'I have to tell you something that I should tell a long time ago,' It was the right moment. Right moment to confess about the incident with old pills. Emiyo was about to tell him everything; maybe even every detail, if he would like to know. She couldn't lost nothing. Anyway, Hitman Bang said that her task is complete now, so she'll soon leave to her old little apartment near the downtown. 

She made a tea for both of them. It was actually their new tradition when they were talking about important things or life crises. Tea could help a lot - you were thinking way more straight and it could somehow calmed you. 

'Should I be scared Emiyo~ssi?'

'No, you shouldn't. Only in the case if I keep this as a secret,' Her lips strictly narrowed. "In that awful night something happened..."

'Wait. Is there something more than just my aching leg and stomach problems?'

'Unfortunately yes,' Emiyo was embarrassed, 'You went crazy. Precisely word would be horny.'

Jungkook suddenly gasped with his mouth wide opened and with a surprised look: 'Is this a joke?'

She shook her head. 

'Did I hurt u? Emiyo~ssi, why are u not looking at me? I should be the one who is embarrassed.'

'I made a mistake, Jungkook. I'm so sorry,' She spoke with a weak voice and some of her tears fell right into her mug with white tea. Emiyo was crying all the time - yes, she cried quite a lot but it was mostly because of the huge war between herself in her mind. 

'Oh no,' Jungkook was so surprised and he spontaneously grabbed her hand.  'Emiyo~ssi no! A-are you p-pregnant?'

And now she was really confused. 

'I'm so sorry! I didn't want to but I wasn't thinking straight. Jesus, my dad will probably kill me and yours too! I'm a dead man now...' His fingers went into his dark hair.

'My mother won't be proud of me. I'm too young to be a good father. And I have a lot of work. I'm an idol...Oh man, don't worry Emiyo~ssi. I will take care of us...three. I know you're scared but we're together in it. Shit! Hitman Bang will kick me from the group and it would mean the end of BTS! Oh fuck - I'm so sorry for swearing - I'll be a father! Me?! Why didn't I pull it sooner? Why?'

Emiyo was still speechless. Just speechless. 

'Jungkook...'

'Yes my lovely person? I'm so sorry...'

'I'm not pregnant,' She finally said the truth and the reaction on his face changed rappidly. The color went back to his face. He slowly closed his mouth.

'You're n-not? Oh lord, thank u so much! Thank u!'

'Jungkook, pray later... Focus on my sentences please.' Emiyo's eyebrows furrowed. 

'I'm listening.'

'Yes you were horny but I wasn't because...Why should I? You were more violent - no you didn't hit me - but you wanted me so badly that I just...I just escaped from the room. Your leg was still weaker than normal so I was faster than you.'

'I locked the door and left out with boys for a drink. It wasn't right I know...Now I can imagine how much you had to suffer because of huge pain and a broken heart. I hate myself for it and-'

'Stop saying such a words like this!' Jungkook shouted at her. Not because he was angry but because he hated when she hated herself for some nonsense stuffs (does this have a logic?). 'It's okay to be scared Emiyo~ssi. I don't remember anything, not even pain...'

'I was scared...scared of you, Jungkook. I know you wouldn't hurt me on purpose but maybe if I would stay, you would-'

'God no, don't say it please.' He resolutely interrupted her with a face hidden under his hands. He would punched himself but it wouldn't help with nothing. It was past and especially, he was under control of medicine. Jungkook tried to imagine in his mind what would continue if she wouldn't escaped. What a horrible thoughts...

'Hey, it's okay.' Emiyo knew him very well and she didn't think that he'll be able to forgive himself ever.

'I was ignoring you not because I started to hate you. I was ignoring you because I was seriously ashamed. So ashamed of the fact, that I couldn't help you enough...'

There was no response from him at all. 

Emiyo stood up leaving her tea alone on the table. She came closer to him without any worries - she wasn't scared of him anymore. It was Jungkook - a precious person who would never do something similiar like that fateful night. 

He was curled up on his chair with knees under his chin. He was trying too hard to hide from the world that it was kind of cute.

'Jungkook-ah,' She firmly grabbed him around shoulders with her head resting on his hair. 'Don't be sad. There are some things that you can't fight against and it's absolutely okay. Just accept them. I'm working on forgiving myself. You should work on it too, Kook.'

'You can't forgive me...' Oh damn, his voice was so unfamiliar.

'You're right. I can't because I already did it. I don't hate you...How could I? You're so sweet and kind person. A person who I adore the most.' Her heartbeat was faster and faster every each second. Even when she was holding him and feeling his presence, her fingertips were shivering. And it wasn't actually because of rainy wheather outside. There was another reason and Emiyo understood very well what was it. 

'You shouldn't adore freak like me...Hitman Bang was right, u should move and-'

'Shut up.' She squeezed him a little bit too hard with her face burrowed in his thick hair which smelled...like a kiwi? Did he really stole my shampoo again? What a brat.

'W-why?'

'You're hurting me right now.'

'I'm doing nothing, Emiyo~ssi! Why are you sniffing my hair?'

'Because you stole my shampoo! What a thief you are, Jeon Jungkook!'

'I'm so-'

'No more sorry for today,' She had a chance to slipped into his arms, so now he couldn't just refuse her. He was such a soft boy (*cought* international playboy) even when he didn't admit it. He needed cuddles althought he almost never openly asked for them.

'Go away, Emiyo~ssi. I beg you - I don't want to do something wrong again. I don't want to hurt you again,' He definitely sobbed like a cry baby with a watery eyes and red nose tip. 

'Why would you hurt me?'

'By an accident.'

'You're not Namjoon, Kook.' She smiled. 

'I want you to leave. You can't stay here - Hitman Bang was right. Our task is complete and-'

Emiyo immediately decided to confess. Now or never - yes or no - but in the future it can be too late for this. It was perfect moment for her because there was nothing that could stop her. 

'Emiyo-' He tried to mumbled but she pressed her lips even harder on his ones. This finally made him quiet at least for few more seconds. 

Everything was more sensual and every touch felt just like heaven? Actually Emiyo hated those couples that were always kissing out in full buses, but it really felt like a drug. A good drug. Unfortunately they fell on the ground because she made so much pressure on his side and the chair was kinda old. She didn't want to pull from the kiss, but they both needed some fresh air. Emiyo always thought that he'll be more hungry in a process but she was wrong. Jungkook's kisses were peaceful or more - They were graceful. 

She suddenly tasted a green tea with a little bit of a ginger in her mouth - his tea. It was weird, it was gross but it felt good. Emiyo didn't say it but she wanted to do it again. And again, again...for whole eternity.

'What have you done, my crazy-'

'I-I had to!' She cupped his blushing face, 'And I had to confess to you no matter what.'

'Confess to me?' His eyes got bigger. 

'I don't want to move from this place. I love it here, I love this neighbourhood and I-' Emiyo took a quick breath, 'And I I-love you, my lovely person.'

'That's not fair! I wanted to confess first. Let's start from beginning...' Jungkook was surprised but only in a good way. 'Nah, nevermind. I always loved you too, Emiyo~ssi.'

He pressed his forehead against her one, hugging her like there are no more days. 

'You're so cheesy, Jungkook.' Emiyo chuckled. 

'You're so cheesy too.' 

And that was it. A little actions like kisses could probably ripped your stomach into a many pieces because of bunch of butterflies in there. But it was obvious that they felt it exactly in the same way. It didn't matter who started to loving each other first because what only mattered was, if they're love will last at least forever.