Y/N's POV

I woke up on couch by the sunshine falling on my face. I rubbed my eyes and yawned to get rid of my sleep quickly to check upon Jungkook. He hasn't returned home last night and fell asleep on the couch waiting for him. I turned my head to his bedroom door to find that it was still locked. I walked to the shoe rack near the main door to check if his shoes are there ,which would mean that he is home and has locked himself inside his room. But his shoes weren't even in the rack, why is he not home yet, maybe they just slept at the studio. I went back to the living room and searched for my phone to call him again. I had call him a few times the previous night but he didn't pick up. I scrolled through my contacts to find his and call him. Yet again he didn't pick up. An another person striked my mind who would maybe answer the call, so I called him.

"Hey Hobi." I said after him picked up. "Hi Y/N, is anything wrong you are calling early in the morning." He sounded a bit worried for me. "Yes actually, Jungkook is not yet home, so is he still with you guys?" I enquired. "He is not yet home!" Hobi raised his voice in shock kinda scaring me. "What do you mean-" " Y/N, he was the first one to leave yesterday. Are you sure he is not home?!" He ensured, worrying about him, making me concerned about him too. I broke into cold sweat once we realized that he was missing. "Y-yeah Hobi ,I am s-sure." I shuttered as the fear engulfed me. "Oh my god, Y/N we should find him as early as possible, yesterday night he left in a bad mood, cause we had a fight. We have no idea what can he do now and after that fight I am sure he isn't at anyone's place." This is not a good news, a person who is not in his own senses with anger filled in his head can do anything. I have to make sure that he is ok. My heart raced immediately as I hung up and took my jacket to leave the house and find him.

I thought of all the places he could be at while I was in the elevator, convenience store, dinner, park, hotel- the tree house. Yes, he has to be in the tree house I thought while the elevator door opened and the first thing what caught my eyes was his car. Oh no, it can't be possible, the forest is quite far from here to go without a car, and I doubt that even a cab driver would agree to go in such a dense place, then where can he be? I question myself repeatedly. I walked out of the building going on random roads to find him.

15 minutes later

I searched all the near by convenience store, parks and breakfast spots near by but he was nowhere to be found. Now I was just going wherever the road took me. Every place I where searched for only gave me disappointment which was eating me out. Fear was consuming me every time I failed. I tried hard to not think of the worst possibilities. I couldn't help being worried for the man who stole my heart and I wont stop searching until I find him safe-

There he was lying down, probably sleeping on the grass in the small kids park under a tree. A sigh of relief escaped my lips seeing him safe. I went near him to check and confirm once that it is him. Looking at at him sleeping soundly, I broke into a small smile. I sat beside him gazing his calm sleeping figure after I texted Hobi that I found him.

I lifted his head softly from the rough green grass to put it on my lap so that he is comfortable enough.

The sun was up shining brightly but the shadow of the tree prevented the sun rays to disturb his sleep. I was sitting quietly by his side not waking him up, cause night would be rough for him. I wonder what made him so angry to leave the place in the middle of their argument.

10 minutes later

He groaned in a raspy morning voice finally waking up. His eyes squinted as he roamed his hand on my lap feeling the hem fabric I was wearing. His fingers were feeling my thighs as he roamed them freely. I began clenching my thighs not being able to control the tinkles his fingers were giving me in his sleep. He was moving them to and fro on my skin since I wore shorts, slightly squeezing them once. My stomach was turning on inside and my womanhood felt heated up. His fingers now moved to my inner thigh while rubbing my skin as he tried to push his fingers between my clenching thighs finding my skin on that part warmer. He was rubbing a sensitive part of my thigh unknowingly making me wet. My heart was about to explode and his touch that was turning to much to resist. So unfrezed my hand which were tightly gripping the grass almost pulling it out from the ground and removed his hand from my skin immediately. He jerked his eyes open at my touch and lifted his head of my lap. I peeked my head being shy all of sudden. He rubbed eyes trying to adjust to the light in the surroundings before looking at me. "Y/N, what are you doing here?" He said in a raspy voice followed by a yawn, being normal seems like he doesn't know what he did. "You didn't return home yesterday, so I got worried and started looking for you." I said with my head hanging low, playing with the grass. "Oh, you know I am not gonna say sorry for this, but I am ready to listen to the lecture you'll give me, so go ahead." He said making me frown. "Why would I lecture you, you are mature enough to handle things yourself so I wasn't planning to to do that ,and as for a sorry, it is fine, I came to know to guys had a fight and you left in middle. So you must be having a rough time and definitely everyone needs personal space in this kind of situation." I explained to him to which his lips curled up slightly.

