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You cried.
You cried ever since you got into the room, hugging your knees close to your chest while gripping the skirt of your dress. You heard a soft knock come from your door, sobbing quietly. A sigh was heard soon after, making you look towards the door.
"Noona... Please. Let me in."
You hid your face in your knees, not wanting to hear his voice since all it did was bring previous moments. The sound of the door lock suddenly went off, someone putting the code of your door in it. You wiped your tears away and stood up, the door opening and filling the room with light from the hallway.
"Noona..." He mumbled.
You stared at him as he walked towards you, backing away slowly with tears still falling down your cheeks. "Leave, Jungkook. We have nothing to talk about." You said, walking towards the bathroom but getting stopped by his hand on your wrist.
"Are you really not going to let me explain? You're just going to assume things? After all these years we've been together?" He said in an upset tone.
"Yes, Jungkook. I will assume I'm not good enough anymore. I will assume that you don't love me anymore but you love her. Whoever that bitch is." You replied, letting out a sob while chuckling, your heart hurting like hell.
"So that's it? You won't ask for the actual reason. Is that how much you love me?"
You stared at him in disbelief, the two of you staring at each other with your red, puffy eyes with tears never leaving them. "Get out and don't ever talk to me, Jungkook. If I was such a waste of time, you could have saved me up the 5 years I spent with you." You said, feeling your heart ache afterward since you knew you would regret your words after that.
Jungkook walked closer to you, staring at you intensely as a tear rolled down his cheek. He leaned closer to your face while holding a serious look on his face, his hands balled up in fists by his sides.
"I thought you would know me better. And I know you will regret this, Y/n."
You watched him as he leaned in and placed one last loving kiss on your lips before getting out of the room, slamming the door behind him. As you fell to your knees, sobs started leaving your mouth again, heavier than before.
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"I want you to start working as Taehyung's makeup artist."
"What?!" You exclaimed, the staff and you staring at PD-nim in shock. The man smiled at you, going beside you and placing his hands on your shoulders. You watched him carefully, relaxing your shoulders when he squeezed them softly in comfort.
"Yes, Taehyung told me you have talent in makeup. So you will practice a bit on his makeup, show me the results and then we decide if you can start immediately or need a bit more practice."
You gulped nervously and nodded, "O-Okay." You said, your eyes glancing around the room and falling upon Taehyung, soon after going to Jungkook. He stared at you with no emotion on his face, moving his gaze back to his phone. The bags under his eyes made you feel hurt, his eyes were empty now whenever he looked at you.
"Okay, you'll start practicing tomorrow then."
You ignored what PD-nim had said, only focused on Jungkook as tears started showing in your eyes again, never leaving Jungkook.
"Y/n? Are you okay? Are you crying?"
At the question, Jungkook's head snapped up in worry, his eyes connecting with yours. "I'm sorry, PD-nim." You said quietly, turning on your heel and running out of the room, continuing down the hallway and reaching the lobby.
"Y/n! Wait!"
You looked behind when you saw Taehyung calling your name and following you, Jungkook behind him. "I need some time alone." You sobbed, walking towards the main door.
"Noona."
You stopped when a hand took your wrist, not daring to turn around. "I'll leave you two alone," Taehyung said, footsteps fading filling your ears. You felt uneasy to be left alone with Jungkook, feeling him pull you somewhere more private.
You looked at his back and then down at the ground, entering a room with him. It looked to be a staff room, it had cleaning products and a few more things. You sobbed and closed your eyes, your head coming in contact with his chest really slowly as he wrapped his arms around you.
You let your hands rest on his chest, his head pressing against yours and burying his face in your neck. You felt something wet hit your shirt, hearing him sniff quietly and whimper, his arms tightening around you.
