#i nead more angst

[swkbiggestdefender]

I need sick wukong to become canon in the next season (obviously not normal sickness maybe poisoned by a powerful enemy or something like that) and it starts okay just him being "I'm fine" and "it's nothing don't worry about it" bc he doesn't want to burden mk and the others until it becomes so much pain for his body to bare to the point where mk (and macaque) think he's going to die

[tarjapearce]

Decisions ( One-shot)

Edward Kenway x reader

After quite a long time from writing, I came up with this one. Hope you like it!

Slight Angst/Romance.

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Night felt heavy, not only because of the current overwhelming thoughts that went through your mind but the feeling of worry that filled up your body.

You knew Edward was a drinker, hell, that once you tried to keep it up with his pace was the one and only time you thought you'd certainly die the day after because of the hangover. But this time seemed different, he only had two large pints of rum and he looked out of himself, he looked restless, upset, irked to the point that he would start a fight just by someone giving him the mean eye.

Anne shrugged as she kept on serving the drinks, Rackham stumbling both over his feet and words as he tried to sing and dance Randy Dandy 'O. Charlie, as he instructed you to call him, was smoking in the opposite corner from Rackham, Ben Hornigold was as usual talking to a maniacal laughing Blackbeard, but James Kidd was missing.

Wiping the last of your glasses and tables, you approached Edward, tray on hands, ready to refill his pint if necessary.

" You seem off." a derisive snort is what you got in return.

" And why would you care, lass?" "Because, I am your friend, or at least, that's how I see us, and friends worry over their fellows." " Leave me be, lass." "Would you at least let me refill your pi-" "I SAID, for you to leave me be! Do not make me repeat myself!" -Even though he had just calmed his tone an octave, you couldn't help but feel the stab of pain in your heart at his rejection, the eyes of the sober men fell upon you both.

Blackbeard frowning, Ben looking between you and Edward and so Anne.

"Ok." The soft reply came out as a mere murmur and finally it was the end of your shift, you could get home hopefully there would be guards around so you'd skip the drunkards that came across you however a familiar face jumped from the corner with a small smirk.

"Need some company, lassie?" "As long as you don't yell at me over a stupid question? Yes, please."

The stranged look he gave you was forgotten as you both walked to your hut, the sky was promising with heavy clouds and storms approaching your way.

"So... Who yelled? Vane? Anne?" "Edward did. " "That's new yet it's not. Why he did so?" you shrugged, reliving the memory on your mind.

" He is quite... sensible around these days." "Sensible!? more like a drunkard claiming his rum has various flies on it!" "It's not like he is... particularly mad at you, but rather at the world. His wife died around these times. " It took a small breathe for you to calm the nerves that were irking upon hearing Kidd's statement.

" And so you must take your anger out on people? I thought ... he well... ya know, considered me in a different way."

"Oh..." Kidd mused as you both kept on walking until your feet led you to the small stairs of your wooden hut.

" But I guess I'm wrong, maybe it was too soon for another... Caroline in his life." You sighed and shook your head, almost in resignation. Whenever Edward spoke of her you felt the love in his words, the joy the woman brought to him despite being long gone and without a doubt, he missed her.

"You're smitten to 'im, aye?" "Yeah, maybe a bit too much but ... it's useless." "Why so?" " He still misses her... How you compete against that?" " Maybe you'll find the answers later, your pretty head neads a rest. It's not good to dwell in the heart affairs too long." "Thank you James." "No problem, lassie."

With a slight wave of hands you said your goodnights, closed the door and soon enough bathed, dressed up in more comfortable clothing and drifted off to sleep, or so you thought.

The storm that unleashed was powerful, the thunders echoed in loud rumbles of rage, punishing any ship that ventured on the ocean and even though you were used to it, the dread it brought you always was so unwelcomed. The frail frame of your windows quivered under the livid wind, menacing to let the cold air enter.

Your door suddenly was kicked open, earning the hooded and soaked figure a loud scream of terror from you. Grabbing the nearest object you had to shield yourself was enough time for the agile intruder to stride foward, push the metal bar from the chimney away from your hands, to finally corner you against the nearest wall.

The nerves betraid you, with shaking hands you pushed him away, only for his big hands to gently grab yours with a subtle force and hold them behind your back, his other hand cupped your cheeks and made you look up.

