BTS Imagines

What Will I Be Left With? - Jungkook

Y/N's POV

I knocked on the door that Jungkook had slammed a few minutes ago.

"Jungkook?" I called softly, "Can I come in?"

There was no answer, so I self-invited myself. I saw him sitting at the desk, his head in his hands.

"Is everything alright, love?"

He didn't utter a word. I squeezed his shoulders lightly to relieve him. I was concerned.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

"Just go for now," his voice was low.

He must surely be stressed.

"Hey, just let it out. Talk to me. I'm here for you. You can trust me. Don't bottle it up, please."

He always seemed to not want to say anything, and I, as his girlfriend, wanted to take the burden off his shoulders. He got up suddenly and turned towards me.

"God! You're so annoying! I don't need you, Y/N! I don't want you! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" He shouted.

I was taken aback by his sudden outburst. He swiftly turned away, still raging. But his words...

"I know. I know. I understand. I'm sorry," I said softly.

I left the room, shutting the door as quietly as I could.

Jungkook's POV

I came out of the room to find the house awfully quiet.

"Y/N?" I called.

Silence answered me. Where was she? I thought about what I'd said earlier. My eyes widened. I recalled her words. They were replies to me.

"You're so annoying!"

"I know."

"I don't need you, Y/N!"

"I know."

"I don't want you!"

"I understand."

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!"

"I'm sorry."

I ran down the stairs, calling her on the way. I heard her ringtone, I followed it, only to find out she'd left her phone on the kitchen counter. I called up Namjoon hyung.

"Ah, Jungkook-ah!"

"Hyung, I need your help," I was trying to keep my voice steady.

"What's wrong?"

"It's Y/N. I was stressed today about a lot of things that were on my mind, and I told her things I didn't mean, and shouldn't have said. Now, she's disappeared. Her phone's at home. I have no way to reach her."

My voice sounded so hopeless, I couldn't recognize it.

"Come over. I'll tell the others. We'll find her. Don't you worry."

I hung up and I threw my phone at the wall in frustration. I saw it hit a photo and crash to the ground. I approached to see the broken frame, it was a picture of us, of me and Y/N. I ran my fingers over the shattered glass, only to have them cut and bleeding, but I couldn't care less. With a blood red hand, and Y/N's phone in my pocket, I got to Jin hyung's apartment as fast as I could. All of them were already waiting. Tae hyung have me a comforting hug.

"We'll find her, Kookie."

"Let's all get out, search the places she likes to go to. I'll go to the library, she might be sitting on the bench outside, under the peach tree," Namjoon hyung said.