Flashback

15th April 1912 - 2.00a.m

"Jungkook, you'll be right next to me right?" he nodded with a smile.

"I promise"

He kissed her like there was no tomorrow. Jungkook closed his eyes, holding back his tears as they kissed. Seeing Y/n's innocent big eyes, he had no heart to leave her there but he had to, only just for minutes.

But who knew those few minutes could ruin their whole life...

The ropes started jamming, leaving the lifeboat hanging in mid-air. People on the boat looked petrified as the ship started slanting with a loud horrific creaking sound.

Jungkook and the rest of the men used their whole strength to pull the ropes down but it was a futile attempt they were at. They were running out of time. Jungkook had to do something before the whole thing sucks them inside with the ship.

"Jungkook, we have no other option but to cut the ropes." Taehyung glanced at Jungkook who was at the other end. Jungkook looked flustered.

Taking a glance at the ocean below, he bit his lower lip, acknowledging how dangerous it was to cut off the ropes. It might destroy the boat falling from that height itself.

"It might destroy the boat,"

"We'll end up dying if we get pulled with the ship," Jungkook clenched his jaws. He had no option but to agree at that point.

"I'll climb up the rope and cut it-"

"I'll help" Before even Jungkook could reply Taehyung started climbing with the knife tightened between his teeth. Jungkook followed him, climbing up the other rope.

Before he climbed, he gazed at the girl who was watching him with a worried look. He gave her a reassuring smile before climbing up. He wanted to tell her that it was okay, he would be fine, and she would be safe. Jungkook was determined to protect her, Park Y/n, the love of his life at any cost.

"Don't worry Y/n," Jungkook smiled at her and climbed the rope.

He and Taehyung both started tearing the ropes apart by cutting them down. Second by second, they were getting into more risk. His hands were quick. Both of them emerged in their work until a sudden blood-curdling scream escaped from the women who were on the boat.

They were cutting the last rope.

Jungkook lifted his head to see what was all the commotion about. He couldn't see anything clearly because of the dark but his breath hitched as he heard a familiar voice from the deck.

"Park Y/n" the rasp echoed in the air.

Jungkook recognised the deadly voice of Beom Hyeon. He internally panicked but tried to remain calm. But he was startled as he saw the gun the maniac was holding.

"No! Y/n!" He flickered towards her, seeing her bloodless pale face that was looking terrified.

"Oh fuck" he cussed under his breath, trying to dig in his brain what to do. The people in one boat started panicking seeing the person who was pointing a gun at them.

It was not like they didn't have so much going on already.

Suddenly the ship started giving up. Her last piece which remained intact with the air started getting sucked down. The terrible shaking of the metal torso of the Titanic shrugged off the passengers who were struggling to hold to their dear lives on the ship, mercilessly throwing them to the cold Atlantic.

Jungkook took a quick decision.

Everything happened so fast.

As he was able to cut off and free the boat, at the same time a ruthless bullet was released from Beom Hyeon's gun. The bullet was aimed directly at Jungkook. In the blink of an eye, he espied the pointed gun releasing the bullet. But he was too late then.

Jungkook's body was frozen because of the shock. He gasped seeing the pointed gun. As soon as the boom thundered the area he looked in wide eyes, knowing that it was the end of him.

But god had his mercy on him.

The bullet did cut past him but because of the vigorous shaking, Jungkook lost his balance and his hand slipped, making his grip loosen from the rope he was holding. His body was thrown away, leaving him to fall in mid-air.

"Jungkook! No!" Y/n's painful scream was subdued because of the huge sound of the gushing water and the creaking noises produced by the sinking half.

Jungkook's heart was clenched, hearing her painful crying.

"Y/n," with a loud splash, his figure submerged into the water. The cold freezing water felt like thousands of daggers stabbing his body at once. He felt like his whole body was crushed by a bulldozer.

He tried to swim up to the surface. But the cold water was making him unable to move. His blood vessels were constricting, making him weaker and weaker. But Jungkook was not one to give up. He was strong, and dedicated. Up on all, he had to live for Y/n.

With a loud gasp, he emerged through the water to the surface, filling his air with the oxygen he needed.

