At the edge of his shared bed with Aira along with his hands tugged in his hair tightly, Jungkook sat there with a heavy chain of thoughts roaming in his mind. He let out a groan out of frustration.
"God, not this time," he sighed while tapping his right foot in a way that described he was restless and tensed; tensed about results. His heart was beating rapidly that at any moment, it might burst out of his chest and his forehead was covered with bangs wet in sweat.
But still, he sat there, his ears covered with his palms, looking directly at the floor with a blank expression and quite wide eyes.
The dark blue aesthetic room had only a dim light on as the white moonlight came in the room from the window. The darkness of the night in the room was swallowing him up alive. He was losing his mind more because of his surroundings when suddenly a figure came out of the bathroom with a gloomy and disheartened expression.
He looked up in the direction of the bathroom and witnessed the figure coming towards him with a dejected look, enough to make him more tensed by looking at the state of her.
Yet, he hoped this time it would be a success, he didn't let his hope die even though his insides were almost dying because of it. He kept looking at her with his hopeful eyes when she opened her mouth to speak.
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Cold faith ➳ JJK [✓]
Fanfiction❝I will, Aira. Just please, give me a chance. I'm begging you I need you,❞ Jungkook pressed her hand closer to his heart tightly. ❝Of course, I will. But always remember, the very moment you asked me to leave, ❞ a tear escaped the rim of Aira's eyes...