Later that night

Y/n PoV

My eyes are falling heavy with sleep but I force them to stay open, to stay glued to the window which I've chosen to leave open for him.

A part of me still believes he'll come back. I know he won't admit it but he needs me. I don't doubt that.

Okay But a part of me also knows he can be stubborn when it comes to letting someone take care of him.

As time passes on, I ready myself to cry to sleep.

But then I see him, gently stepping back inside, trying not to make a sound until he notices I'm awake.

"You came back" I immediately scutch over, and he sits.

"I needed some air." He mutters.

"Understandable. But I would have appreciated you telling me. I was really worried."

Scoffing, the boy begins to mess with his fingers. "I can look out for myself."

"Doesn't stop me from worrying."

Naturally I go to cuddle him, un-phased by how cold he is after being outside. "Thankyou for coming back though. I thought you'd left for good."

"Yeah well a part of me didn't wanna come back. Not if you were just gonna yell at me for what I did to Jin."

"I wouldn't have yelled."

He goes quiet.

"Don't get me wrong. I'm not happy that you've hurt my friend, but I wouldn't yell at you. However—."

"Can we just not talk about it." He interrupts me and I can hear in his voice that he's getting angry.

Sitting up I try to look at him, but the darkness of my bedroom makes it difficult to make out his features. "What happened when I left kooks? Did he say something to upset you?"

Nothing.

"I know you darling."

"You wouldn't have acted without reason. You're not a heartless monster, something must have scared you and that's okay, everyone gets scared sometimes. But attacking Jin was wrong, and we need to prevent it from happening again."

"If you open up to me I promise I'll try and help you. And believe it or not, you can be helped Jungkook I know you can—."

The sudden crashing of his lips against mine zaps my body to life, almost like every single nerve has been awoken and it now buzzing away, it tingles, it tickles, it feels amazing.

He climbs on top of me, pressing me back into the pillows. God I hate how easily I give into his kisses but I can't help it, they're just so, ugh! Every time he traps me like this I can feel my body melting into his, like I'm just falling in sync with his movements, it feels so natural. Kissing him is when everything starts to feel easy between us, there's no tension or stress, no caution of saying the wrong thing, it just works and I love it, I love kissing him because it just reminds me of how much I never wanna stop.

Suddenly, his lips rip away from mine, and I actually let out a soft whine from the loss of contact. He breathes heavily. We were going pretty intense.

"Why must you believe in me so much?" He suddenly asks.

I stare into his eyes, my mind empty with responses.

"It makes no sense to me. You. Make no sense to me."

"I attack your friend. I leave without caring how it might affect you. I'm such a burden and yet you actually want me around, but not because you want sex? You're so fucking confusing and yet it makes me like you even more."

When he kisses me again i feel my heart fill with joy. Finally. He's admitted to having feelings for me.
I want him to say it again but I know asking such a thing will make me look so pathetic and needy.

I want to appear as strong to him. He can't know how much power he has over me otherwise I'll be just like those other women to him. And I want to be so much more.

I want him to love me.

"You give my brain a chance to work nuisance." He breathes near my ear before kissing it softly. "All of me feels awake when you're near."

I smile from his truthful words. For once I feel like he's been completely honest. There's no sarcasm or trick words, he means everything he's saying and it's making me feel so many things.

Our lips connect with one another's again, and this time I cling onto his hoodie tightly, tugging his body even closer against mine.

Jungkook PoV

I flinch at first from her grip. It took me a little by surprise, I can't tell whether I like it or not.

Suddenly her thigh rises upwards, now resting on my hip. I grab onto it, happy to feel her bare skin against my hand, so silky smooth I'm lead to thing she has no flaws at this point.

Her body suddenly jolts from the pounding knocks coming from her apartment door.

"Whose here?" I ask, and she just shakes her head confused.

She gets up and ties a dressing gown around herself. "Stay in here and don't come out until I say so."

She leaves, making sure to close the door after herself.

I wait. For over 20 minutes.

She still hasn't come back.

In fact I haven't heard a sound since she left.

"Enough is enough" I say before heading out. I'm pumped up with adrenaline, ready to beat the crap out of any intruder.

But then I see her. Sat on the floor with her head hung low. In her hands she holds a police badge and uniform.

Y/n PoV

They're all his things.

My dads old partner didn't want them to be thrown away so he brought them here.

I didn't think it would have much an affect on me but they do. They're the clothes I saw him in most of the time. They're what I imagine him wearing whenever I think of him.

Seeing them folded up and I'm my hands just...

Just seems wrong.

"You could have told me it was safe to come out."

I lift my head to look at Jungkook. "...sorry" I say before hugging the uniform close to my chest. They still smell so strongly of him.

"Do you want me to give you a minute?" He asks, and I smile from how awkward he has become.

"People get teary Jungkook. It's normal. I've seen you cry many times—."

"I cry because I'm fucked up. You're crying over a police badge and uniform."

"They were my dads."

His face drops. "...oh."

"It's fine."

"Doesn't look like it. I mean. You look like you're going through some "emotional shit" as the teens call it."

I chuckle before wiping my eyes of tears, and it's strange, he hasn't left yet and is continuing to stand there despite feeling awkward.

"Is this the part where I make you a beverage?" He asks.

"That would be nice" I nod whilst trying not to laugh. Something about Jungkook in a serious situation is funny, he's like a child almost.

"How did you deal with being upset?" I ask.

"I didn't. I just accepted it."

"What about our talks? Did they ever help?"

He pauses for a moment.

"Did they?" I repeat.

"At first, no."

"But after a while I started to tolerate you."

That shouldn't make me smile but it does.

"Do you think you'll ever feel the same way I do?"

He tuts with a smile. "Didn't I just confess to liking you a moment ago?"

"I don't mean that. I mean like...could you ever love me back? Could you see us being anything more?"

"Depends what you'd call love" he answers, and I'm disappointed. Love is everything great that I feel about him. I just wanna shower him with kisses and make him smile all the time. I want him to get excited when he sees me, to hug me and struggle to let go.

"I do like you Y/n." He says, his body now standing just a few feet away from me with two cups of water in his hands.

Is that enough though?