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Who'da thunk there are consequences to my actions

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It’s Okay | Jungkook

Description; When the other Bangtan boys notice a change in Jungkook’s behavior that links to a girlfriend he’s had previous problems with, and can’t get through to him, afraid for his wellbeing they contact you, an old friend of Jungkook’s that hasnt seen him in a while, in hopes you can find out what’s going on, and help Jungkook in ways they can’t.

Warning; Depression, Swearing, Bruise Mention, Victim Guilt, Abuse.

Genre; Angst

Pairing; Jungkook x Reader

Word Count; 5.6k

A/N: so this one was fun to write, I would’ve had it posted sooner but I’ve been really busy and just finished editing it, but I hope you guys enjoy. also, if your name is georgia, I’m sorry. :)

Your phone ringing suddenly was startling as you sat by yourself in your room, a book in your hands as you reached for the phone, confused as you saw the caller was marked unknown, you hesitated before answering, hoping it wasn't a telemarketer. "Hello?" You asked softly, putting your phone on speaker and setting it back down on the bed. "__?" A familiar voice asked, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. "Jimin?" You asked, picking the phone of the bed and taking it off speaker as you brought it to your ear. "Hi ___." Jimin's voice replied, making you smile softly. "Hey Jimin! It's been a while, how are things?" You asked, standing up from your bed and walking around absentmindedly. "Uhh, they're good I guess, how are you?" He asked, his voice sounding hesitant. "I'm alright, is everything okay? Why'd you call?" You asked, before cringing softly. "Not that it's a bad thing, it's great to hear from you, and you can call whenever, I just want to make sure everything's okay." You said softly, hearing him laugh on the other end. "Yeah, well, sort of. Umm, I'd hate to spring this all on you over the phone-everyone's okay." He added quickly. "Can we talk? Like in person? It would be easier to explain." He said softly, and you couldn't deny the drop in your stomach as you grew nervous. "Uhh yeah." You replied quickly. "I'm not doing anything, do you want to meet at the café? Near the library? I can be there in ten minutes." You asked, beginning to put your shoes on as you felt nerves eating at you. "I'll be there in five."

You smiled as you saw Jimin, letting the café door close behind you as he stood up from his table, and you saw five other boys sitting where he had got up from. "It's great to see you." You sighed into Jimin's shoulder, it had been a long time since you'd seen any of them, and being back with them made it seem like you'd never left in the first place. "Is everything okay? You sounded nervous on the phone." You said softly, hugging each of the boys before sitting down, and realizing Jungkook wasn't there. "He's okay, he's asleep at the hotel." Jin assured you quickly, seeing the panic on your face. You took a deep breath and nodded, nearly on the verge of tears as panic convinced you he was hurt. "This is actually about him, that's why he's not here." Namjoon said softly, making you nod slowly, afraid of what they were going to tell you. "He has this girlfriend. I'm not sure if you remember her-" "oh god." You sighed, running your hand over your face. How could you forget her. Georgia became Jungkook's girlfriend nearly a year before you two stopped talking, and you hated her the moment you met her. "He's still with her?" You watched the boys nod slowly. "God it's been what, two years? How has he not realized what type of person she is." You sighed angrily, when you and Jungkook were still in contact, every time she was around the two of you, she always bossed Jungkook around like he was her slave, and was threatened that you were going to try and take Jungkook from her. "Yeah, that's the problem." Jimin said softly, making your face fall. "Did she do something?" You asked, your blood boiling at the thought. You hadn't seen Jungkook in a long time, but you cared deeply for him, and the idea of her hurting him made you feel indescribable amounts of anger. "We think so." Jimin said softly, "we don't know for sure, none of use have seen anything, but we've seen signs." Jimin said quietly, you could barely hear him over the pounding of your heart against your chest.

