"I can't fucking breathe without you, Faye. You mean everything to me."
Why does this sound better than I love you? It took me this long to realize that he was serious. Now that I look at him, I understand. The never-ending saga between us and the h...
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A/N: Tiny intervention
1. Trigger warning for people dealing with anxiety/panic attacks. ⚠️
2. Just wanted to point out Faye's words from the last chapter: "My favorite color became blue because it symbolizes manliness in a fucked up universe, even though I love pink," aka my reasoning for using this color in the title. 🌸
3. Although not entirely accurate with my description, but I imagine Jungkook's apartment looking something like this:
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Faye
Jungkook has been taking care of me for the past few days, even though I told him I was okay. Ironic, isn't it? I believe he saw right through me after my panic attack, no matter how convincing I tried to be.
I am not good, I know that, and he knows that too. But I don't want his help.
I may need it, but I don't want it, which does not matter anyway because he is just as stubborn as I am. When I came back from Europe, both Hobi and Jimin insisted on staying with me for a few days until I felt better and I had the power to say no. But not to Jungkook.
