Love needs feelings
But I just need you

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The same night,
31st December 2024

"Let's Talk" Jungkook walked in from the bathroom, a towel hanging loosely on his waist while you were busy packing and folding your clothes on the bed. You sighed, keeping the dress which was in your hands a second ago and leaning on the bedrest. "Talk?" You said softly and he nodded fixing his hair looking in the mirror. "Yeah, let's do that" you awkwardly shrugged, folding your arms.

"Well" he sat down on the bed, your eyes uncomfortably going towards his towel which could fall any minute. "Eyes up here" he slowly tilted your chin upwards while a smirk engaged him causing you to smile in return. "Jungkook I'm genuinely happy that you won tonight. You don't know how much it means to me as a fan." You said. "I don't want to spoil this night talking about stuff that'll piss you off as hell" you made a sorry face.

"You know what? Talking it out will probably work out much better for me rather than staying in awkward silence. I can't take this uncomfortable distance between us for even one more minute now" he said innocently and you melted at that. "Come here..." you spread your arms out, moving to him yourself and engaging him in a warm hug. Though your shirt's material rubbing over his bare self was annoying, you let it be for the sake of the moment.

"I just wanna say that I'm sorry about yesterday." You buried your face in his shoulder. Now parting from him, you sat on a much closer distance than earlier making the situation much more likely and at ease. "To be honest I messed up real bad." You chuckled a bit but did not receive any smiles from the former. "I didn't mean to do that, and in all honesty," you looked up and then back at him. "I was scared"

This time you received a reaction, his eyebrows furrowing hearing your statement. "Of?" He asked. "Of everything. I was so scared of me, first and foremost. I was scared that all of this was not real. I was so scared if my mom..." you took in a deep breath. "I was scared if she was even gonna legally call me her daughter if I wore that ring without telling her." You let out a shaky breath. He softly reached out for your hand, holding it.

"Y/N, we made a decision of getting into a relationship three years ago. At that time, we both had considered all of it. Your parents, my fans, our dangers, our needs, and wants. Everything. And at that time I had never thought that there will be a day I'd be asking you to be mine forever. But do you have an idea about the guts I had to have for doing what I did yesterday?" His face scrunched and your mouth opened to say something but then closed again.

"That is irrelevant though" he shook his head, eyes shut. "But hey... Last night... It was as if you were unsure..." His eyes twinkled as his head tilted to the side. "As if... You almost knew it wasn't right to accept me... And you looked so determined..." His voice had already started breaking and you'd be damned for this moment. That's when it started flooding to you, the realization that in this relationship, he was always the weak one emotionally. Always the one who broke down first, and always the one who'd cry watching a movie first. One whole month was enough for you to understand that, and eight years were enough for you to know him that well.

"No... It isn't you..." You interrupted but he had still to stay. "Is it because I haven't treated you well lately?" He wondered looking away in deep thought. "No, Jungkook it's not that" You protested and he looked back at you again. "I have not given you princess treatment lately, have I?" He shook his head and you looked away, amused that he thought this childish thing would be affecting you. "Or maybe... Oh God Y/N now that I think of it, we haven't had sex in a whole fucking month" He frantically held your arms, looking at you seriously and you rolled your eyes.

"Jungkook, seriously?" You scoffed and he nodded. "I'm so sorry... I've been so busy and such a selfish person... I didn't even think of you I'm so -" you closed his mouth with your hand. You both were pretty close right now, if you look at it that way. "Jungkook" you paused him and he looked at you with big, focused eyes. "It's not that" you softly said and put your hand away. "Then..?" He innocently asked and you sighed, looking down. "Is it because of the fight we had?" He looked at you, face glowing ever so softly making you look up.

Honesty, you did not know about any fights or any disagreements that the two of you had faced, so you kindly declined because that wasn't the reason for your actions anyway. "No, Jungkook. Not that either." You said and he shifted in his spot, hissing a bit when the cold air of the air-conditioned room hit him. "Then what was it? I know it was my fault somewhere, but at least tell me, Y/N!" He panicked and your eyes wavered before closing. "It's not you. I've been saying this from the start, and I'm still saying this" you said, shifting yourself and moving a bit more closer.