"He's always hurt. Has a hard time dancing, doesn't like being touched, and nobody's seen him without his shirt on in months. He won't even lift it up around us, it's like he's hiding something. Something we can only imagine is-" "bruises." You interrupted Namjoon, your hands shaking in your lap as you tried to calm yourself down, but the thought of Jungkook hurt, hurt you in way indescribable. "Yeah." It was Tae answering you as they all hung their heads low, and you saw Jin wipe at his face hastily. It hurt them just as much as it hurt you. "I'm going to kill her." You said softly, tears welling in your eyes as you sniffled. "Does anybody know an area I can drive to that has mountain lions? Or like a really starved pig farm? I heard they can eat a body in nine minut-" "__" Jimin interrupted you, making you face him, his eyes as teary as yours. "We called you here, because he won't talk to us. But we thought he might talk to you. Every time we even say her name he changes the topic, nobody’s been able to even mention anything hinting at her hurting him because he shuts down." He said softly, making you sigh. "We haven't talked in over a year Jimin, things aren't the same." You replied, despite the words hurting, you thought you would be the last person he would want to talk to. "__, I've never seen Jungkook as happy around someone as he is around you. Even if it has been more than a year, you're still his best friend, and I know if he saw you again he would be just as happy as he was a year ago." Hoseok said softly, each of them looking at you with pleading eyes. "She was what caused us to drift apart in the first place, he'll choose her again, and it'll just end the same as last time. He won't talk to me, it's better off just me beating her a-" "I know you want to hurt her, believe me, we all do, but that's not going to solve anything with him." Namjoon said softly, and you hated that he was right. "Losing you was the worst thing I've ever seen Jungkook go through. If he had you, he wouldn't let it happen again." Jimin said softly, and you sighed, "Alright. I'll try, but if he doesn't talk to me-" "then you get to beat her ass. I'll even drive you to her myself." Namjoon said softly, and you smiled.

The room was silent as you let the door close behind you, seeing Jungkook asleep on his bed, you smiled at how tiny he looked, and slowly crept over to him, careful to not wake him up. You knew it would take more than a few floorboards creaking. Living with the boys gave Jungkook a sleeping immunity to soft noises, and you were grateful for that. You sat down on his bed slowly, and brushed his bangs out of his face. It looked more sullen, clinging to the bones more than it had the last time you had seen him, less full of life. "Oh Kookie, what has she done to you." You whispered to yourself, your heart breaking as he mumbled in his sleep, his eyes moving underneath his eyelids. You didn't want to wake him up, he looked too peaceful. Sighing in defeat, you knew you had to, you couldn't help him if he was asleep. "Kookie." You said softly, brushing more hair out of his face as you lightly bumped his shoulder. "Jungkook." Your voice was a bit louder now, your hand still on his cheek as his eyes fluttered, but stayed closed. "Jungkook." You sang his name, nudging him again, you watched his eyes open slowly, blinking to adjust to the light. Until he saw your face. "Oh my god." He whispered, sitting up quickly, a smile wide on his face as he looked at you, letting his eyes trail over your body as if questioning if you were real. "Hi." You smiled, pain in your chest at the sight of your old friend. He yelled your name suddenly and you were thrown down onto the bed, his arms and legs wrapped around you and hugging you tightly to him. "I missed you too." You laughed softly, turning to face him with a wide smile on your face, he looked so content as he held you, his eyes closed, bangs in his face, his whole body latching onto you, it almost made you forget why you were there. "I missed you a lot." You mumbled softly, running your fingers through his hair again, you wanted to stay like this forever. "Why are you here?" He asked, finally letting go of you so the two of you could sit up.

"I was tired of not having my sun in my life." You said softly, unable to keep yourself from putting your hand in his hair again. You watched his cheeks run pink as you brushed the bangs out of his face. "The new album is so good Kookie I'm so proud of you." You said softly, wanting nothing more than to see his smile again. "I can't believe you're here." He breathed out, grabbing your hands and holding the both of them in his lap, refusing to let go of you, as if afraid the second you weren't in his hands you would leave again. "I know." You said softly, smiling as you squeezed his hands tightly. "We should have an us day. Just the two of us, we can see a movie, go to a nice restaurant, there's a new bowling alley, let's just hang out, just us for a day?" You asked softly seeing the excitement in his eyes. "Yeah! I'd love that!" He smiled wide, making you smile, until you saw him hesitate. "I umm, I have to call someone-" "I know Jungkook, it's alright. Jimin told me you're still with Georgia, you don't have to hide it from me." You said softly, seeing obvious guilt in his eyes as he nodded, and pulled out his phone slowly, clearly hesitant as he clicked on her contact and swallowed thickly as the phone began ringing. "H-Hey, a friend is in town, and we were going to hang out today, just like, see a movie or something. I just wanted to let you know so you didn't like, come to the hotel room or something and not find me there-" he forced out a laugh, and your blood boiled as you heard her voice screaming at him. "O-Okay, yeah. Got it, right. Okay. Okay. Bye." He hung up the phone and kept his back to you as he tossed the phone onto his bed. "I umm, need to change, are you okay just waiting here? I'll only be a few minutes." He promised, and you nodded. "Take as much time as you need Kookie." You said softly, sadness overwhelming you as he collected an outfit and stepped into the bathroom.

