Confession

I gasped. He seemed shocked at his own words, as he ruffled his hair with his hands. "Y-you're.......what?" I asked trying to process what he just said.

Jungkook POV

What the fuck did I just do??? I confessed! What is wrong with you Jungkook!!! "Y-you're.........what?" She asked slowly approaching me. I couldn't hide it anymore. My feelings took control. And I confessed. I sighed. "I love you." I uttered looking at her beautiful face, praying and hoping that she felt the same. I wouldn't know what I would do? I can't take that much pain if she doesn't feel the same.

You should've never said anything! I'm so stupid! Brace yourself Jeon. She was silent. Just as I thought. My heart sank. She doesn't love me. Even though I love her. "I love you....." she whispered under her hearth looking down shyly. I blinked several times trying to process what she said. "What?" I asked stunned. She lifted her head gazing at me. "I love you." She spoke again.

"R-really?" I asked still not believing it. She nodded. I tried to contain the huge smile on my face. "I-I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner I was just scared you didn't feel the same way and..." she ranted. "And I kept it in me for so long, I just didn't want to get hurt or mess up what he have or-" I cut her off. "Just shut up and kiss me!" I yelled, grabbing her face and smashed my lips onto hers morphing them together in perfect harmony.My hands pulled my closer while she clasped her arms around my neck. This feeling. Pure happiness. Genuine happiness. This feeling of.....love.....

Y/n POV

He loved me. All this time. He did love me. He too was afraid of hurt. Afraid of rejection. But I finally confessed. And I couldn't be happier. I felt as if a huge weight in my shoulders was lifted.

We were now at home, laying in bed. His fingers were twirling a strand of my hair as he laid on his side staring at me. "I love you......" he uttered. "Has a nice ring to it don't you think?" He chuckled. I smiled. He was just so precious. So mysterious. So stern. But I couldn't have asked for it any other way.

A couple of weeks passed and it was getting colder by the day, since Christmas was approaching soon. "There nice a toasty." He spoke wrapping my scarf around my neck. "Kookie, I told you I'm fine." I assured since he forced me to wear a bunch of layers. "I just don't want you to get sick." He replied. "I promise I won't." I smiled.

"Jackson's here I gotta go." I said. "Bye I love you." I kissed his cheek. "Love you too and stay warm!" He reminded. I entered the car. "Look at you both. How in love you are." Jackson cooed. I chuckled. He was always ranting about Jungkook and I being made for each other. Maybe we were? Maybe we were meant to be?

Maybe our fate lead us here, and we were meant to be soulmates? Maybe I was meant to be his, and he was meant to be mine. "Y/n? Helooo?" Jackson called. "Oh sorry, I zoned out, thanks Jackson." I smiled before exiting the car.

Work progressed and it was finally time for me to go home. Especially since we were in for bad weather tonight. Great. Now it's gonna get colder.

"Y/n!" I heard someone holler. "Your scarf." Yuna handed me the red scarf. "Thanks." I smiled. "I'm sure Jungkook wouldn't want you to catch a cold." She cooed. She always thought Jungkook treated me like a baby. And to be completely honest he does. But I like it. It gives a sense of reassurance. The assurance that he won't treat anyone else like that, except me....