"Y/N, what would you do if a person double crosses you?" He asked me out of nowhere. I put my thought into it for a little while before speaking. "I won't do anything." I calmly said. "What! You'll do nothing, not even revenge!" He asked totally surprised with my answer. "Why seek revenge on the person who is already miserable." I explained him. "I still didn't get your point." He questioned me to make put things more clearly. "It means that the people who would double cross you would be either tired of failing to live in this world and want to see you sink deep with them experiencing the dark phases of life, or the other kind of people would have a reason for their actions they are doing which has already made them so miserable to do something like betraying. The threads of trust are very delicate and have be woven very carefully with patience and effort, a single wrong move or a damaged thread can make the fabric look ugly you've weaved with uptil now. Betrayal by a loved one is the worst thing anyone can face." I said looking up at the sky. "And what about the other weaved threads that try to hide the worn out part." He asked again keeping his eyes glued to my side profile. "They are the lovable memories by which the relation to share with a person has sparks, also it is the only thing that gives you a living death and keeps you in denial that your loved one can do such a thing to you." I answered him gazing up at the clouds moving in the blue sky. "That means you don't believe in second chances?" He asked to ensure his interpretation. "Yeah, I don't believe in second chances, it just gives them another opportunity to break and crush you again. A person who cannot be true to you, cannot be trusted again." I completed with my answer.

We stayed in the park for a few minutes more sharing a comfortable silence and enjoying the cool winds blowing past us until his stomach made a weird noise. I laughed immediately at the noise of his stomach which indicated me that this handsome man beside me is hungry. "Hey, don't laugh, I haven't eaten properly since last night." "Ok then let's go home I'll make you breakfast."

One month later

2:50 pm

I was waiting for Jungkook in the parking lot of our university, near his car to go back home together like we usually do. But this time he was 20 mintues late. This has never happened before, maybe he is stuck with some work. But in that case he would have called or texted me, he always does, so happened today? I kept asking myself. I think I should check on him.

I decided and went inside the university again going in the photography classes section of the building. I was wandering in empty corridors as all the students were out of the building, chilling in the green patches of the campus.

"Ahh Jungkook." A breathy voice moaned from inside a room. "Shit! That hurts." A second voice groaned which for for sure Jungkook's. "Oh, I am so lucky to have you under me." The another person inside the room with Jungkook breath out.

I was every confused at the moment that what the... was going on. This isn't possible, I know Jungkook, he isn't this type of guy. I was consumed by my thoughts when I heard another painful moan from him. That's it, I am going in.

I pushed open the door, only the the view my widened eyes couldn't believe. My jaw dropped, seeing nothing but the reality. I had to witness something like this some day, cause the person I love wasn't straight. "I-I am s-sorry." I shuttered like a dumb girl and closed the door immediately leaving the scene.

The scenes of Jaemin lying hovering Jungkook, with the collar of his torn black shirt in Jaemin's hand. His torn shirt exposing his bare defined torso and his hands on Jaemin's waist gripping it tightly. Both of them were lying on the floor moaning and breathing heavily.

The scene I just witnessed for a few seconds was enough to stabbed my heart and cut it into pieces. My tears were brimming in my eyes but I kept telling myself that loving him was my decision, so now I have to take the responsibility of loving a gay too.