He was right when he said only a few minutes. You wiped at your eyes hurriedly as he stepped out and feigned a smile. "Hey." You said softly, standing up off the bed as he smiled at you, only for his smile to fall as he saw you. "Were you crying?" He asked, putting his hand on your cheek, wiping away a stray tear as you feigned another smile. "Yeah, but it's just from those sad videos, you know the ones, where the dad or mom comes home from the army and sees their kids? Gets me every time." You lied, wiping at your face as he nodded, smiling at you again as he grabbed his phone and jacket. "Ready?" He asked, and you nodded, taking his hand as he led you out of the hotel.

"I missed this." Your voice was soft as you looked at Junkook. He was sitting across from you, the two of you at an ice cream parlor, sitting in a booth as you ate your dessert. "I missed this too." He replied, smiling at you from across the table, "so, how are things?" You asked softly. "How are things with the boys? With your-" you waved your hand and he pursed his lips softly. "The boys are good." He nodded with his words, "and, umm she's good. How are you?" He asked the last part quickly, wanting to change the subject, and the fear in his eyes made your heart shatter. "I’m good. I'm in an apartment now, new roommates, I'm thinking about getting a pet." You said softly, wanting to change the subject, the pain in his eyes was too much to look at for so long. You needed to see his smile again. "Ooh, what type of pet?" He asked, his mood lifting as you smiled. "I was originally thinking a bunny, but now that I've got you back in my life, I don't think I need two." You smiled wide as he hid his face behind his hands. "You can't say things like that!" He laughed softly. "And why not?" You giggled, pulling his hands back, you saw his face completely red as he looked away from you. "Because it's cheesy, and makes me blush." He huffed, making you smile wide. "That's the point." You laughed as he nudged you playfully. "I really did miss you so much Jungkook." You said softly, setting your hand on the table, he set his on top of it and smiled softly. "I missed you so much too. Please don't ever make me lose you again." He mumbled softly. You smiled and ran your thumb over his hand. "Promise." You said softly, "promise." He replied, the smile back on his face, only to be startled as someone suddenly hit your table, making it shake, and causing Jungkook's ice cream to spill onto his shirt. "I'm so sorry!" The person apologized, Jungkook stood up suddenly, grabbing at napkins as he tried to wipe it off, panic in his eyes, and you knew it was an expensive shirt, "oh, I have a spare shirt in my car! I'll be right back." You told him, grabbing your keys off the table you hurried to your car and saw a shirt sitting in the backseat, it was Jungkook's, and despite the pain it's caused in the last year, you were now grateful you hadn't had the strength to get rid of it. You hurried back into the parlor and saw Jungkook still trying to wipe it off. "Come here." You told him, taking his hand you dragged him to the bathroom, and locked the door behind you. It was a one person bathroom and you were grateful as you turned to Jungkook. "Take that shirt off, put this one on, I'll wash that off with water, hopefully that'll keep it from staining until we can get it properly washed okay?" You said softly, watching panic cross his eyes, and he played with the hem of his shirt nervously. "I won't look, I promise." You said softly, turning away, he hesitated, before beginning to pull the shirt over his head. Glancing in the mirror, your face fell in horror as you saw the purple and black marks littering along his skin. The boys were right. He was hiding bruises. He quickly pulled the old shirt over his head and handed the one covered in ice cream to you, and you began washing it off. He stood behind you awkwardly, crossing his arms over his chest as you scrubbed at the shirt. "I don't think ice cream stains thankfully." You said softly as you began to ring it out. "I still think getting it washed would be a good idea, but it should be alright." You smiled as you turned to hand it to him, and he nodded thankfully, taking it from you, he crossed his arms over his body nervously, and you opened the bathroom door, and walked back to your car with him behind you.

