He occupied himself since morning – finding things to do and butting into unnecessary things he shouldn't even deal with, making everyone nervous the entire day. His mood wasn't great – no, that was an understatement – his mood is as shitty as it could get! To top it off, he had no appetite to eat anything so he'd been surviving the day only by drinking coffee and at this point of day he's just agitated.

The office is quiet now as everyone had left. Jungkook closed his Macbook and rubs his face. His phone rings and it's his mother. Oh God –

'Mom,'

'Where are you?'

'Office,'

'Why are you still there? We've been waiting for you since evening,'

'Hmm?'

"Aish Goo...first you made her come to the house with a cab – you can't even take the time to send her here yourself and now –'

He hears a soft voice at the background and her mother's complaining gets smaller.

'Hi,' He held his breath at the sound of her soft voice. It's cool, Kook. It takes time...one day you'll – 

'I'll wait for you here okay? You can come after you're done with work,' She sounded casual – probably because mom is there. Jungkook sighed.

It takes time. You'll be fine soon. It'll be better when she's gone back to Osaka. It's easier to move on that way. Just suck it up for tonight.

...

He forced a smile to his mom as he gets out of the car. Lisa is standing next to her, waiting for him. He had purposely called to let them know he's nearby so he wouldn't have to go inside. He couldn't show much of his face – he looked like shit! His mom would definitely questioned him non-stop if he were to get under the lights!

"Why are you wearing like this to the office, aish this kid!" His mom slapped his shoulder and Jungkook smirked. Yeah, I didn't went back to change – who dares to question me at work?!

"Have you eaten? Do you wanna eat first?" Lisa politely asked. He shrugged and nodded – avoiding any eye-contact with her.

"Bye, mom. Love you," He kissed his mom's cheeks – not really paying attention to the woman's mumbles and complaints – then head to open the door for Lisa. The girl stepped in and he came in after. He took a deep breath to calm the heavy thuds in his chest and speeds off.

"Where do I send you to?" He asked when they reached the main road.

"Um...your place...my stuff is there –" Oh...so she didn't leave? That's good...at least she's safe at his house – stop being so concerned, it's not your place! 

...

He switched on the lights and heard the door clicked behind him. He went straight to his bedroom and to his wardrobe, pulling out a towel, a shirt and a pajama pants. He noticed her figure standing by the bedroom door – facing him - but he kept his eyes fixed on the floor, determined to not look her in the eyes and fall into the galaxy they hold.

"You can have the room," He muttered and walks out to the opposite side and into his study room, closing the door behind him. He rarely has guests around in his apartment so he never thought how necessary it is for him to have a guestroom and equip the bathroom with equal utilities – now he can only curse at himself for such stupidity. Well, how would I know if I'm ever gonna need it?!

He looks around. Thankfully, he has a small couch in here. He'll just sleep there later.

...

And by sleep he meant eyes wide open in an uncomfortable position and thinking about her for the past 2 hours. He's pretty sure the universe is laughing its ass off at him right now! How is it possible that she'd made him the happiest man alive just only 2 days ago, and now here he is – a man filled with sadness and self-loathing – just...how?!

Jungkook had somehow pictured this scene before – like married couples do when they argue and he'd be thrown out from the room and he'd be fine and more accepting of it if Lisa is his wife and that shit goes down, but this – this is not it! You're so pathetic man!

He looks up instinctively when he heard the door opened. Her silhoutte appeared in the lights bursting in from the living room, and he could see her searching around. When she rests her head still on his couch, he pulls himself up a bit.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?" 

She didn't say anything – or do anything. She just stood there for what felt like a good few minutes. Then slowly she came in towards him. She reached for his hands and guides him up. When she tried pulling him to walk with her, he tugs his hand back. As much as he's tempted, he can't give in. He simply can't. She'll leave tomorrow and he'd be left broken again – with the memory of her in his bed. He would have to sell this house and move away. Maybe burn it. A bit dramatic but that's how he is!

"What do you need – just tell me, I'll get it," He got up and passed by her side, leaving the room. Then he felt her arms around him as she leans her body to his back. She's sobbing – why is she sobbing?! Jungkook spun around immediately and held her chin up slowly. Her cheeks are tear-stained, as if she's been crying even before she came to him. What's going on??

