❝Rule number 1; never be number 2.❞
Do people always fall in love with what they c̶a̶n̶'̶t̶ shouldn't have? ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ.
Both their souls are on fire, binded to each other with the eternal flames inside. And their demons? They'll always exist, the darkne...
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I got back onto my feet, almost falling back down because of how horrible my state was but I managed to regain my balance. "I really am sorry, for everything," I apologised weakly.
"Idiot," he shortly insulted.
"I wouldn't be here if I hadn't forgiven you already," he cracked a small smile. I was struggling to stand up straight, I couldn't regain my posture anymore, about to fall when Jungkook dropped his gun without hesitation and ran to me.
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"I've got you love, forever this time."
I was so drained and so in desperate need of comfort I couldn't help but hug him back. His embrace felt like one I could pass away in peacefully. Then, right after realisation set in, I pulled apart. "I don't deserve this, I k... I killed your mother, I ruined your life I- I was the reason you turned to a life of murder Jungkook don't you get it I'm a horrible person," I cried in my own world of self hatred.
"Baby you didn't have a choice," he caressed my cheek, gently wiping off the blood. Gosh. Was he really the same Jungkook I knew? He's become so much more, mature. So understanding, the way he accepted me back into his life was something that made me smile through all the terrors of earlier moments. His eyes. They're filled again. Not with hatred but with love. But how is that possible?
"You still?" I tilted my head, "how could I not?" He replied, mimicking my action cutely as he put his jacket around me. "H- for how long?" I asked, tears of surprise filling in my eyes. He should hate me. I do. I hate me.
"I never stopped."
Locking eyes with him felt like holding on for dear life. And as the tears poured out my eyes, disguised with the rain flooding down, we moved closer. Hesitation filled our veins because of events hard to ignore. "We probably shouldn't," I spoke, he nodded as he released a breath. Even as we mutually agreed not to, both of us couldn't move away.
"Fuck it," he muttered under his breath.
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