|Taehyung's perspective|

     
      "You are fine now, right?" I ask Jungkook again and he just rolls his eyes.

      "How many times I have to tell you that I'm totally fine? Believe me, I feel perfect, ok?" he asks at his turn, and I nod with a small smile.

      "I can't help. I'm still worried." I defend myself and he touch subtly my left hand, looking forward— maybe to not be so obvious.

     We are at the moment in the bus, waiting to arrive at our dorm. The excursion wasn't as long as I thought (just three days) but I'm glad I came. In this way Jungkook could see that I didn't messed up with him all the time. He was able to understand how much he means to me. How much I care about him. How much I love him. Even if he was almost at the point to drown. Ok... this didn't sound as good as I thought.

       "I... I didn't thanked you yet because you saved me yesterday." I hear him then I look in my left, trying to see if somebody look at us.

     All the students are focused on their own business, and I lean fast, then kiss his lips. He glance at me with his big bambi eyes, and I giggle. He looks so scared, like he was caught.

       "You don't have to thank me, bunny." I whisper and he slap my left hand.

      "Tae!" he whispers at this turn in a high tone, and I refrain from laughing.

      "What? Nobody saw!" I say and his cheeks become redder immediately.

     He is so damn cute when he blush.

      "You can't... You can't do this in fror of everyone!" he stutters and I shruggle.

    "Your lips were a little blue. I thought you are cold, I just wanted to warm you a little bit." I say and he looks at the window after that.

     I can't describe how I feel right now. I'm more than happy. I feel like he really gave me a second chance; a thing that I wanted with all my heart. He knows about the bet, he knows about what I did, what I planned to. But still... He forgave me.

    He is a real angel.

      My thoughts disappear when I hear  Jungkook's phone ringing. I glance at him then I notice how tense he looks, when he sees the name of the phone's screen.

    He takes a deep breath, then answers, while I try to understand who can make him so nervous.

     "Mom? Hi." he starts the conversation and I  look in my phone, trying to be as normal as I can.

    Maybe I'm a little curios. I think it's the first time when I hear him talking with his mother. I still didn't talked with him about this. But I guess I really have to as soon as possible. He seems almost scared all the time when his parents are in the conversation.

     "Tomo... Tomorrow? It's really so important?" he asks after, then close his eyes, while glancing at the window; not letting me to see his face.

      "Yeah...I'm... I'm sorry. Goodnight."

    He close his phone and I wonder what he talked less than five minutes with his mother. And why he apologized? Or why he look so lost right now?

     "Everything ok?" I manage to ask and he nods.

     "Yeah, everything is ok." he answers me, but I can tell easy.

     He is lying. And nothing is ok.

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|Jungkook's perspective|

     "I'm so exhausted, I think I will sleep a year!" Taehyung says and jumps on his bed, while I make my own way to the kitchen and I pour myself a glass of water. 

    "You should sleep if you are tired." I answer him then I drink the whole glass in a few seconds.

     He gets up from the bed then comes closer to me, while I sit down on a chair, looking at the screen of my phone.

     "What happened, Jungkook?" he asks me in a soft and the same authentic voice, and I try to smile.

     "Nothing, what happened?" I try to pretend but he raise his left eyebrow, then takes a sit next to me.

    "You are like this since your mother called, Jungkook." he tells and I look at the table instantly. "You can trust me, love. Tell me what bother you." he continues then I bite my lower lip.

     "I... She will be here tomorrow with my father." I answer and he looks at me confused.

      "And why you look so tense? What's bad in this?"

    I grit my teeth. I don't know if I can tell him. It's really hard for me to talk about everything related to my parents. Is one of the hardest thing to do.

      "I... I'm not tense." I lie then I move my glance. "I'm just... A little tired, it was a long trip, y'know?" I say after but he doesn't seems convinced.

      "I know you lie, Jungkook." he tells me and I don't have any idea what I can say. "But I can't understand why you don't trust the enough to tell me what bothers you, my love. I know I fucked up everything in the past, but I really want to make a better present for us."

     I look at him, while some tears start falling on my cheeks. I hate myself because I'm this weak. Because my parents made me this weak.

      "They... that hate me, Tae." I say in a finale, while he wipes away a few tears from my face.
    
      "What? Love, don't say this. They don't hate you." he reply but I just look into his eyes, without blinking.

      "No Tae, you don't understand. They really hate me. They hated me since I was born, and all my life... They kept remember me that." I say and he looks intently, at me, while I feel my heart aching at the past memories.

     Maybe is the time to heal them. Maybe is the time to talk with someone about my past. About what made me to be so... distant to everyone.

      "Jungkook, you—"

      "I wanted to kill myself because of them... And I almost succed." I say while he looks like he forgot to talk.

     Maybe I have to forget about my past, if I want a real future.

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       Hi angels! New chapter boom! Kinda late, but I was busy as fuck today')