A hint of clear blue came into your vision, twinkling in untamed want, Your breath hitched as he suddenly trapped you between him and the creaking wooden walls, with a swift motion he gave a quick inhale to the line of your neck, as if engulfing in your scent to then his lips land on yours. The kiss was soft until the intruder turned it deeper and passionate, no matter what you did to push him off it only seemed to entice him further to see you struggling, trying to catch a breath between kisses, soft bites and sudden licks.

"A-Ah!..." You gasped for air when he finally let you go, the white of his teeth flashing at you and your eyes widened.

"E-Edward!?" "Sorry lass..." "You... You... Ugh!! You nearly scared me to death! I thought someone had broke in!" He laughed softly as he removed the hood, letting his hair to fall around his face.

" Kidd told me you were in trouble." "Kidd... what?" "But you are safe and sound. Are you?" " Considering my heart hammering in my chest... " "I apologize." " Just... why you ... are here?" "Kidd told me you got some drunkards following." "But I did Not! More important, why you care if I am in danger or not!? You stated it pretty much at the tavern." "(Y/N) wait." "What?"

Your curt response made him frown and look down

" You are mad at me." "Im not mad Edward! I'm... confused! Hurt.. and... yes maybe a little mad. Some hours ago you yell at me because of your mood then you break into my home to kiss me? Make up your mind would you? Im... Not a toy at your disposal Edward, my heart can't take it anymore. I know I'll never be Caroline... but for fucks sakes tell me what you want from me! If I get too close you push me away, if I get away you... lure me to get close! This-"

You pointed at your chest and wiped your eyes at the tears that fell on your cheeks.

" This is unfair. I... I can't, not anymore. Tell me, please."

"I can not..." "Yes you can! you are just afraid of let go, Caroline is gone Edward... and so will I if you keep toying with me. Just tell me what you want!"

"You want to stay with me?" "Yes!" "Why?" "Why not. But do you? Do you want to stay with me, Edward James Kenway?"

Your eyes searched his, but he refused to meet yours.

" I see..." Walking with a heavy heart to your doorstep you held the door open to him.

" Then, I bid you good fortune, and shall we never cross paths again."

Edward sighed and looked at you, intentions of staying becoming clear.

" You are a dramatic one at times, y'know?. I am here because I do care more than that thick head of yours think. I came to apologize, it was the last time I thought about Caroline... we always fought, and she left me. But I wanted to remember the good things before letting her go, forever so I can move on." "Another time would sound perfect, Edward but..." "I will prove you my word's truth.I might be a pirate but I am not a ruin illed man when it comes to prove my worth. You shall be mines." "And if I refuse?"

That made him chuckle and once more he was pinning you against the wall after closing the door, no hands restricted this time. Just him and you, brushing your noses

" Not like Im giving you a choice, lass."

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A tad rushed? Maybe. Need to keep on practicing my writing, anyways, Thanks for reading! ♡ Feedback is always welcome!!!.

[tacotehpigeon]

Wilting Flower

(Angst) Reader x Jungkook

****WARNING: Possibe triggers, Mentions of Kidnapping and possible Death*****

Summary: It’s my first year of College, and it isn’t going as planned. One moment I have everything, the next, my life is crumbling to pieces. How did everything turn out this way? I just wanted a normal life…

(a/n) Good news! I survived finals...barely...which that means I’m back to writing! I’m not entirely pleased with this story due to my lacking writing skills, so I think once I complete it I will slowly begin to re-write it. So I apologize in advanced for my low quality writing, I hope to improve in the near future, but either way I hope you enjoy!

Chapter Six

4.8k Words

Ch. 1 - Ch. 2 - Ch. 3 - Ch. 4 -  Ch. 5 - Ch.6

“Can you do me a big favor?”

“Uh..Sure.” Had I been someone else, she may have been more reluctant. Thanks to her pity towards me, she can’t back out.

My plan was simple, have Jennie get into the police station, take a look at Rosé’s missing persons file, and leave. That simple, she wouldn’t be stealing anything, just looking at a file for a few seconds and then leaving.

“Great! So since your dad is police comissioner, are you able to just roam around the station, per say?”