"There's so many." Your voice was barely a whisper as you wiped at your eyes, sniffling as you sat across from the boys. You texted Jimin, telling him you needed to talk to them, and you all sat in Jungkook and Taehyung's hotel room, while Jungkook gave his shirt to the dry cleaners. "I haven't had the chance to bring it up. I barely even mentioned her and he looked so upset. I'm sorry, I just can't do it today, not when he gets that scared. Tomorrow, I will. I promise, I just don't want him shutting me out again." You sniffled, wiping at your eyes hastily as the boys nodded. "She's out of town, she shouldn't be back until Tuesday." Jimin said softly, and you sighed in relief, that gave you two days. "Okay. I'll talk to him by then, I promise. But if she shows up-" "trust me ___, we're all feeling that way right now." Hoseok said softly, his fists clenched in his lap as you nodded, swallowing thickly, you all jumped suddenly when the door opened and Jungkook peeked his head in, "Hey, everything okay?" He asked softly, still halfway in the doorway. "Yeah. I was just showing them that soldier video I was telling you about. The one that made me cry earlier." You smiled weakly, watching him nod slowly, before wincing, and stepping inside, you glanced away for a second, glancing at Jimin, only to look back and see Jungkook wasn't alone. You stood up suddenly, Tae and Yoongi standing up with you, and Namjoon stood up slowly, holding his hand out to the three of you. "I thought she wasn't coming back until Tuesday." Jimin said softly, the calmest one in this situation as he stood up as well. "Came home early. Just couldn't wait to see my oppa!" Georgia smiled wide, making you take a sharp intake of breath, and Namjoon grabbed your hand softly. "Hey Jungkook, can I talk to you for a second?" You asked softly, making the boy glance up from the floor, he nodded and you walked over to him, "is it something you can say to the both of us?" Georgia asked, crossing her arms as you opened the door. "No." You snapped, grabbing Jungkook and leading him to the hallway. You were still in the doorway however when she grabbed the door to keep you from closing it. "I don't feel comfortable with you sneaking around with my oppa without me, I know your history, so whatever you say to him you can say to me!" She snapped. You let go of the door and stepped to the side, she smiled and walked into the hallway, reaching for Jungkook, but you pulled him from her reach. "Go to the lobby or the only thing you're going to be uncomfortable with is my foot up your ass." You sneered, watching fear flash in her eyes as she huffed and turned away, doing as you told her, and you led Jungkook to the stairwell.

The night was silent as you and Jungkook sat next to each other, sitting on the curb, the dim lighting from the hotel pool illuminated his face as he stared at the ground, his eyes conflicted as you searched for your words. "Jungkook..." You started, struggling to hold back tears as he faced you, "Do you remember the last thing I told you? Before everything happened, when we were saying goodbye?" You said softly, watching him nod as you took a shaky breath. "You're too good of a person Kookie, and that scares me, because I know one of these days someone is going to hurt you, and you're not going to know why it's not okay." You repeated your past words, words you told him the last time you had seen him. "I meant it, and I always told myself, you're not a baby, you can handle yourself, I don't have to look out for you, you know right from wrong, you know friends from foe, you're so damn smart, and you're going to do great in this world, and I was right." You sniffled, tears falling past your eyes. "You aren't a baby, and you do know right from wrong, but you're a literal fucking ball of sunshine, and you trust people so easily, and you can't tell when someone is hurting you, because you don't see people's faults, because you have such a heart of gold, all you see is the beauty of someone's soul, and even when their soul is dark and evil, you still see good in them, and you're such an amazing person Kookie, but I can't sit back and watch you be around these evil people, and let them convince you and you are the one with the faults." You cried, your heart breaking as he looked at you through confused eyes, “__, is this about the boys? You know them so well, you know they would never do anything to hurt me, everything’s playful, we just shove each other around-“ “this isn’t about the boys Kookie.” You said softly, a tear slipping past your eyes as he looked at you through curious eyes and you took a shaky breath.

"I know she's gotten in your head. I know she's made you fall in love with her, and I know that she's made you think you are the problem. But Jungkook you are fucking flawless, there isn't a single problem with you, and it's her, she's sunk her claws into your skin, and she's hurting you." Your voice broke, and he looked away. His hands shaking in his lap as you took a shaky breath. "I know it's hard to do things like this on your own, but the boys and I are going to help you okay? I just need you to let me. I can't help you without you helping me too. I saw the bruises Jungkook, I know-" he stood up quickly before you could finish, his breathing uneven as he ran his hands over his face, struggling to collect his emotions. "N-No, it's not what you think, I-I just made her angry, it was my f-fault, she has anger issues, and I know that, a-and I-" "Jungkook stop making excuses for her!" You grabbed his arms suddenly, watching him flinch as you sniffled and loosened your grip, seeing the fear in his eyes as you held onto him unintentionally harsh. "It was not your fault. She hurt you, and that's not okay. That will never be okay. Jungkook please, listen to me, shes hurting you, she needs to go away, you need to get away from her. You need to be by yourself, to be surrounded by people that aren't going to hurt you like this, by people that care about you. Me and the boys, we want to help you. Please, let us." You begged. He refused to face you, and started pacing, running his hands through his hair as he shook his head. "Jungkook what if I had a boyfriend, and he was hitting me?" You asked, watching him stop suddenly.