"I fucked up, okay?" You exclaimed annoyed. "I fucked up. I walked out of there because I was close to shitting in my pants when you proposed to me. I don't even know if this is my own life that I'm living because it's too much of a fairytale to believe. Can you even imagine? Me, you? Married? I'm... I'm no one and you're ready to give me that position in your life? I'm a nobody, Jungkook! Why are you doing this for me?" You shouted out of nowhere throwing your hands in front of you. Pausing a bit, you looked at him whose face was flushed red probably because of anger with lips agape, parted in disagreement.

"You, are my Y/N, that's why I'd do this to you." He then firmly said, ears suddenly turning red. You could almost see the heat radiating from his body. "You," he suddenly reached out to hold your neck from the side making you a tad bit scared. Not as if he'd kill you, but you were scared cause you didn't exactly know what he got angry for. "You are mine" He glared at you impulsively and your raised your eyebrow. "You're mine and I'm trying to mark this beautiful woman as mine before anyone else does. That's what I wanted." His hold on your neck loosened, fingers moving swiftly rubbing your nape.

"And also because I need to do it cause you already have me as yours, I never realised you had claimed me and made me yours the minute we met each other, saw each other." he shrugged with a light voice and your lips lifted slightly. It felt so comforting to hear that because you never imagined being loved like this by anyone. This happened in books, and not in reality, but the man in front of you begged to differ.

Before you could say something, his hand on your neck slithered to your palm before he was holding it. He brought your hand closer to his body, tracing his shoulder along which lay beautiful designs, all of their own significance which meant a lot to him. Engrossed in their own importance, they complimented his milky white skin that was now covered in the black ink.

You remember the flower tattoo's ends where you'd planted soft kisses, but then he made your hand go further down towards his collarbone and stopped at a particular point. You couldn't see it clearly cause it was hidden by your own hand, but then he left your wrist and allowed it to wander by itself along the fully inked arm of his from the top to the bottom.

her's...
31.8.2021

There, in beautiful cursive writing, lay that particular date. That particular date which you remembered in your journal. The date when the two of your first met probably as two awkward supposed lovers. That date, yeah, when your best friend apparently set up the blind date between the two idiot young ones, one hating the other from every inch of his heart, and the other, loving him from every second of her life.

"You..." You softly said, unknown tears in your eyes. "You really..." You rubbed your finger over it a few times more just to check if the ink was real, and yes, there it was. Right in front of your eyes. "Jungkook..." your eyes started shedding tears and he smiled, tears coming in his eyes too. "Why are you crying, crazy woman?" He chuckled and you didn't even smile, too involved in messy tears, crying your heart out while holding his shoulders.

"Hey..." He rubbed your back, your reaction taking him off guard. He had expected a lot of things, but no tears from you. He didn't know it would affect you so much. "Y/N," He said softly wiping your tears and you threw yourself towards him, smashing your lips against his and wrapping your arms around his neck. You were already on his lap now, the action was not even new for you, the feeling nearly mutual. But every touch was new, every moment precious. And now you actually knew how important it all was. Every second was. He was. He was doing so much for you. And you? You had done him wrong. So wrong.

"I'm sorry" you cried out parting and he smiled, shaking his head and incoherent attempts to quiet you down. "T-this is huge, for me, Jungkook and n-now I don't know what to say, I-" your voice cracked and you gulped. "Marry me. Right now" you said, holding his head. "Please! Just put that ring on me already!" You exclaimed in a small voice, sniffling in between your words. "Y/N... Y/N" he removed your hair from your face. "I want to get you only when we want this. Only when you want to marry me" He smiled at you. "Not because of pity or just sixth sense! I want to do it only when you want it willingly."