“Actually, if I were just a family member, I wouldn’t be allowed to simply be at the police station without a good reason.” Her tone was cautions, like she was catching on to what I was getting at.

“But you’re not just a family member...right?”

“No, I just got an internship there— Where are you getting at with this?”

“I want you to look in Rosé’s missings persons file, just a quick peak at the suspects and alibi’s— More specifically Sehun. I don’t trust him.”

If I wanted her to trust me, I was going to have to be direct and honest. But perhaps my direct apprach startled her a bit.

“I don’t know. I don’t think I can do that. If I get caught I could get in serious trouble.” 

“I know— I jus— I can’t just sit around and do nothing, while my friend is out there in trouble! I’ve seen the news, the police have made no significant progress and I just want to do something. I can’t even sleep at night wondering what she could be going through...How alone, and cold, and scared she is-So please...I’m begging you.” My eyes were brimmed with tears as she remained silent, indecisive. Weighing the pros and cons, questioning her morality. I could feel her on the edge of saying ‘yes’ so I pleaded even further. “Wasn’t she your friend too? If you can do something about it..why not do it? Sometimes you can’t expect others to do something for you, so you have to do it yourself. Please...”

“Alright. I’ll do it. I have my first shift in tomorrow in the evening. I can do it then.”

“Thank you so much!” I couldn’t contain my emotions as she agreed to help me and I lept forward to embrace her. At that moment, she was the small glimmer of hope I so desperately needed. “Congrats too by the way, I hope I don’t ruin anything for you.”

“Well, I guess I just have to be careful not to get caught.” The wavering confidence in her voice was bound to make me too anxious to even sleep tonight.

I had my earbuds on but there was no sound playing, and no sound to be covering my ears from as I stared blankly at my screen. The only movement I was doing was pressing the spacebar everytime my screen turned dim. There was so much going on in my mind, yet it was empty. I felt empty, but that void was being filled with anxiety.

All I could do right now was wait, but time was precious, especially in Rosé’s case. I looked searched her name to see if there was anything new, or any updates, but there were none. Only the routine “The search continues for local college student”. It made me feel at least a little bit better to know that her case wasn’t dying down and being forgotten.

I was back to my mindless staring until I was rudely interrupted by the one and only, Jungkook.

“Whatcha doin’?” He charmingly asked. 

“Nothing!” I was alarmed by his sudden appearance and practically yelled as I slammed shut my laptop. He wasn’t speaking loudly at all, his voice was actually softer than usual. In fact, I was the one being louder than him as I heard several shushes aimed at me, and I inwardly cringed at my stupid behavior. “Goodness gracious.” I mumbled under my breath.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.” He chuckled, and my heart began to race as I came to my senses. I went from being completely unaware of my surroundings, to now being hyper aware of even my own heartbeat. “What were you looking at?” He nodded his nead towards my laptop as he took a seat next to me.

His tall and fit figure was shown with black fitted pants and matching colored shoes. A white long sleeved shirt rolled up to his elbows accentuated his veiny forearms, one of which displayed an expensive looking watch at his wrists. To top it all off (yes pun intended), he wore a signature comfy beanie in grey.

“Hm?...oh— nothing.” I always noticed how he looked due to how long I would stay staring at him.

“Checking me out again?” He seemed to notice, and unfortunately for me, I’m not enough of a smooth talker to get myself out of these kind of situations.

“Sorry.” So I simply apologized his my head held low with shame. 

“So you were checking me out” He sneered, however I refused to look at him even with my peripheral vision. Even so I could just feel the heat radiating off his body as he slowly inched closer to continue his teasing. 

“I’m gonna go over there.” I turned my back on him and headed for the book shelves as I aimed to get away from him, and also because I actually needed a book for my unnecessarily detailed, five page essay on the history of literature.

He followed me slowly and I could feel his eyes on me, making it that much more difficult to concentrate. 

“Shakespear? You haven’t finished the essay yet?” 

“No, I haven’t, and in case you haven’t noticed my mind's been a bit preoccupied.” I snapped. He was leaning on the bookshelf with arms crossed over his chest. When I looked at his face his expression was much softer than I had initially expected.

“I know, that’s why I’m not teasing you for it. I’m actually concerned.” I looked away embarrassed for snapping at him so easily. “I can help you if you want.”