He saw the people who were hopelessly swimming like dying fish. It was too dark to see anything. The sound of the water hammer as their arms and legs kicked to keep them up on the surface rang in his mind.

"Y/n..."

Jungkook was lost.

He didn't know what he was going to do. He couldn't find her. He couldn't even see what was happening in the surroundings. He was encircled by the dreadful moans of the hundreds of souls that were fighting until their last breath to survive.

It was twenty minutes past two in the morning of 15th April 1912 when the Titanic, the ship of dreams drowned in the cold Atlantic, sinking the last remained part of her torn torso with the loud wail of sorrow as she was sucked in. She carried the moan of thousands of souls with them to the deep ocean bed 12,500 feet below the surface. That night, many found their resting place in the North Atlantic Ocean.

Many goodbyes were painful. There were many farewells that they couldn't complete. But the cruel fate didn't spare them a chance. They were to cease their lives along with the ship they sailed.

Jungkook kept kicking his legs to keep himself floating. His whole body was slowly turning into a frozen corpse. He had no energy to swim to Y/n. He didn't know where she was. The only thing he could pray for was that she was safe.

"Come on people! Keep calling for help! The boats will come back for us!" Hopeful voices scattered through the air. They were trying to gather the courage to survive.

The agony twisted Jungkook from pain. As he heard the howlers of death, cold tears escaped his sockets. He was breathing heavily, taking short breaths as he was finding it difficult to breathe. With time his eyes adapted to the dark.

The sorrow he felt wasn't able to be buried anyhow. Seeing how his passengers, the people who kept faith in him died in front of his eyes, turning to cold corpses made his heart clench.

He was their captain and he couldn't save them. He couldn't protect them...

The sound of splattering and the moaning of the people started fading away. With time, fewer voices arose. The voices that kept each other strong turned to whispers that others could barely hear.

The objects that had fallen from the ship were floating in the sea. It was difficult to tell apart the lifeless objects and the frozen cadavers that were floating. A deadly silence started ghosting the ocean that was soothed after engulfing the so-called unsinkable ship.

Jungkook breathed out clouds of cold air puffs. His hair was completely frozen. His body was vigorously shaking because of the unbearable coldness.

He kept swimming. He knew that his body would give up at any moment. He knew that his call for death wasn't too far away. His time was ticking...

A wooden table collided with his weak body, making him sway. A small light of hope bubbled inside him. Even though his body was almost giving up he tried to get in on top of the wooden item. Getting off the water was his only chance of survival.

His first attempt was a failure.

His poor body slipped his grip and made him splash into the water again. But he used all his strength and dragged himself up to the table surface. The table started moving in an unsteady motion. He quickly lay down, trying not to flip the table with him. He was a success. He was able to stay on the table without falling into the water again.

He was broken, his heart was sinking with the agony of losing his precious love, Y/n. He could only hope that she escaped safely. He was sure that she would, he strongly believed that she would.

Jungkook's eyes were set on the sky above.

He kept gazing at them. Beautiful stars that looked like pisky dust sprayed in a black soft fabric. With time his breathing was getting slower and slower. He barely felt his pulse. Slowly Jungkook's heartbeat was reducing.

The silence of death was wrapping around him, making him feel even more lonely.

The only thing he could do was wait, wait until help arrived.

A shiny star stood right up on him. The sky was just like the night he spent together with Y/n.

"Will you take me wherever I want to go?"

"Wherever you want"

"Take me to the stars,"

A tear rolled down from the corner of his eyes as he remembered their last night. Jungkook smiled at the stars. He huffed cold airs of breath, breathing slowly.

He talked to the star up there.

"Ca- can you...hear...me...Y/n..." he gulped, whispering to the thick air.

"Y/n- where... ever you are- stay strong...You have to...live...don't die...this...night..." Jungkook shuddered with a coldness that was taking over his weakly lying body.

"Remember Y/n...Don't loo- lose...hope...ne- never...give, up...Y/n...never...let...go..." Seeing the star twinkling, a smile crept to the corner of his lips.

"Never let go"

Slowly his body was becoming lifeless.

🥲 Our Jungkook suffered quite a lot, didn't he? Will he survive for the sake of Y/n? Ofc he'll lol

See ya in the next chapter.