"But I do!" You shouted. "I want this willingly. Probably with all the will I have left" you hiccuped, hugging him tightly and he hugged you back. "Okay" he giggled at your cuteness. "Y/N" he pulled away. "I need you to stop crying and clear your mind, yeah?" He looked at you and you nodded, wiping your tears from your sleeve, still sniffling. "I will, go wear some clothes you'll catch a cold!" You smuggled out and he grinned, nodding. He got up, grabbing a t-shirt and slipping it on before getting into some boxers and you ultimately looked away.

"Jungkook...?" You said and he hmmed, drying his mildly wet hair with a towel. "I meant it, okay? Not just random blabbering. I meant it when I said that I want that ring on me" You crossed your arms, seriously looking at his back. He turned around, smiling widely. "Yeah I know, Y/N... I'm the happiest one to know that you do" he got on the bed from the other side, reaching for the sheets and getting into them. "But seriously what got into you yesterday? That was really heartbreaking in all honesty, babygirl." He softly voiced out and you nodded with guilt. "I know... And I'm... So embarrassed. I'm evil" you sighed, looking up at the ceiling.

"Your my evil angel" he said, grabbing your waist from the side and pulling you towards himself, causing you to sit in front of him this time. "And I love this demon that I've made" He nudged your nose with his, making you smile, your red eyes coming back to their original colour. "I... Love you too?" You asked, tilting your head and climbing on him, getting in the sheets yourself and putting your head on his chest, your fingers moving to his collar again.

You glanced back up at his face, you both relaxed on the sheets while you laid on top of him, fitting like a puzzle piece. Looking at the tattoo once again by slightly stretching the material of his shirt, you lightly chuckled, biting your lip and then looking back at him. "I love this too" you said and he rolled his eyes.

"I think you love it more than you love me" his eyebrows raised and you laughed, nuzzling your face in his chest. "Literally, I feel like I should've shown you the tattoo on the balcony yesterday and I would've gotten my perfect proposal night." he shook his head. "You bipolar woman" he massaged his temples and you frowned. "Mean" you said, slithering further upwards until your face was near his. "Am I?" He asked and you nodded, smiling.

"I love you Mr. Jeon" you grinned, pecking his cheeks. "Yeah I love you too, Mrs. Jeon." He grinned and your eyes widened, raising yourself and looking at him. "Not yet!" You spat and he smiled cheekily. "True... But I'm just practicing" he held your waist tighter making your heads touch. "Right" you narrowed your eyes and he smiled. "And I love the sound of it" He voiced, lips enveloping yours before his fingers swiftly went on to close the lights.

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Groaning, you fluttered your eyes open. You rubbed your eyes and yawned, looking up from the pillow. "Kook?" You asked muffled when you missed his presence on the bed. Once in consciousness, you realized even this room wasn't known to you - this wasn't your hotel room; or your room in Seoul, or any other room you remember from your history. You furrowed your eyebrows, bedazzled to your surroundings.

"Jungkook?" You asked louder, getting up and rushing out of the bed, now scared. You heard the bell ring and you ran towards the door of the room, your shorts dangling with your haste steps. "JUNGKOOK!" You shouted now, running through the lobby and entering a closed living room with a connected kitchen and all over seeming like an apartment. Your eyes widened, you ran your hand through your hair in distress. "Where the fuck-?" Before you could complete, your shivering self heard the bell again, and you tried composing yourself, going to the door.

"Yes, I'm here!" You shouted, now walking like a human, towards the door. "Yes?" You softly peeked from the door, and then the person you saw, caused you to widen your eyes even more, and furrow your brows in stress, anguish, and unmeasurable anger. Then you opened the door completely to the man, your hands wrapping around your own waist as you stared at him. "It's all you, isn't it" you spat out and he smiled. You might wonder who?

The same old heavy tall man. The same old rusty hat, the sunglasses, and yes, the same old rough coat on his creepy self which was smiling looking at you. The same old man from the café you worked five years ago. Or should I rather say two years ago? Cause it's no more 2024;

Welcome to 2021, Y/N.

A/N

And now, people, the story begins.