"Tae where the fuck are you, it's not fucking funny anymore" i yell on top of my voice looking around the empty white sight of plain nothingness. I knew it was a bad idea to play hide and seek in the middle of nowhere.

Don't throw it at me. It was his brilliant idea to do so and was using his pouty face. I cant say no to that pouty face. Nu uh. And he knows that pretty darn well.

"Tae if you don't come out right now i swear i'm gonna leave you here and head back."

"Tae it's getting cold, i don't wanna play anymore."

"Fucking hell tae it's been 15minutes. Get your ass back here."

"I'm scared tae.. it's not funny anymore.. i'm serious.. lets head ba-"

Looking over behind me, i scan the place for any sight of a possible bear or any animal for that fact. "There was definitely a movement behind me.." i mumble to myself.

And 2minutes later, i find myself crying while hugging my knees for finding some extra warmth.

Tae where are you..

At this point, the movement gets more precise with each second passing by. Towards me. And me being me, i get on my feet— ready with a punching position in action. Heck i'm gonna whoop whatever's ass off.

"Jungkook?"

"Y/n? Wha- are you fucking crying?!!!!" he shouts and i immediately run and jump into his arms, my hands strangling his neck while my legs enfolded itself around his waist— tightly, if i wasn't making it clear.

"J-jungkoo-"

My eyes widen and the grip around his neck increases when a series gunshots cut me off.

Oh my god this is not happening.

Protectively hugging me through the entire way, leading towards somewhere only jungkook knew— i kept sobbing in his neck holding onto him like my life depends on it while he just kept whispering the sweetest words rubbing my back to soothe whatever was happening to me.

He bends down, puts me onto the ground and sits beside me to which i immediately deny and make grabby hands to him.

"Stay with me.. don't leave me.. please.."

I don't even wait for him to react or talk.

I place myself on his lap, my legs on either sides of his. Knee crawling towards him, i hug him again and he just buries his face into the crook of my neck.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" he mumbles against my neck making me feel all tingly.

Jungkook pov

She pulls back lightly, scanning over my face with a pout forming on her luscious pink lips which i find so hard to not take into mine.

After taking her time, she slowly gives a soft nod and proceeds to place herself in a more comfortable position, which happens to be right on my fucking dick.

One more wiggle and i'm gonna have a really hard time as though her lips weren't already enough.

It breaks my heart to see her that way. No, it doesn't make me less hornier because that's what she always makes me. Horny.

It's just that.. she never cries. Never breaks down infront of anyone, let alone me.

'I'm never going to cry infront of anybody. What if they're having a good day and i'm here just fucking it up? Just because i'm not happy doesn't mean i should make others unhappy. That would make me even more unhappy kookie'—is exactly what she says.

Whatever the fuck it means.

I just want her to be happy. It doesn't matter whose life is gonna fuck up on the way. She wants something? She fucking gets it.

Leaning onto my chest, she grabs a handful of my shirt and i can feel her teardrops dripping down my hand. "Y/n, if you don't wanna talk about it then yo-" she cuts me off placing her index on my lips "hush" she says.

"Baby, you don't have to talk about it" i blurt out. The 'baby' was supposed to stay in my fucking head.

My heart races and i already expect the worse to happen. Shes gonna pull away isn't she?

And she fucking does.

But what the fucking world?

Does she?

Does she have a fucking smile on her face?

I'd die to see that smile again. Wrapping her hands around my neck, she closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and sighs.

"You know my parents died.. right?" she starts and i hum in response with all of my attention towards her. Her parents?

"U-um.. you know we were a happy family. It was all perfect. Omma used to take me to the park all the time, appa used to buy me all kinds of stuff from his way back home, we occasionally went out to have dinner even though it wasn't any fancy restaurant. But i never complained, nor am i going to complain now.

It was all perfect, it really was."

Heck i'd know how perfect your family was. I was jealous with my whole heart for not having what you had back then.

"But then.. one day.."