“I think I can do it on my own, thanks.” I said with a soft voice. “Sorry...for snapping at you. I’ve just been really stressed.”

“I know.” He said with a soft smile. There was a pause before he turned around and picked something off the bookshelf. A book on criminal psychology. “You could’ve just gone to a library if you wanted to know something about criminological psychology by the way.” He said while waving the book around. I cringed when I realized what he was referring to.

“Hey! What kind of professor actually keeps his stuff on campus though!?” I retorted, and it was true. Most of them brought their work home with them to do, but no, this one actually left his stuff in the room, which was beyond strange.

“He used to forget a lot of his things before, so I heard, so that’s probably why.”

“Are you serious?” I stifled my laugh.

“Yep. He’s really forgetful, but take it easy on him, he’s not as young as he used to be.” He said as he flipped through the book. “You could use this you know...To try and find her.”

Immediately I put back what I as looking at to go over to him. It was something very basic, but it could definitely help. “Too bad you can’t check out anything here...”

“Yeah. Students kept forgetting to return them, so now they’re just not even allowed to take them out unfortunately.”

“It’s sad how often times the actions of a few ends up ruining things for a majority of people...Kind of like how sometimes, if you take out a brick the rest of the wall falls down you know?” His expression had already gone blank by the time I looked at him.

“Are you okay?” He now seemed concerned as he put his hand on my shoulder. The sudden skinship shocked me, and I had to look away to evade his deep gaze. “If it concerns you that much you could’ve just looked it up online.”

“No I’m just sometimes like that— wait...” And then I realized he was just teasing me again.

“I’m serious though, google would’ve been a way safer than breaking into campus like an idiot.”

“Enough with the teasing Jungkook!” I laughed through gritted teeth as I whacked him with a book.

“Excuse me, but there are students trying to study here. If you continue to make noise I’m going to have to ask you to leave.” Said the Librarian.

Jungkook and I looked at eachother, I wanted to see if he was going to stay or not.

“Let’s get out of here” he said with a smirk. I felt my face heat up at his words and I quickly went over to the table to pick up my laptop as he waited to leave with me.

“So... What now?” I was eager to see what he wanted to do. I was looking for anything to distract myself from reality, and he seemed to do that so effortlessly without even realizing it. After a while he finally answered.

“Wanna go bowling?”

Ah the wonderful sport of bowling. Rolling balls, tumbling pins, gutters, and my shattered pride all in one single event.

I don’t hate bowling, but I’m too competitive to participate in a game that I always lose in, which is why I’m always avoiding it unless there’s someone worse than me playing in our group, which there wasn’t.

Jungkooks friends were playing with us as well, apparently they had plans together and he brought me along, the same group I always see him with. But of course I don’t mind since they bought pizza. They chatted amongst themselves as I was enthrawled in the pizza. I felt a bit guilty that within seconds of being introduced to them, I had forgotten their names, and now I was eating all of their food. Above all of that, I wasn’t even paying attention to them, I took out my phone as I wondered what was even my point of being here. 

I continued to do what I was doing earlier, and checked the internet for any news aout Rosé’s case. Jungkook was sat next to me, but I didn’t notice him looking at my phone with me. It never dawned on me how we were basically strangers a few days ago, but now he’s introduced me to all of his friends, and 

“Nothing new?” 

“No.” I responded deflated. I wondered if the detectives were actually doing anything to find her. Made me much more anxious for a message from Jennie. I needed to know what was being done to look for her. But at the same time, I wouldn’t know where to start, it must be rather overwhelming for the police to try and find someone who seems to be everywhere, and assuming Sehun was telling the truth, there was still a big time gap to what was going on.

My thoughts were interrupted by Jungkook telling me it was my turn. It was pretty obvious by now that I was a little less than average at bowling, so I was no longer nervous about going up. I rolled without expecting anything special. I simply stared expecting noting. My heart, elated, began to race as the ball got closer to the pins.

Strike!

“YES! FINALLY” I raised my fists into the air as my competitive pride was healed. It felt even better to see the other guys rejoice with me. They cheered and clapped. I felt powerful, even if most of them had already gotten strikes and had way better scores, I felt like I was winning even though I was losing.

I went back to my seat with an elated heart towards my crush and new friend. He handed me my phone.

