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Drabble: MC (Main Character) is struggling with the recent infidelity of Jungkook... can he be forgiven?

Jungkook x F! Older! MC  

Genre: Angst, Fluff(?) if you squint 

⚠️WARNINGS⚠️: very light Yandere themes 

Length: 493 

A/N: This is just something that popped into my mind the other night. I’ve edited it I don’t know how many times. please enjoy. Also, be gentle. This is the first story I am posting! 

Please keep in mind this is a work of FICTION this in no way reflects on BTS or Jungkook as a person. This is simply a story for the imagination. 

All my love, Soul 🥰

“I can’t believe it,” I sighed as I sat on the bar stool at the counter.  

“You know that I love you,” Jungkook tried to placate me.  

I looked up into his eyes as he stood in front of me, “do you really?” I asked.  

“Of course I do, noona,” he laughed.  

I let another sigh escape my lips, this one was more defeated.  

His face fell, “you don’t believe me?”  

“How can you say that after I found out…,” I couldn’t even bring myself to say it aloud, afraid that it was going to make it seem more real. He cheated… He slept with some girl at a party, and I know that he did because I saw it. He just doesn’t know that I know.  

He gently ran his fingers through my hair to smooth it down, “you mean so much to me.”  

“Do you mean what you say when there’s no one around?” I asked, looking down at the counter, focusing on how the light caught the flecks of gold that were trapped in the granite.  

“Of course I mean it,” he sighed and moved away, apparently having given up on trying to convince me.  

He walked around the counter and to the kitchen when I spoke again. “I’m leaving.”  

He stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at me. I couldn’t hide my tears anymore as I stared down at the counter. “Excuse me?”  

“I’m leaving you,” I answered. I got up and went into our room to grab my thick winter coat.

“Like hell you are,” Jungkook growled. I flinched but continued to put my coat on with my back facing him. When I reached for my purse, he snatched it up before I could grab it.  

“Give me my purse,” I spoke softly, trying to not get angry.  

“You’re not going anywhere,” he said, refusing to give it to me. I shrugged and moved to leave the room when he stepped in front of me. “I said you’re not leaving.”

“You can’t keep me here,” I countered, wiping the treacherous tears that were falling on my cheeks.  

“Like hell, I can’t.”  

“Let me go,” I did my best to speak calmly, but the sobs that started to shake my body made it difficult.  

“You can’t leave,” Jungkook choked.  

I finally looked up at him and was surprised to see tears in his eyes. “Jungkookie,” I gasped.  

“Noona, you can’t leave me,” he cried and wrapped me up in a hug. I sobbed into his neck as he pressed me into his chest.  

“I won’t leave,” I promised after a few minutes of this.  

He held me close to him as he hid his face in my hair as he continued to cry. “I love you so much,” he breathed, smoothing my hair back and pulling away to plant hasty kisses all over my face.  

“I love you too,” I cried as I clutched onto his shoulders.  

A/N:  Sorry for the angst right off the bat. I was in an angsty mood while writing yesterday.. and this is mostly unresolved... please enjoy? 🤷🏽‍♀️

Please let me know is this was readable? Should I include some literature on what some *Korean* influenced/based/culture references and words mean (significance) for some context? 

Thinking I might have to make a dictionary... reference sheet... something of the sort.. In the meantime, some Korean words used in this story: 

Noona: 

。Literal translation: The older “sister” to a male.  。Term of Endearment (like sweetie, sis) 。Cultural Significance: This is not always someone who is an actual sister. This is also used between classmates to show a close relationship. **Not always Platonic** but absolutely can be. 

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