~Y/N POV~

Running as fast as I could to keep up with Jungkook, following him through the woods. Rushing through the trees and jumping over bushes. This boy moves so fast but I'm sure he knows I'm following him because he started to slow down long before he came to a stop.

Only did he stop once we were out the bushes, Jungkook walking over to the edge of some little lake here, that I didn't even know existed. It looked nice but right now my sights were on Jungkook's broad back. Wondering what he's going to do next but instead he just looks down at the water, picking up a small rock and throwing it to skim across the water three times before it sinks.

He sighed, throwing his head back looking up to the blue sky so I took this opportunity to walk over to him and stand beside him carefully watching his face just to try and figure out what he was thinking. I didn't know what to say to him but I'm glad he's okay and not doing anything stupid.

"I'm sorry for running away. I just had to get out of there." Jungkook

He looked back down to the water, kicking a small stone into the lake.

"It's okay. Do you want to talk about it?"

I asked him carefully, lightly grabbing his arm. But he shook his head still looking down at his feet.

"Not really. He just said some bad things and I lost my temper." Jungkook

"Yeah I forgot you have a temper on you."

Jungkook let out a bitter laugh, bending down and aggressively throwing another stone in to the lake.

"I have my father's temper. I wish he wasn't my father. I hate the man." Jungkook

Now this I was taken back by this. Jungkook and his dad always seemed to be so close from what I can remember.

"W-What makes you say that Jungkook?"

I didn't know if I wanted to know the answer but at the same time if it's troubling him I'd rather he speak to me about it than bottle it all up.

He only side glanced at me, staring at me from the corner of his eyes which I held the eye contact.

"My dad's an alcoholic now Y/n. Have you not noticed how my dad barely leaves the house now? My mom is the one that works to support this house and the for the rest they use my college fund that my grandfather left me when he died. That's gone down the tubes now." Jungkook

I didn't know what to say. I mean yeah I've not seen his dad out and about like he use to be but somehow it kind of makes sense but what I feel bad about is how his parents are now using the money he could of used to go to a good college.

"You have no idea what my home life is like anymore Y/n and because of that it's stuck in my mind constantly and something at school happens it'll just set me off. I'm sorry." Jungkook

"You don't have to be sorry Jungkook for what's happening at home. Its not your fault."

He scoffs, looking out to the lake, face scrunched up in what looks like a mixture of anger and pain.

"It's not my fault? Well trying telling the old man that. Ever since he lost his job he blames me for everything. He even goes as far as to.....(sigh) never mind." Jungkook

I watched him picking up yet another stone, ready to throw it over his head but I quickly grabbed his arm before he could, forcing him to look at me surprised.

"What does he do Jungkook? Tell me please?"

Pleading with him I needed to know what he was going to say even if I have a very strong feeling about it.

"Why should I? It wont make anything better. It wont change anything." Jungkook

Throwing the stone far over his head to land in the water I scoffed, grabbing his shirt to force him to face me directly.

"Tell me. Now."

We just stared at each other in silence. More like he was challenging me in to a stare off but I wasn't going to back down. The longer we stared at each other, the more soft he became until he sighed, then broke the eye contact.

"My dad hits me sometimes. Its not always but it's sometimes when he drinks just too much." Jungkook

I gasped, hand over my mouth just before I asked him my next question.

"What about your mom? Doesn't she do anything?"

He shook his head, still to look down at his feet as if he was ashamed.

"Nope. She just watches and does nothing." Jungkook

I took a moment to stare at him quietly. Partly because I was angry at his parents for treating him like this and another part of me was because I want to help him but I don't know how else to except for report them to the police but knowing Jungkook he wont do that otherwise he would of done it already.

Then when he finally looked up at me rather than the floor I just rushed to him and wrapped my arms around his body for a bear hug, not ever wanting to let him go. I heard him gasp and he stumbled back on his feet but caught himself, arms raised as he was clueless as what to do but he finally hugged me back after realising I wasn't going to let go.

"Just know that I'm here for you Jungkook. When ever, what ever. I'm here and I'm never going away."

He rested the top of his cheek on the top of my head, his arms tighten around me in his embrace.

"Thank you Y/n." Jungkook

He didn't need to thank me but I just smiled to myself, hearing his heart beat again through his chest that was beating quite fast in this moment. I could listen to it all day.

"Promise me you'll not anywhere Jungkook? You'll never leave me. Promise?"

He pushed back and looked down at me confusingly, brows furrowed together.

"That's an odd question Y/n." Jungkook

"Just promise me. Please?"

His eyes searched mine and I was desperate for him to say yes and promise so after several seconds of his eyes searching in mine he nodded.

"Sure, I promise. I won't go anywhere." Jungkook

A large smile spread across my face and then I cupped his cheeks and pecked him on the lips without thinking much of it but after I realised what I did, I froze, hands still cupped on his heated rosy cheeks and his eyes were practically popping out of his head as mine were too.

"J-Jungkook, I'm sorry I didn't mean to I...I-"

He stopped my mumbling my leaning back in to kiss me again. This time he kissed me back, his arms back around my waist keeping my flushed up against his chest and I dropped my hands from his cheeks to his chest. His lips felt so soft against mine, my first kiss was taken by my crush. My neighbour boy who I have had a massive crush on for like ever.

But kissing him feels so much more than just a crush.

I love him.