Recap:

"I should leave. I will move on, right?"

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I look down, feeling like if I leave, then it will be the best for both of us, no more fights at least. I sigh and look up to receive a hard slap on my cheek.

"Are you out of your mind?" Hyuna scolds me while I hold my stinging cheek. "Ow, it hurts," She winces with me holding her palm.

"I should be the one saying that," I scream as I blink away the tears I had in my eyes. "Why the hell you slapped me?" I scream again.

"Leave? Are you really sure? I don't want to handle your depressed ass because of some dude," She says everything cut clear, no sugar coating nothing. "I know after leaving I will take you in, but what will you tell yourself? Hana, will you be able to move on?" I bite my lips and fiddle with my finger staying completely silent. "As expected."

"So what do I do?" I ask, already irritated by all these complications. "You say he loves me, but he doesn't. He only gets angry and then caring and then again angry. What is this? If this is love, then it is more complicated than I thought," I squat down near the tree, giving up on everything.

"Listen here, this will sound really strange and cringe. I know, but maybe this is the truth," She bends down at my level and sighs. "He loves you, and he knows as well. So, whenever he finds that he is getting closer to you, he tries to avoid you or push you away."

"Why?" I ask in a weak voice, feeling kind of hurt by the words she stated.

"Because he must be thinking that you hate him and you would never love him even if he is the last person alive. In simple words, he doesn't want to get addicted to you. Hana, he is scared that you will leave one day, and he will always be in regret of letting you go," She makes sense for the first time right now. "If you love him, then confess, or else you will regret Hana," She softly speaks the last sentence and wipes my cheeks, making me come to the reality, I am crying.

"But what if he ignores me? Or his god damn phone, it starts to ring every time I get the courage to confess straight," I ask while pouting.

"Simple, kiss him," I widen my eyes. "He won't be able to resist for sure," I look down, somewhat smiling at her suggestion. "I know I shouldn't tell you to go after him, because you know, but he is still a human, and he also has feelings," I nod as we get up.

I bid her goodbye with the warmest hug and runoff. I don't care if the car was here to take me or not. I just run out in the direction of the house. I have regretted it a lot now. I don't want to regret anything anymore.

- Jungkook's Residence -

I reach the driveway, panting like an animal. "Maybe a car was a better option," I complain and run into the house. The living room echos with three voices, Mr. Park, Mr. Kim, and Jungkook. wWhy they here? Don't they have some work to do? I whine inside my head, feeling nervous. This would be easy if there weren't here.

"Jimin, please take her," He looks at Mr. Park, gesturing to take me. "She will tell you where to go," He is avoiding eye contact with everyone and sticking them to the tab he has in his hand.

I take a deep breath in. It is now, or never, I tell myself and walk to Jungkook standing right in front of him. I look at the two other men begging them to leave. "Uhm, I just got a call. There is something I need to take care of," Mr. Park comes up with the quickest and lamest excuse, but I still acknowledge him.

"Yujin just texted me that I have a new meeting in 15 minutes. I should get going," Mr. Kim also comes up with an excuse.

"So Hana should also go," Jungkook says and looks at the two men, who are about to walk out.

"No, it is fine, Yujin will handle it," They dash out, and I hear Jungkook sighing.

"Jungkook, I need to talk," I let it out with heart racing like I ran miles which I did, but understand the feelings.

"There is nothing much left to talk," Jungkook says sternly, which starts to make me hopeless and weak. "You are leaving, and I will call you a driver since Jimin needed to leave," I bite my lips, feeling hurt, but I know he isn't saying this on will. I remember what Hyuna has told me, and if it is true, then I am not giving up. He stands up as I stumble back.

"Jungkook," I call out when he starts to walk away. I thought for a while to say something triggering so that he could at least look at the desperate look on my face. "So is it true that you are bored with me and had me only for your fun? And since I can't give you what you want, you are telling me to leave?" I let out the heavy thoughts I had. He turns to me as he was for sure triggered by it. "Is it?"

"What did you say?" His voice raises a bit as I look into his red eyes. Was he crying? He has bags under his eyes like he didn't sleep for days. He is looking pale as if he is sick. "You don't know anything, so how can you assume it and say that?"

"Of course, I need to assume it. You aren't talking or anything, avoiding me like I was never in front of you. What else would I think?" I wipe that one tear that falls from the brimming pool of tears in my eyes.

"But isn't you the one who wants to leave?" I close my eyes, feeling like either I am the biggest idiot, or he is. "You kissed me for that only," He is becoming intimidating as he starts to rant. The voice in my throat is refusing to come out.

Before he could continue, his phone starts to ring like always. I look over and see the only villain in my life, Oh Jiwon. Jungkook sighs as he is annoyed as well. I didn't waste any time and grab his tie pulling him down as I reach his height on my tiptoes. As our lips got attached, I feel him going still, and he wasn't responding. Hyuna said he couldn't resist.

As failure washed over, I pulled away. I am embarrassed by what I did. "Why did you stop?" Jungkook speaks as our eyes come into contact. Before I reply, he pulls me in and kisses me like he was longing for it.

Like he wanted to do it for long.

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In conclusion, I suck at writing as well as author notes :)

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