“You got a message, and I read it, sorry. It’s from Jennie.” He said shyly.

I was a bit nervous at that moment wondering what Jennie had sent because Jungkook had read it. Luckily it simply read “Meet me at the Coffee shop at Main St. ASAP.” However, it was still cryptic enough for anyone to be concerned, especially someone like Jungkook for some unknown reason.

“Jungkook, Thank you so much for inviting me, but I have to go. Can you play for me?” I asked as I swung my bag over my shoulders.

“Where are you going?” The exppression on his face was that of a lost puppy, it tore me to leave him, but I had to look for Rosé.

“I thought you read it. I’m meeting Jennie at the coffee shop on main.”

“Yeah, but why?” He began to follow me out.

“I asked her to do something for me.” 

“Does it have something to do with Rosé?” 

“Yeah...” I guess it was obvious considering I hadn’t been caring about anything other than Rosé since she disappeared. 

“Let me come with you. I can help” He pleaded.

“No, you stay here with your friends. I’m just going to meet with Jennie. I’ll see you soon though, okay?” I gave him a reassuring smile and hurried off to meet Jennie. He was still looking over when I looked back at him, I waved one last time before exiting.

It was pretty late by the time I had left the bowling alley and I practically ran the whole way there. Not only was I that eager to hear Jennie, but it was also pretty chilly tonight. It was also pretty dangerous at night and Rosé was a perfect example of that.

The moment I entered the café I looked around until I laid my eyes on Jennie who sat at a solitary table in the corner. I approached her breathing heavily from the run, and I called to her out of breath.

“Jennie” She looked up at me, and smiled nervously and motioned for me to take a seat across from her at the table. She reached into her pad and handed me a small notepad.

“Here’s a list of suspects. I looked at Donghae’s notes and wrote these down.” I looked in the notebook and there was a long list of suspects. No wonder they haven’t made a lot of progress. “The suspect list consisted of mostly students from our university, but there were also some from other universities who knew her. This is the list of prime suspects.”

“Sehun is at the top.” 

“Yes. I did some asking, he’s been getting interviewed pretty frequently apparently.”

“Then why haven’t they found her yet!?” If Sehun hadn’t shown up, she would still be here, I’m sure of it so it’s obvious that I’m beyond frustrated. “I’m sorry. I’m sure there’s an explanation for this.”

“It’s okay, I feel that way too. Even if he didn’t take her, I think he’s hiding something, otherwise I don’t think they would keep interviewing him.” Her words sparked my attention.

“Why do you say that? Do you know what he’s been saying?” 

“Well, I don’t have access to the recordings or anything, but Donghae says there’s a part in his story that seems rehearsed. I don’t know what part, but that’s what he said.”

I looked away as I stayed silent. I’m pretty sure I know what part seemed rehearsed. 

In the back of my mind I know this is a terrible idea, but I really need to know the truth. I prepared all day for this, skipping classes in order to finish my homework quickly to leave early.

I was finally done and on my way out, it may not be my best work, but it’s done and one less thing to worry about. It was around twenty minutes to get to the trais station by bus, and then it would be a thirty minute wait, give or take. forty-five minute ride my subway from point A to point B. It was simple really, I would then take me possibly about twenty more minutes on bus to finish the trip. 

In total, I had roughly eighty-five minutes, plus walk time and wait time, to mentally prepare myself to confront Sehun. I didn’t know what I would say to him, I just knew I wanted answers.

Finally, I was in front of his dorms. It was dark now, and isolated. Knowing that this was most likely Rosé disappeared chilled me to the bone. The fact that there’s a fact that could happen to me absolutely terrifyed me. Yet, I still stayed there for an uncountable amount of time, too afraid to even move. But I had to face him.

I took a leap of faith and finally decided to walk up to the apartment complex and ring his apartment number. I waited and waiter, for nothing. There was no answer. I didn’t know what to do now, I was standing outside in the cold night, alone in the dark. What was I supposed to do?

Right that moment, someone had come out of the apartment complex, a resident kind enough to let me in. I didn’t hesitate at all and thanked her as I entered the building and looked for his apartment door. 

I knocked, but there was no one there. I had made it all the way out here, and there was no turning back now, so I decided to wait a few hours, sat on the floor I fell asleep.

