we started this trip and to my utter dismay, this 'no makeup'- makeup look has turned out to be a complete fail. 

The line I trace shakily across my lid goes on extra thick!

So much for not wanting to draw too much attention to myself. 

My look is anything but understated. I appraise my reflection in horror.

"Ohh no!" I let out an agonised groan of disappointment.

I look like a slutty pancake!

Why!?

Tonight is important and I'm already screwing everything up! 

I chew on my lip nervously. After a lot of thought, I've decided to give Jungkook and I another chance.

I'll tell him tonight over dinner.

No, after dinner around the campfire. Yeah..

"Mel! What's taking you so long?" Jimin calls again.

"I'm coming, sheesh!" I roar back in the direction of the wooden door.

Before tearing out of the door, I grab a fistful of makeup wipes and try the best I can to hastily get rid of  the two racoon rings drawn around my eyes.

To hell with it!

If Jungkook can't accept me at my worst, then he doesn't deserve me at my...

"Woah, what happened to your face?" Jimin cackles, eyeing me up and down, "Err.....I mean, you still look great though..." He says quickly when I give him a dark look.

Jimin sniggers impishly, skipping a few steps ahead of me to lead the way.

Wiping the last bit of makeup off with my fingers from around my eyes, I trundle behind Jimin out of the cottage into the night.

The sound of crunching of pebbles under my feet and the faint twang of Yoongi's ukulele in the distance, makes me look up from my fingers to be greeted by the warming crackle of the open fire.

"Hey guys!"

"Hey, Hi, whatsup..." everyone echoes around.

I see Jungkook talking closely with Ji Woo on the other side and we catch each other's gaze almost immediately.

My heart rattles deceptively in its cage.

The moment is only brief, as Jungkook gives me a friendly smile and then looks away again. 

We've been getting along fine for the last two days since he asked me to be friends but he doesn't seem like his usual flirty self tonight.

I frown a little turning back to the others and find a place to sit next to Yoongi and Jimin.

Jungkook has made it no secret that he wanted more and I've turned him down so many times?

His pride must be hurt by it all. I know that he only resorted to asking for my friendship because it was still better than nothing. 

Luckily for him, he'll soon find out the truth, that I want the same thing too

A second chance.

The smell of an outdoor barbecue picks up on the chilly night's wind as Alyssa, Rose and Jenna start dishing out food and passing plates down the line to the others circled around the camp-fire.

Jimin and Yoongi  have been wailing unknown tunes in Korean, non-stop while Yoongi violently strummed the ukulele. 

They were both clearly tipsy.

Everyone's satisfied faces glowed with content around the fire-pit. Entertained by the drunken duo and filled, happily to the brim with barbebque and beer.

The bellowing quietens as the song they were singing ends and Namjoon cheerfully suggests another tune. Jimin and Yoongi throw a bleary-eyed glance in each others direction before gladly, breaking into song once more. 

Yoongi's ukulele skills have taken a nose dive since he and Jimin are too caught up in singing and laughing for him to even play the damn thing properly.

"Give me that.." I tug it out of his hands with a grin and play along for them instead.

"Aayyy!" everybody claps and cheers at the improvement in background music when I take over and we all begin to sing along. 

Everybody except Jungkook.

I notice him and my smile falters because no matter how hard I try, he keeps avoiding my eyes.

Suddenly, Jungkook stands up,

"Hey guys!" He shouts but everyone keeps on singing.

"Guys!" He bellows and now everybody stops.

All eyes are on him and the pious Jungkook takes centre stage. 

Eyes lowered, he takes a deep breath before raising his voice again to speak.

"I have something to share with you all...and I think its best I do it here, now."

My heart immediately picks up speed. 

What could be so important that he'd want to announce it in front of everyone?

"I...." He begins but then swallows as if the words are too hard to come out, "Guy's, I know this is sudden but I have to leave in the morning."

"Okayyyy...." Yoongi chimes, dryly. Clearly perturbed that his karaoke session was interrupted for this! 

"So what? Go pack your bags bro', we'll see you at the wedding. It's cool." 

"No, I'm...."

The air is silent as everyone waits for him to continue.

"Go on...spit it out will you!" Jimin quips, picking another ice-cold beer out of the cooler and popping it open.

"I'm leaving tonight and I'm sorry but I won't be able to stay for the wedding either.."

All the girls let out small gasps except me and the guys remain quiet. Ji Woo bows his head heavily. He looks a bit deflated but not surprised. 

I guess that's what they were talking about.

Meanwhile, I can't breathe.

"So...let me get this straight, you're not coming to the wedding?" I manage to strangle out because my throat feels like a vice.

One hand quietly grips the ukulele and I'm thankful that I have it in my hands because right now, I really needed something to hold on to. Anything!

Jungkook looks at me guiltily. 

