obsessed student | jikook

32| Is this the end?

Jungkook's pov

I don't know why, but my heartbeat was getting faster by every second that passed, by every step we took towards the living room. At this moment, I just wanted to go back to my room and lay on my bed with Jimin by my side. To lock down of all worries and fears. But it seemed like fate have something else planned for us.

When we were just outside the door of the living room, I glanced at Jimin once who was just looking at the door with a scared look. I took his hand in mine giving it a squeeze. "Everything will be fine." I assured him in a whisper that only he could hear as I left his hand even though I didn't want to let it go. He nodded in return and forced a smile.

I nervously turned my head towards the door and knocked on it. After hearing a 'come in' from dad I opened the door to come inside followed by Jimin. Dad was sitting on one of the couches. He looked up at me, giving me a look that I couldn't quite read. I watched as his eyes drifted from me to Jimin who was now standing next to me.

"G-Good evening Mr. Jeon." Jimin said as he bowed. His voice was a quivering a little. I could sense something wrong was gonna happen.

I could feel my chest tighten when dad's cold voice ran through my ears. "Sit." He didn't reply to Jimin's greeting instead just told him to sit to which he hesitantly compiled, taking a seat across him on another couch.

"Do I have to give you an invitation?" Dad suddenly asked and I immediately drifted my gaze from Jimin to him.

I didn't reply anything. It was like words were stuck in my mouth. I just went towards the couch Jimin was sitting on and took a seat next to him, of course maintaining a distance that was more than required. It was silence for a minute. I didn't have the courage to break it. Seemed like Jimin also didn't want to break it and face the worst that could happen.

And I don't know why dad was just sitting there looking between me and Jimin, not saying anything. But then he suddenly cleared his throat.

"So.. " He spoke up. "I am not going to beat around the bush." He took a little pause, moving his hand inside his coat to take out an envelope. My hands started sweating. This was it. Was this the end?

He placed it on the table which separated the two couches, extending it towards Jimin. "Open it." He said but Jimin didn't move a single inch. He looked at the envelope with nervous eyes and then at my dad.

"W-What is this?" Jimin asked but dad didn't reply anything instead just gestured Jimin with his hand to open the envelope. I could tell Jimin was debating on whether he should open it or not. He took a glance at me before picking up the envelope from the table with a little shaky hands. He started opening it but I didn't want to face what could be inside it but I couldn't do anything.

Jimin took out something from the envelope that looked like pictures and that was when I lost it. I knew this was the end. I saw how Jimin eyes widened at the pictures while going through them. He then looked at me in fear.

I took the pictures from his hand and then I couldn't believe my eyes. I wanted all this to be a dream. There it was, pictures of me with Jimin. Me and Jimin holding hands in the mall, laughing together. Some from the park where I confessed to Jimin for the first time. Even the picture of me and him kissing was also there. And few more where we were really close.

What the fuck...

We were being stalked all this while?

I looked up to my dad. His eyes didn't show anger. It was more like..

Dissapointment?

Author's pov

"I-I can explain." Jungkook stuttered out.