Yup. This is definitely how i'm going to die.

If not by the kookie-knockoff pulling a trigger or dagger-ing me with a knife or something, but maybe by his insanely hot and husky voice which i'm sure is going to cause a heart attack if he continues to whisper-kill me the next time. Closing my eyes, I take in my possible last moment of my life and leave a deep sigh.

"Anything you wanna let anybody know before I do something to you? Last wishes, may I say?" he commented.

"Please tell Jimin that he needs to chill the member in his pants and let him know that I do notice it, Jin that he is definitely the wwh inside and out. Namjoon to check my desk- he'd find a key for his bicycle, but only on his birthday night or i'd haunt him right before he heads to bed. Hobi to stay right beside yoongs because he's the most softest person i know and he'd break the fuck out of himself when he knows i'm dead. Also, let Taehyung know that i'm beyond happy to find him again and his smile is something I live for."

"-and nobody else?" he finally interjects. Not gonna lie, it felt like he was waiting for this particular person to be named for.

"Funny you mention about him since his voice is just like yours. Anyways, tell kookie to kill himself."

Just as the words left my mouth, the knockoff's hands found way to my waist, his grip warm but demanding. He definitely reminds me of him. "And why is that? Do you hate him that much?" his voice breaks out with a hint of hesitation in his voice. "as much as I love the whole concept of me talking to my possible killer, nope. I want him to do it." "and why is that?" "because i can't risk to lose him. Again. At this point, I doubt myself if i'd be able to survive without him, even if i were to be dead." and just like that, his grip softens. Almost immediately actually.

"but that ass is busy fucking around somewhere with Jia, the girl i despise the most. He would definitely get a silent treatment once we reach the other side, you know?"

A chuckle interrupts my outburst. That laugh sounds so familiar. Like deadly familiar. I'd shit my pants if he were to be jungkook himself. "you talk a lot y/n. Even with a potential killer behind you." follows the chuckle. My eyes which were surprisingly shut the whole time, did not wait even an extra second to open when I was sure of it.

Jungkook.

Turning my body around, in lightening speed may I add, with the hands he had on my waist, jungkook's sight was revealed. The smug smile he had on his smile? Yup, definitely didn't tickle my stomach. Or that's what I thought. Tucking behind the strand of hair which managed to pull out of my loose ponytail, his palm continued to stay on my face but now by cupping my cheek. Leaning in closer to my face, I could feel the redness climbing its way up my body. "So you're jealous of Jia?" he continues with the biggest smirk i've ever seen on the man's face. Oh he did not. He did not just 'are-you-jealous' me because oh boy how badly did i want to kiss that smirk off of his face. I deserve it. Especially after leaving me alone in the most prettiest and romantic place i've come till date. Not complaining. I did have the handsome ones right beside me, or behind me, if I include the countless times when they were distracted by the flea markets- but with the thought of Kook and Jia spending the first few hours of Greece together, right somewhere around these beautiful romantic spots did not help me.

"Oh? So you're back after your little trip with Jia huh?" I bicker just to seem unbothered. "You don't have to tell me about the little rides you might have had. I have no interest in knowing your little wild part kook." i continue, looking straight into his eyes. The smirk he had was long gone. He must've seen how hurt i am through my eyes. He's not wrong.

The 2days which I spent knowing about our trip, all I could think about was how i'm gonna roam the streets with Jungkook, go on a drive alongside the lakes i've googled about, i even went on to plan a whole scenario of how i'm finally going to confess to him in Santorini, by the love padlock.

I don't expect him to reciprocate the feelings since he might've just joked around when we had some intimate moments later back in Seoul. Because he is like that. And me? I've always wanted Jungkook. It might sound childish but the feeling had never gone. Even during my parent's death. When my aunt had painfully taken me away from him. When we reached America. Never. And i have not once been this sure of doing something because..

Something in my gut says that I have to let him know.

Soon.

Very, very soon.

And what's the other best place where my parents and his, coincidently, were proposed to in the same place as where we are right now.