࣪︎ ꣑୧ ˳ Jʋngkoꪮ𝗸 ˳ ֹ ׅ﹙ 𝟐 ﹚

Three years ago, love was a refuge, a safe place in Jungkook's arms. He was everything you needed to smile every day: his laughter, his impromptu songs, the way he held your hand even when no one was looking. But life doesn't always align with the heart.

Your health began to deteriorate. First came the dizziness, then the diagnoses, and finally, the inescapable truth: you needed an urgent operation, one that could only be performed outside of Korea. The fear wasn't just of the surgery itself… it was of telling Jungkook you'd be leaving, with no guarantee of returning. How could you tell him that when his world was already so fragile?

What you never imagined was that, while you were fighting to live, he lost everything. A devastating accident left him without his parents and his older brother. Only he, his two-year-old niece, his grandparents, and the memory of a family that was no longer there survived. His world turned gray, filled with responsibilities and pain.

During those three years, you healed… but you lived with the weight of his sadness, inconsolable. You missed him with every part of your being, but you couldn't break into his grief. You didn't want to be another burden, another broken memory, until one day, recovered, you decided to come back.

—

The place was quiet, with warm lights and small tables by large windows. A corner you used to like when you lived in Korea. Jungkook looked uncomfortable, distant, but not cold. More like, hurt.

After a few minutes of silence, you broke the ice.

—I left without saying anything… and that's unforgivable. But it wasn't because I didn't love you. It wasn't because I wanted to forget you.

—So why? —he asked directly.

You looked down at your glass of water, you hesitated.