Jungkook's POV

"You students have one more week to submit the final project for this term. Remember this project will give you marks for terminal exams. So work and present accordingly." The professor instructed us and dismissed the class. It was our last class so I was packing my stuff and about to leave to go to the parking lot, to see my pretty angel, I missing so much.

"Jungkook can you do me a favor?" Jaemin asked me to which I positively replied. "For the project, I need a photo of an empty class room in bird's eye view. I have managed to bring a ladder in the class earlier but, it doesn't have a strong grip, it tends to slip often ,so can you hold the ladder for me." He asked me to help him. "Ok, let's do it after everyone leaves." I agreed.

We waited for the professor and the other students to leave the class before get started. Once we were alone in the class Jaemin dragged a old medium sized ladder from near the window and placed it in the last corner of the class with the support of the wall. "Once I start climbing, hold these side rails, because this ladder tends into wobble and even the its steps are weak." I nodded in understanding as he started climbing. I held onto the side rails tightly trying to not let it slip, ignoring the creaking sound from the ladder whenever he took a step.

"Jungkook I reached the top just two minutes more, I need to set the camera and takes a few pictures." He said. "Yeah you better hurry because it is getting difficult for me to hold it in place plus this ladder doesn't look like it can hold onto your weight for a long time." I said struggling to hold the creaking ladder properly. I looked up to see what he was doing to find that he was still setting the camera hung in his neck. "Jaemin faster, I can't hold on more." I applied my full strength on the wooden structure with both of my hands, now supporting it with my knee to. The ladder tended to bend wobble every time he took a step so I had to apply pressure to keep it straight and steady.   

He finally adjusted the camera but placed both of his legs on the same step taking the support of the wall. His whole body was on one single old wooden step of the ladder. I was doubtful that the ladder would be able to support his weight or not, when I heard a creaking sound, which made me unconsciously loosen my hold on the side rails. The step on which Jaemin was standing broke and because of my loosened hold the ladder wobbled.

Jaemin fell straight down crashing my body with his. He gripped my collar when he first fell on me and the force of his falling body push us down to the floor, making me fall on my back with him on top of me groaning and moaning in pain. My shirt got torn in process since he had gripped on my collar with his hand which he had pulled down to find a support while we were falling. "Ahh Jungkook." He breath out not being able to say it in a proper voice because of the pain. "That hurts." Even I groaned in pain. "I am so lucky to have you under me." He kinda thanked me to save him from the falling on the floor acting as a human shield. We were still whining in pain as Jaemin flattened his palm on the floor to get up from me. He  spaced his body from my torso, allowing him to breathe as he hovered me on all fours.

Suddenly the classroom door violently opened and the only person I didn't want to see me like this entered. Oh no! This can't happen, she cannot misconcept this situation. Her eyes were wide open and her jaw dropped in shock staring at the poor me under Jaemin. "I-I am so s-sorry." She looked away and immediately left after closing the door behind her. I pushed the stunned boy over me to a side running behind her. I was about to cross the door of the classroom, but I suddenly halted remember my torn shirt which was showing off my torso.  I can't go out like this. I snapped my head towards Jaemin to see what was he wearing. Luckily he had a hoodie on today. I ran back to him and forcefully pulled out the hoodie from him ignoring the groans of pain that escaped the throat.

I wore the hoodie as quick as possible, picked up my bag and ran after her. I cannot let her misunderstand this situation. I ran through the corridors but she was nowhere to be found.

I came out of the building to search for her in parking area, still she wasn't there. Looks like she went home. I have to explain it to her when I go back. I thought and got into the car to drive to our house.

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Hey readers, did u also misunderstand  the situation in the beginning?

Since this chapter has come to an end ,pls assume that Jungkook went home and cleared the misunderstanding with Y/N.

I am too lazy to write it so I ended it that way. But note it that, Y/N has understood the situation now.

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