˖ ֹ੭୧ Jυᥒgko̲oK ⊹ ࣪ (04)

"Hooking up." That was the only word that defined you two. No promises, no demands. Late-night messages, impulsive dates, and the false certainty that neither of you would feel jealous. Until everything fell apart. You found out Jungkook was dating another girl. It wasn't because she was better. It was because, for the first time, you realized you wanted something you'd never dared to admit: exclusivity. The argument was ugly. So that was it? I was just an option?

He tried to explain, but you had already made up your mind. You blocked his number, deleted the photos, and disappeared as if you never existed. Three days later, the cell phone vibrated with a message from an unknown number.

💬"Damn...I'm falling to my knees."

You ignored it, but soon another one arrived.

💬"I'm sorry. I was an idiot."

The notifications kept coming.

💬"I'm just human, I made a mistake." 💬"Please...just look at me again." 💬"Says we're doing well."

You read and reread the messages and squeezed your phone tightly.

💬"Are you kidding me, Jungkook? You mess with me and then ask if we're okay?"

It took a few minutes for the answer to appear. 💬"I understand." 💬"I understand that she will never be you."

Your heart wavered, but you didn't let it show. That same night, the doorbell rang. You found it strange. It was almost midnight. When you opened the door, you found Jungkook completely soaked from the rain, breathing heavily, holding only a bouquet that had been completely ruined by the water. His eyes met hers. "I know you're going to tell me to leave..." the voice faltered. "But I needed to look at you one last time..."

You remained silent, holding the doorknob, studying him, observing his condition, the way he was almost kneeling for forgiveness, how wet he was as the rain fell between you.