"What if you saw me with a wrist brace, and a black eye, and he had hit me because I accidentally knocked over a vase, or burnt some noodles, what if you saw me in pain because I was in love with someone, and I thought they loved me back, but they just loved having a punching bag around. What would you do? Would you let me go home with him? Would you let me stay in a relationship with him, knowing he was hurting me, and he had brainwashed me to think he loved me?" You choked out, watching him choke out a sob as he kept his back to you. "A bucket of thorns is not worth a single rose." You said softly, taking a step closer, seeing his shoulders shaking as he cried. "Please Jungkook, let me help you. This isn't your fault. Nothing is your fault. You're the victim here, not her." You said softly. Reaching out, you touched his back softly. He flinched slightly at the touch, but didn't move. You wrapped your arms around him softly, and at the touch he fell to his knees, crying, you fell with him, and held him tighter, holding him with your entire body, you rested your head on his, more tears passing your eyes as you kissed the side of his head softly. "I'm going to help you." You whispered. "I'm going to help you heal, because you've been through too much pain, and it has been nobody's fault but hers. You deserve the world Jungkook, and I'm going to make sure you get nothing less." You promised he didn't reply, but he didn't need to, letting you hold him, was all you needed, and you held him for as long as he needed.

Your face was set as you walked down the hallway. You were heading back to Jungkook's room, the boy trailing slowly behind you, his hand held tightly in yours, his eyes watching his feet as he walked. You were taking him to the boys, and planning on dealing with her alone. You reached the room and knocked on it, the door swung open almost immediately, and you saw Jimin looking back at you. You nodded slowly, and he grabbed Jungkook, hugging him tightly as the boy cried silently, wrapping his arms tightly around Jimin, the other boys joined the hug, each of them holding Jimin as tightly as they could and crying together, you were grateful they were here, and nodded to Jimin as you stepped out of the hotel room, startled as you saw Georgia staring at you expectantly, barely a foot away. "What's going on?" She snapped, her voice making the boys jump, and you saw panic flash through Jungkook's eyes as he tried to step forward, but Hoseok stopped him. "I'll tell you what's going on." You smiled forcefully as you turned to face her, "you're going to walk your ugly ass to your car, get your trashy ass in, and drive as far away as possible, or I'm going to beat your ass into a pulp, right here, right now. And don't even think about ever contacting Jungkook again, got it? Good." You sneered, making her scoff "I'm sorry, just who do you think you are?" She sneered, making your blood boil as you stepped forward, but saw Namjoon throw you a weary glance, "Jungkook, let's go. I’m tired of being around this psychopath." She sneered. You clenched your fists as Jungkook stepped up beside you, and glanced between the two of you nervously. "Jungkook, remember what I said." You told him softly, watching panic flood his eyes as he struggled with himself . "You wouldn't let me go home, and I'm not letting you." You told him, seeing conflict in his eyes, but he nodded to you, and swallowed thickly, looking at the floor, you saw Georgia flare in anger "Jungkook. I said, we're leaving." She snapped, her arms crossed. Jungkook glanced at you nervously, before taking your hand, and raising his head. "No." His voice was shaky as her jaw dropped in shock, and she glanced at your and his intwined hands. "Make a choice." She sneered, shaking her hair off her shoulders. "Me. Or her." She said sharply, and Jungkook swallowed thickly. "Her. I will always choose her over you." He answered, his face set as he stood at his height, despite the slouching you'd seen him doing, making himself smaller.