I awoke to the sound of mens voices in the hallway. I was confused for a moment until I realized where I was and what I was doing. I looked up and I saw Sehun. We made eye contact and he froze.

“Y/n...” His expression changed wen he saw me. At first he was laughing and joking around with his friends, and then he looked sad. That was the only was I could describe it, sad. He turned to his friends and bid them farewell before inviting me in. “You guys go in first, I’ll meet you later.”

It was tidier than I had expected, but then again, I didn’t expect him to have a lot of things to have scattered around.

“I see you’ve been good.” I said, venom laced within every word once again.

“I haven’t, actually.” He responded blandly. “What do you want?”

“I came here to talk about that night.” I went straight to the point without beating around the bush.

“I already told the police everything!” 

“No, you haven’t. You’re hiding something and I know it."

“What do you mean!?” He was getting more frustrated, more defensive with every word he spoke which only altered my suspitions.

“How is it that she forgot her $500 textbook here then?” I said, pointing at the textbook on his bookself. I knew It was hers by the spine, it had a rose drawn on it so people knew it was hers. She didn’t want anyone to steal it.

He looked over and just swallowed. He didn’t say a word for what felt like an eternity and a half.

“Sehun, please, just be honest. I want to find her....she’s my best friend” I hated the fact that I was so bad at holding back my tears. I honestly couldn’t be just a little agressive without wanting to cry. “What exactly happened?”

It took him a while to actually respond. “It was actually around midnight. We had a fight...She got jealous that I was still talking to my ex.. I told her that we were just friends and we had moved on, but she didn’t believe me. She got angry and she left. She told me she would call you to pick her up.”

“You didn’t tell the police that you guys had a fight!?” 

He threw his hands in the air “No! I didn’t! Because how guilty does it make me look? They’d think I did it!” He had a point, but I think that if he really loved her he would throw everything away for her well-being.

“And you didn’t even follow her out? Try to explain yourself?” I retorted.

“I did! But she said that if I kept on following her she would never forgive me. I didn’t want that to happen so I went back as she told me to.” His confession seemed true, but I didn’t know whether or not I truly believed him. He hand his hand through his hair. “I think you should leave now.”

I didn’t have to be told twice. I turned around and slammed the door behind me as I left. I heard him scream in frustration just outside his door, and I felt bad for his neighbors. 

I was so heated up from the conversation that the cold air actually felt nice for once. It calmed me down, however that didn’t last long. In the distance I saw I familiar figure leaning against a car. It was Jungkook.

What was he doing here? I guess I’d better ask him.

“What are you doing here Jungkook?” He was everywhere and I was growing increasingly scared of him.

“The better question is, what are you doing here?” He asked back. Maybe it was just me, but there was something in his voice that intimidated me.

“I asked first, so you answered first.”

“I was planning to meet up with a group of friends. You?”

“Does that group include Sehun?” 

“Yes. Now stop avoiding the question.” He took a step closer, and I took a step back. He frowned a bit as he noticced me retreating from him. “Y/n...”

“You know him...” Tears pricked my eyes . I felt betrayed and my heart began to ache. I don’t know why that simple fact about him made me question everything I thought I knew about him, but it did.

“He’s a friend of a friend, but I don’t know him well though.” He walked up to me when I didn’t respond. 

“No. Stop.” I said through the tears. I was a mess. so many things felt like they were crashing down on me, and I was already naturally emotional.

“Y/n, please, tell me what’s wrong.” There was pain in his voice, but I was more surprised that he actually stopped when I had told him to. 

“They fought...but he didn’t say that to the police because then they’d think he did it.” I finally said. He understood how frustrated I was with Sehun right now and he closed off the space between us with a warm embrace. It was a hug that I really needed, and I continued to cry into his chest.

Eventually we retreated into the warmth of his car, where I continued to explain to him what had actually happened when I confronted Sehun.

“Do you still think he did it?” He asked cautiously. 

“I don’t know, but I still don’t trust him.”

“We could follow him.” He said, turning off the light in his car. 

“What?” I was confused, and then he pointed at Sehun who had just left his apartment complex. “You mean like a stakeout?”

