A faint blush stretched over the cottony clouds as the sun awoke spreading its pink arms across the blue sky. Soft waves of wind soared through the breaking dawn greeting us every now and then, blowing the messy bangs away from my face. The melancholy tune let out by the cuckoos filled the expanse with a serene melody and I closed my eyes, breathing in the sweet smell of peace. I was grateful to have the opportunity to witness such intricate beauty of the nature but I was even more grateful for being able to experience it all with a calm heart, something I hadn't have in a long time.

And the one to bring in the tranquility was the person sitting next to me.

Sprawled across the carpeted floor of my veranda I remained with my hands crossed against my chest and legs spread forward while right beside me sat Jeon Jungkook. He had his arms resting on his folded knees with his head leaned behind against the wall with his gaze fixated at the morning sky. Every now and then his body would twitch ever so slightly from the frigid cold breeze with goosebumps shielding his veiny arms.

Both of us stayed there, submerged in a complete yet comfortable silence. The howling of the breeze masked the sounds of our heavy breathing and the now bright sun embraced our cold skin with its warm rays. All together the feeling was heavenly and if I had gotten the chance, I might have preserved it.

Concurrently, Jungkook had been the one to knock on my door while I was being devoured by my deep dark contemplation and to be honest, I was happy for how the things followed suit.

"Hey Y/N, this is Jungkook. May I come in?"

The voice echoed from against the wood and I found myself rubbing my wet eyes relentlessly, trying hard to bring back Kim Brute. I felt my instincts clawing at my heart to let him in but once again like always, fear was the one emotion that shone through the most.

What if he judges me?

He too thinks I am the bad guy, so what if he laughs at my tears?

"Go away Jungkook" I barely managed to keep up my rough act and tried faking it but who am I kidding, the imprint of my agony was eminent on my broken voice. I knew I was too weak at the moment to send Jungkook off and conceding the truth, I gave up.

Moments later the door to my room flew open to reveal a confused Jungkook standing behind it.

"Y/N, are you crying?"

I tried hiding my reddened face but he had already seen it. With slow steps Jungkook entered the room and coming forward he sat on a chair placed beside my bed, all while keeping his concerned eyes on me.

I don't know if it was for the gravity of the moment or something else but his voice felt like an ocean, so deep and soothing, calm yet alluring. The way his eyes crinkled with apprehension caught me off guard and real or not, but I felt cared for. Frown lines layered his forehead with worry and after a single glance at his soft gaze, I even shocked myself when I jumped down from the mattress and ran to the seated man, wrapping my arms around his neck and engulfing him in a tight hug.

"I am sorry Jeon, I am sorry for everything..." I blurted it all out.

"I am sorry Jungkook" I apologized as I averted my gaze from the sky and fastened it on the said man only to find him already staring at me with the same glint of softness in his eyes but also an amalgam of curiosity.

"For?" he asked confused as to what else remained for me to be forgiven for and that made me let out a little giggle before drifting my eyes down to his shirt.

"For that" I pointed to his white shirt that now had a big wet blotch around the shoulder. Guess where all my tears ended up.

"Yeah, you owe me a new shirt now" he scoffed playfully turning his head to the front again, making me let out a chuckle this time.

He ran his fingers gracefully through his silky locks and the view alone made tingles run down my spine. Wasn't he a perfect muse for my blank canvases?

"I sure do"

Pulling my knees to my chest I wrapped my arms around it and placed my head down on the dip before heaving a deep shy. My heart demanded for me to let her out and without much hesitation, I spoke what she prompted.

"Thank you Jungkook......for listening"

I noticed how he once again turned his gaze to me but he didn't say anything, just retained his pretty eyes on me. Considering his silence as my queue, I continued.

"Thank you for coming and thank you for staying even after I asked you to leave"

"It's okay, Y/N. I am happy that I was at the right place at the right time. Sometimes you can solve half of your problems just by talking about it to someone and I am glad that I could be the one for you"

A smile appeared on my lips at his words, and not a fake one at that. Was I genuinely happy? But it felt so unreal! After so long was I feeling at ease but.....what if the moment breaks? What if I am just dreaming? And just like that, my smile drifted away. Jungkook seemed to notice and he spoke up.

"What happened Y/N?"

"I am scared Jungkook" I was already in too deep, wasn't I? So what was the point of hiding anymore?

"What if this is just a dream? What if I open my eyes and everything disappears, you disappear? Am I not too grim to have a happy ending?" once again I felt my voice cracking and a single tear rolled down my cheek rendering me back into my hole.

"No Y/N, you are not" the authority with which Jungkook spoke amused me and I looked at him with tear stricken eyes.

"Stop blaming yourself for everything that happened. The only wrong you did was letting yourself get carried away with the call of vengeance. You lost your self in the way but now that you are trying to come back, that is all that matters. You were young and naïve and you made some bad decisions but who doesn't? And now that you know better, you are trying to take the responsibilities, aren't you? You should be proud of yourself for that. In fact, I am very much proud of you"

"Why so?"

"Because, in spite of being born in a mafia family, you could tell apart the right from the wrong. You knew what your parents did was illegal and in spite of the temptations, you tried your best to keep yourself on the right path. Please don't kill Yoongi hyung for this but he told me about you being bullied at school and the fact that you kept your intentions straight even after all those assaults makes you so much stronger"

Jungkook flashed me a smile so pure that I couldn't help but feel giddy. My insides churned up from the attention I was receiving and I only hoped for it to last long. The intense emotions that crawled up inside of me didn't feel painful and I liked it.

"But didn't I betray my parents?"

"Why do you feel like that? Don't you love your parents?"

"I do, very much" a drop cascaded down followed by many more as my parents beautiful faces flared in my memory and I wondered how my life would have been if they were still here, by my side.

"No matter what they did for a living, did you ever judge them as your parents?"

By now Jungkook had completely turned my way as he sat straight, cross legged, glaring at me with emotions in his dark orbs that I couldn't very well decipher. His voice latched with determination had now dropped deeper rendering him so much more daunting.

"Never" for once my voice found some confidence.

"Then why do you feel like you betrayed them? Look Y/N-" he called making me turn in my full attention. "If you think taking the revenge would make your parents proud, I am sorry to say this but you have mistaken. Try putting yourself in their shoes, would you be happy to see your child hurting herself for your revenge? If you really wanna make them proud Y/N, then embrace your reality. Bring the girl back that your parents once loved and cherished. Your parents tried their best to give you a life you wanted, don't let their efforts go to waste. After all, they loved Kim Y/N, not Kim Brute!"

My head jerked up as his words scurried right through my chest. Now I knew exactly what I had to do to make things better. However, there was still a question lingering around the edge.

"And what about the bastard who killed my parents?"

"Trust me Y/N, I promise to help you find him and give him the punishment he rightfully deserves. Let me hand him to the law and I assure you, he will regret even crossing paths with your family. I'll make sure he suffers until death feels like a denied luxury to him" with that, the sensation in me only increased and I finally asked the million dollar question that had been bugging me for a while now.

"Why are you doing this Jungkook?"

"Well, I choose to believe that I am the hero in this story and as a hero, it is my responsibility to penalize the villain which, I am pretty sure isn't you"

"Really? Who am I then?"

"Maybe the heroine...?"

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To Be Continued