"Hey...why –" She pressed her face on his chest and hugged him again. Her sobs became harder and louder. What the fuck happened – who made her cry like this, I swear I'll kill that person –

"You're such a jerk! Don't ever walk out like that again – I was so worried!!" She shouted in his chest and threw weak punches on his back. Oh...o...kay...? Jungkook contemplates on his next action. Should I jump off the balcony or...

He lets her cry as they stood there together, both in each other's embrace. She's so small in his arms. He stopped rubbing her back and shoulder when her sobs softened. After a while and when it seemed like she had stopped altogether, he held her arms length, examining her state. Her cheeks puffed in pink shades as she took a couple of deep breaths. Aishh..she's so cute! Her lips shines in the moisture of her sobs earlier and Jungkook suppressed the urge to kiss her there just to feel how soft it is.

"Are you okay now?" He dipped his head a little to see her eyes. She nods a little. "Okay...good..." He sighed. "Go to sleep okay?" He rubs his thumb on her shoulder to convince her. She shakes her head. What now?

"I – I can't sleep...I want you there..."

Lisa on his bed...then it's him alone again...

Panic rose in his chest and he took a few steps back. "No..I – I'm sorry...I can't..."

Her eyes starts glistening again and she takes a step forward.

"Stop. Stop right there," She froze as he shook his head. "I can't..." Now he's in tears. "I can't anymore, I'm sorry...you're leaving again and I'll be left here alone again...I've waited 2 years for you to come back! I – I kept telling myself that you'd come back! You keep saying that you don't wanna owe anyone – not my parents, me – and yes, you made it clear now that you don't need me or us as much as we need you! Do you know how painful it is to hear that? My dad...do you know how sick he was when you moved away? I was scared day and night – not knowing what would happen to him because it seemed like you're the only one he needed – do you know how painful that is? There was nothing I could do!!"

"If – if you thought everything we did to and – and for you is us asking for some sort of repayment – if that's all you see us as – then it's better that you leave! But you should know that we love you with all – I loved you with all my heart, and yes, you're fine being by yourself but I'm not. I'm not fine about the fact that you'd rather stay by yourself in that dodgy place you call hotel! I'm not fine when you couldn't even look me in the eye and say 'hi' to me at the wedding – being so friendly with everyone else except to me – treating me like you didn't even know how much I loved you back then and how fucking miserable I felt when you left without so much a word! I'm not fine for the past 2 fucking years cus you're always in here – why the fuck would you help me at the bar that night if all you ever planned to do was to live by yourself?!"

He can't contain his emotions anymore and he can't even care at the fact that he's shouting and crying uncontrollably. His world had already fallen apart yesterday and now...now he's just angry at her!

"You might not love me as much but I love you – I love you...My parents...my dad...if anything, they're the ones who felt like they owe you. My mom – she loves you like you're her own daughter. You were the one she wanted me to marry – I just didn't know that it was you. She loved you so much that at one point, she even said I might not be the best for you. My own – how fucking ridiculous is that – my own mother didn't think of her son being good enough for someone who didn't even try to make an effort and try to see that everything they did – they did it out of pure awe at you and nothing but love for you! It's just mind-blowing!"

He shook his head as he laughed with bitterness, looking down on the blurry floor. This is it. There's no coming back from this. He had basically poured his heart out and there's no turning back. These are the worst that he had ever said to her. Now she knows. Jungkook took a deep breath and squared his shoulder. 

"I'm sorry...and on behalf of my parents, please forgive them...there's nothing they can do to bring your mother back and I'm so, so sorry for everything they've put you through. I'm sorry that they forced you to move here. I'm sorry that you had to work so much cus you thought me and my brothers would ask you to repay us back. I'm sorry that you met me. I've kept the keys to your house...it's still there. I didn't touch anything. I also have the keys to the warehouse with all your family's belongings. I'll leave it on the table in the morning for you. Just take and do however you please,"

He looks at her crying face, feeling so lost and hopeless. He took the steps forward to her and reach out to wipe her cheeks.