The next moment was a blur. The sight of Jungkook's head snapping to the side, her hand the one forcing it, the sound of Tae grabbing Jungkook, Jin yelling your name as you threw her to the floor, you saw red as you hovered over her. You didn't feel the pain in your fists as you punched her repeatedly, you heard unintelligible shouting, the boys and any other hotel guests stepping out of the rooms searching for a source of the commotion, and you finally felt Hoseok pull you off of her. You were shaking as you finally heard their voices, Jimin hugging Jungkook, soothing him as Namjoon pressed his fingertips to Georgia's throat. "She has a heartbeat, I think. I don't really know how to do this, but she doesn't look dead, just really unconscious." Namjoon mumbled, your back hit the wall and you sunk down to the floor, your hands shaking as you looked forward, your eyes open, yet you didn't see anything as you waited. You didn't know what you were waiting for, but you waited.

The hotel room was silent as Jimin wrapped your hand, the cops came, and after watching the camera footage and seeing her swing at Jungkook first, they ruled it self defense, and you didn't get in any trouble. They were long gone now as Jimin cleaned up your knuckles, they were cut and bruised from hitting her so many times. None of the boys spoke. Jungkook had locked himself in the bathroom when everything calmed down, and now, you still weren't sure if you were calmed down completely. "I had myself under control." You whispered, making all the boys face you as Jimin paused from putting gauze on your hands. "I really did, I was just going to make her leave, that was it, I didn’t want to put Jungkook through that. But seeing her hit him-“ you broke off, taking a shaky breath “seeing the bruises, and the pain she had already caused him was one thing, but seeing her hit him like that, as if he meant nothing, I saw red. I couldn't even hear you guys until Hobi pulled me off. I would've killed her." You said softly, your eyes concentrating on the wall in front of you and the boys nodded. "Any of us would've." Jimin said softly. You sniffled, thanking him as he finished wrapping your hands, and flexed your fingers, wincing at the pain, and set them in your lap. "Thank you." Jin suddenly said, making you face him. "For helping him when we couldn't. We weren't who he needed to hear it from, and I'm grateful he had you to help him." He said softly, and you feigned a smile, "I'm glad I could help him. I don't know what I would've done if he chose her." You shook your head, jumping suddenly as the bathroom door opened, and Jungkook stepped out, his head hanging low as he played with his fingers. You stood up slowly, hesitating, you walked over to him. He glanced away, but you put you hand on his cheek, and his eyes met yours. His cheek red, but he still offered you a weak smile, and you wrapped your arms tightly around him. He hugged you back, sniffling softly as he rested his face in the crook of your neck. You heard the other boys stand up, and all join the hug. And in that moment, you promised both yourself, and Jungkook, no one would ever hurt the either of you again, and would never come in between you.

"I don't think I ever really loved her." Jungkook's voice was soft as you turned to face him. "Who?" You asked, sitting up and leaning on you elbow as you watched him do the same. "Her?" You asked, he nodded in response. "I can't remember a time I ever loved her. I liked her, at first, but it was right after we had broken up, I think it was more of a need for something to fill the void than it was an attraction." He mumbled, making you suppress a smile. "You had a void when we broke up?" You asked, causing a blush rise to his cheeks, "of course I did. We weren't the same after it, everything felt too awkward, and it's you, there's always a void in my life when you're not there." He admitted, and you felt your heart swell inside your chest. "I have a void without you too." You told him, "I know what you mean, us not being the same. I felt like we were too afraid of each other. We were terrified of the idea of losing each other, we pushed ourselves apart until we did." You mumbled, he nodded, knowing you were right. "And she obviously didn't help, but I mean, we're here now, and that's what matters right? It's been a month since I came to your hotel room, and it already feels like we were never apart, that's what matters." You said softly, watching him smile as he laid back down. The two of you were on a grassy hill, the night sky shining full of stars above you. Having snuck away from the boys to watch the sun set, and just be with each other. "That's exactly why we broke up." He snorted, you laughed softly and nodded, knowing he was right. "We get in such a good place, and then convince ourselves something is going to go wrong, and every time we fall for it, and it makes things worse." You sighed, running your hand over your face irritably. "I promise I won't let it happen anymore. I don't think I'd survive if I had to lose you again." He mumbled, staring at the sky as you laid down next to him. "I can't lose you either." You replied, staring at him as he sighed, opening and closing his mouth a few times, unsure how to word his feelings, before finally sighing and closing his eyes. "I still love you." The words were barely a whisper as they passed his lips, and you smiled wide. "I still love you too." You said softly. Your response made him face you as he grabbed your hand softly, intwining your fingers with his, and you two laid in the silence, not needing anything other than each other, and not wanting anything else than what you had beside you.