“Exactly. Let me just cancel my plans.” He was going out of his way to help me, and I was so grateful that someone like him exists, and even more that I was able to run into him. My heart fluttered as I saw his face illuminated by the blue light from his phone screen. “Alright, let’s go.”

It was hard to follow Sehun by car since he was walking, but it wasn’t like we could just get out and follow him by foot. There weren’t enough people out at this time so that we would go unnoticed. We stayed inside the parked car and we observed him go inside of a drugstore across the street. 

It was oddly quiet between us, and it was starting to make me uncomfortable. 

“So...Do you have a girlfriend?” It was such a pitiful attempt at starting a conversation and I mentally slapped myself a hundred times. I guess he noticed how awful my attempt was since he started laughing.

“No, I thought that was obvious.” 

“Not exactly..I mean you’re not ugly. Quite the opposite actually I’d say...I hope that doesn’t sound wierd or anything” I was just about to slap myself in real life if I kept this up.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” He asked almost as if it was a joke. He knew I was a loner, yet he still asked.

“I’ve never had a boyfriend. I actually never even had many friends either actually. But I never really minded because I had Rosé.”

“Remember during our first art class when you came in late and disturbed the entire class?” 

“Gosh don’t remind me” I cringed remembering my actions. “That was so embarassing I was just starting to forget too.”

“I recognized you, from that party. I remember you kept looking at me. I was just waiting for you to come up to me, but you didn’t.”

“Did you want me to?” 

“No actually. I was hoping you wouldn’t and I was quite relieved to see you were trying to avoid me. You even went out of your way to get lost in the crowd.”

“Hahaha ah...yeah...” The mental abuse continued as Jungkooks words pierced me in a way I could only expect.

“I was really in love with my last girlfriend, but she was only using me to make her ex jealous before actually moving on to someone else. I was always something temporary actually. Girls would leave me after they got what they wanted and leave me heartbroken. Since then I told myself I would never fall so easily again and I began to reject every girl who ever confessed.” 

I was heartbroken at the thought that someone could possibly be so ungrateful towards such an amazing guy like Jungkook. He’s so perfect, how could anyone just not appreciate him? I couldn’t understand. 

“But then you happened.” He continued “When you came into class that first day I thought your reaction was too cute, and I thought you were cute, but so were the other girls who broke my heart. I remember you chased me down to give me back my pencil case, but I left before you could say anything else since I expected you might ask me out or something.” Whenever he would stop talking the only thing I could hear was my heart pounding loudly at his words. 

”And then I had the chance to actually talk to you when you walked into the art class. It was obvious you had a crush on me by the fact that you were always staring at me, but you still didn’t talk to me first.” 

“So you knew about that...” 

“You’re not too subtle.” Ouch. But it’s true. He’d have to be completely dense to not notice. “I thought it was nice that you put your friend first when you went to get her project for her. I think that’s when I started falling for you. I felt so bad for you to hear that your friend had gone missing. You looked so broken I just wanted to put your pieces back together, but I didn’t know how to so I just offered whatever help I could give you. But I wish I could’ve done more.”

“Jungkook, you’ve done so much, and I can’t even begin to tell you how much I appreciate it.” He looked over at me wide eyed and attentive to what I had to say. “But more than anything, I really appreciate your friendship. I was afraid that I would be all alone after Rosé disappeared since I never thought I would need another friend. So thank you for being my friend.”

“Are you friend-zoning your crush?” 

“I might be” I snickered. It was finally my turn to mess with him and, he laughed at my sassy remark. He looked at me for a moment before pullign me in for a kiss. I paused for a split second before my eyes fluttered shut, and my fingers intertwined with his chocolate locks. His lips felt even softer than I had imagined them to be countless times. It was a short, but very sweet nonetheless and managed to leave me breatheless.

Our eyes met after pulling away and I shyly smiled after telling him it was my first kiss.

But my happy moment was cut short by three loud pops. People began to scream and run away in terror. My heart sank.

Sehun.

Without giving it a second thought, I jumped out the car and started running against the current of people.

“Y/N!” Jungkook called out to me as he began to follow me. 

There was nothing in the now empty shop so I began to run through the aisles. The sight before me was absolutely terrifying, yet I just couldn’t look away. I wanted to scream, but nothing came out I was frozen. Because there was Sehun lying face up in a fresh pool of blood.