Perfect Picture || JEON JUNGKOOK

Chapter 39

Eunhye

"Jungkook? What's going on? Why aren't you answering the door?" I call to him through the wood.

There wasn't an answer from him. So I opened the door.

I see Jungkook standing in front of his art canvas and just staring.

Weird.

"Jungkook?" I call his name softly.

He turns to me with an expression that wasn't happy.

This is new...

"Don't know how to knock?" He asks, angry.

I put my hands on my hips. "Really?"

He raises his eyebrows when he realizes what he said.

He clears his throat. "Never mind. It doesn't matter."

I walk closer to him. "What's wrong, Jungkook?"

"You know what's wrong?" He turns away and lowers his head.

"I don't know, that's why I asked-"

"You! Everything! But mostly you!" He explodes with anger.

I stood there, shocked.

"I have a life, you know! I have something so important to me!" He holds a hand out to his canvas. "You ruined it!"

"Jungkook, I don't see-"

"Look at what happened!" He spats and points to his canvas.

A plain white canvas with dark brown paint swipes on it.

"I don't see anything bad." I answer quietly.

"Lying to me now." He chuckles creepily.

"Jungkook, what's the matter?" I sit down on his bed.

"You're a distraction! You keep me from discovering myself! You distract me from art, my true happiness! Now I'm messed up and it's all because of you and the stupid assembly!" He yells and throws his hands up.

I back away. My heart slowing down for him.

"Y-You don't mean that." I stutter.

"Oh yes I do. I really do! You caused this, Eunhye. You're the reason why I can't sleep. The reason why I can't paint. The reason why I don't see beauty in color anymore! The stress! There's too much. I haven't slept! It all comes back down to you!"

I choke back the lump in my throat. "It's not-"

"It's better. Better for me. Better for you. If we don't see each other often. Ok?" Jungkook speaks harshly and turns his back to me.

I bite my bottom lip. "Jungkook. I don't see why..."

"Just leave now." His voice calmer. Sadder.

I grit my teeth to keep me from crying. I stand up and walk out of the room.

I stop at the doorframe and look back at Jungkook.

He was leaning against his window with his back faced me. His sobs were quiet but noticeable.

"You know..." I wipe a fallen tear. "I never meant to do this. All this."

He stops crying, but doesn't turn around.

"I'm sorry." I apologize poorly and walk away from his room.

Jungkook

"I'm sorry."

Why did she apologize? I'm the one being a big jerk.

All this work and lack of sleep got me so messed up. I feel so angry at everything.

I just haaaaaad to let it out on Eunhye.

She just haaaaad to come at this time.

Now she's gone.

I gasp.

No. She can't.

It's me! I messed up!

"Eunhye!" I scream and sprint out of my room.

I catch her walking out the door and I run down the stairs.

I ignore my Grammy watching me as I run out the door.

"Eunhye! Wait! I'm not-" I try to grab her hand but she dodges me.

"No, Jungkook. I understand." She says quietly.

"What? Understand?" I shake my head while trying to grab her hands.

"Art is more important to you than anything else. And the stress is just horrible. I know. I'll get going now." She turns away.

"Eunhye! I don't want to-"

"We have to. Until you're fine....and I am too. It's ok, Jungkook. I understand."

"Eunhye-"

"See you." She cuts me off and jogs towards her car.

Can this day get any worse?

Something wet falls on my nose and I look up.

Rain.

It starts pouring and I rush inside my house.

Note to self - don't ever say that ironic line.

I see Grammy sitting on the couch waiting for me.

"Jungkook-"

"I'll be upstairs." I cut her off. Not wanting a conversation.

She gets the hint and stays quiet.

I walk up the stairs and to my bedroom. I shut the door and curse.

I did this to myself.

Not Eunhye.

Not Namjoon, Jimin, Jin, J-hope. Not that assembly. Not anyone.

It's me.