"Uh, no. That's right Mel, erm. I'm going to Europe. So I...I can't make it."

*(I know its day-time in the gif...just roll with it :)

"So you're saying, you won't even stick around for the rest of the trip AND you're skipping out on  Ji's wedding too?" I snort angrily. 

How selfish could he get?

What might come off as pure anger to the shocked faces around me is actually sadness, hurt, devastation.

Disappointment.

"You really had us fooled for a minute, huh? Why come back into all our lives like this Jungkook, if you never intended on staying?" I seethe.

"Melanie! Don't you think you're being too harsh?" Alyssa soothes out of nowhere and I look around to see everyone else's similarly blanched looking faces staring up at me, "There's only two days left of the trip... it's alright." 

"And besides, you can't judge," Jimin pipes up, "Your date left the trip early too! Guy didn't even have the decency to say goodbye to any of us. I bet you he's not coming to the wedding either!"

I gape at Jimin in disbelief and he just shrugs his shoulders, matter-of-factly. 

"Whose side are you on?" I bark.

"I'm just sayin'.."

Jimin shrunk back in silence pulling the strings of his hoodie tight around his silver head. 

"You know what, fuck this..." I grumble, dusting my butt off and pulling my sweater down. 

I hand Yoongi his ukulele back and storm off towards the cabin.

The bedroom was freezing as I entered. And when I throw my clothes off and slide into the bed, the coolness of the soft, flower-patterned sheets brings up goose pimples all over my skin.

I shiver, wrapping the covers tightly around me but it still doesn't feel tight enough as I let the tears roll down my face.

I feel confused and tortured, wanting to run back out there and tell Jungkook not to go, not to leave. That I need him here with me because I am carrying his baby. I don't want to go through this all alone. 

I only realise that this is how I truly feel now that the choice of allowing Jungkook back into my life or not, seems like its being taken away from me. 

Overwhelming sadness envelopes my entire being when I remember how precious my relationship with my father was and knowing that there's a possibility Peanut would never have that. 

I miss my Dad. If he were here, he could tell me what to do.

I feel so lost. I'm alone again. Just like I was before Jungkook found me, just like I was when he let me go...

I open my mouth wanting to scream but no words come out. Only a few choked and silent sobs escape, leaving me gasping and my chest heaving in despair.

I can't believe he made me think....

"Mel..." 

A soft voice enters the darkness of my room.

"Are you awake?" He asks softly. 

Shocked, I hold my breath. 

Getting no answer, he moves closer. 

I stay still but despite my efforts, I can feel my entire body shake from trying to control my crying.

Jungkook dents the mattress and lays down close to me. He works his inert frame around mine so that we're lying side by side and he tucks in against me from behind. 

Jungkook lightly kisses the back of my neck, sweeping the very last bit of air left from inside me and another tear falls on my pillow.

Don't go. I want to say. Don't leave me.

I pretend to wake up, and suddenly turn to him. 

"I know that you've been crying," He says, "And Mel, I'm so..."

"Jungkook, don't say...don't say you're sorry." 

"Isn't this what you want? I won't bother you anymore if I'm not around."

He kisses me on the forehead and more tears roll down as I close my eyes. 

"If you had any clue about what I want, Jungkook, you would know that it was right here in front of me..."

Jungkook catches an audible breath before kissing me again. This time on the mouth, so hard and passionate that I can barely think. 

My brain curls up like wilted leaves. Like instinct, I stretch my legs open as he moves over on top of me. 

His lips find my chest and neck, working me over until he reaches to touch me where I'm soft and wet against his strong, hard fingers. 

He warms me up, stretching and opening me up to him again like he always does. Heart, soul, body. 

Before I know it, from the waist down we are both naked and I cry, feeling weaker than I've ever been when he presses himself inside me.

"Ohh!"

Slickly admitted, Jungkook pumps slowly, pulling the sheets up over us both.

I wrap my feet around his back so that he can't get away, his face is next to mine and the bed creaks softly below us.

He weaves his fingers in between mine, stretching my arms above my head and I hold on tight. As tight as I can because everything else is slipping away from me. 

My eyes fill with even more tears as my climax builds. I know he wants me to cum first. But I can't. Not until he does. 

I move my hips into him.

He grunts sweetly in my ear, sinking into me over and over again. 

Its foolish but I feel a mild sense of power hearing him moan like this. I feel strong, desirable, in control. Clenching tightly around him, I want him to give me everything he has.

And then, he shivers and tosses his head back as I too feel a pleasure better than anything, like I'm laughing from between my legs and it lasts and lasts. My mind swirls in temporary satisfaction. 

One final victory?

Before all is lost.

I take my fingers out of his and let my hands rest on his shoulders, relaxing my legs back onto the bed.

 I make, not a sound as Jungkook wordlessly gets off of me and pulls me into his side to sleep. 

I want to say something else, but I don't. 

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