"You're so beautiful Lisa. Thank you...you've turned me into the best version I could ever hope for myself. I'm sorry for always making you cry. She's right...I'm not good enough for you...you deserve better, you truly do. I hope you realise that one day,"

He kissed her forehead and rushed back into the study room, locking the door behind him and let himself fall down to the floor, succumbing to the heartbreak that's more painful than he had ever felt before.

...

He heard the front door clicked and he sighed. He pulls himself up and opens the door to the silence of his house. He looks over to the coffee table. The keys are not there anymore. She took them with her. He walked to his bedroom weakly. The bed is neatly fixed. Everything looks like it's untouched. There were no traces of her anywhere. She's gone. She's really gone. But there's a scent...her scent.

Jungkook pulls out all the sheets aggressively – in tears and sobs – trashing the pillows and duvet across the floor. When there's nothing more to grab on, he fell on his knees once again.

...

"Maybe you can fly there – talk to her,"

"Mom..."

"Ask her to work here – I'm sure she can do the same thing here,"

"Mom, please,"

"Jagi...she's happy there. Let her live her life...right son?" His father stares at him intently and he knew the old man could sense it. He nodded slowly. His mother sighed for the umpteenth time.

"Well, at least she said she'll keep in touch. She'll keep her promise, I trust her,"

Yeah...I'm sure she will.

...

It's been 2 weeks – 2 miserable weeks – and the bartenders already memorised his drink! Jungkook finished off the remaining hard liquor in his glass and taps on the counter for another. He felt an arm across his shoulder and a pretty face appeared close to his face.

"Hey handsome,"

He blinked.

"You're always alone here...why don't I keep you company?" Her fingers lingers around from his shoulder to his neck and Jungkook felt suffocated. Slowly, he took her hand and dropped it from his hand.

"You're pretty...but you're not Lisa," He slurs.

"Who the fuck is Lisa?" She huffed before rolling her eyes and walked away.

WhO tHe fUcK iS LiSa – he mouthed sulkily, mimicking her tone. Yeah, who the fuck is she? He took another big gulp. His phone lights up on the counter. Unknown number. Like hell would he answer!

...

Jungkook woke up with a massive headache – again. What time is it? 11.23am. He groaned and make his way to the bathroom weakly. I should really stop drinking on a weekday. Yeah, you said that yesterday morning too! He shook his head and cleaned himself up for work.

...

Jisoo:
'Yahh where the fuck have you been?'
'You haven't picked up any of our calls'
'I have something to tell you'
'Call me back as soon as you get this!'

He locked his phone – a successful way to ignore another set of messages the elder had sent him. There's a reason why he didn't return his friends' calls or messages, of course! He's not mentally and emotionally prepared for them to see him. He knew they're just calling to let him know when their next meet-up is gonna be – like always. And he's just out of excuses to not join in. It's better that he just kept himself out of everyone's reach for now. He'll call them once he's ready. 

...

"Sir," The concierge calls out to his drunken state when he's about to board the elevator. He came back out towards the guy. "A girl came by earlier and asked me to pass this to you,"

He handed over a piece of small, white paper. Jungkook squinted his eyes at the scribbled number. 9-12-01. What? What is this number even? Jungkook shrugged and puts it in the pocket of his coat.

...

His back hurts as he sits up. He's at the sofa – still dressed in yesterday's clothing. God – was he so drunk to even properly settle on the bed?! He couldn't remember. The sunlight hurts his eyes, so he squints his way around to the bedroom. He emptied the pockets of his jeans, then searched for his phone in the pocket of his coat. He took it out, along with a piece of paper. What's this?

9-12-01.

Familiar...where did he get this? He tried to recall his route last night. Ahh...concierge. He threw it on the bed and headed to the bathroom.

...

"What?" He snapped when Tzuyu knocked on his door.

"Sorry, sir. There's a lady on the line calling for you and I couldn't transfer the call –"

"It's because I disconnected the line – which means I don't wanna be bothered by any calls, is that really damn hard to understand??"

The girl flushed pink and dipped her head before disappearing back out and to her desk. Jungkook ruffled his hair – annoyed with himself. Now he's just being an asshole!

...