Her || Jungkook X Reader (translated from italian)

CHAPTER 28 - AUTUMN

POV YOONGI

Losing has never been an easy thing to accept for me but this time was different.

It is not the first time that my heart is broken but I thought that I would never allow anyone to make me feel this way again. I couldn't hear the speeches and theories of the others about her and Jungkook, mostly because I knew exactly inside me that she had made her choice and it wasn't me. Too many expectations created inside my head, perhaps too much hope and too much enthusiasm led me to not be rational anymore, not to see what I had before my eyes.

"- Something is happening between us, something very strong, but to be honest... my heart doesn't belong to you. –"

Her words pounded my brain and it seemed that every word of this sentence was able to cut my heart and reduce it to dust. I never really had a chance, but if there is a serious mistake I made, it was to deceive myself, to ignore reality, to ignore how she looked at him, and he sought her out as they completed each other.

I laid down in the grass of the park near the hotel, trying to put my thoughts in order. I chose this precise spot, under the cherry tree as my personal refuge. This is where I started thinking about her for the first time, when I saw her at her work and tried to play around with her emotions a bit, that's where I realized I felt something deeper for her and not just physical attraction, and here I wrote that song for her, thinking of her eyes.

A song she will never hear or she'll hear it and will never know that it was written for her. 

I lifted my torso, seating down on the grass and took the phone in my hand. I selected a number from the phone book and put the device close to my ear.

- Hi Seijin, listen... there's something you should know. - I apathetically said.

Maybe I'm screwing up but I'm done thinking for others and ignore my desires.

- Sure Yoongi, tell me . - our manager answered from the other side.

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POV YOU

October came and the summer went off exactly as it came: gradually and painting the air with changes.

Melany left for South Korea in September while I haven't seen the boys and Jungkook for two months now. The relationship with Kookie was wonderful, but obviously, what I expected happened: we were getting distanced from each other and not because we wanted to, but because the situation wasn't allowing us to do otherwise.

He was so busy, always in a hurry, always something to do, never a moment just to breathe, and if at the beginning we were talking at least three times a week with enormous efforts from both sides considering the different time zones, at the moment we were lucky if we could hear each other once per week.

I knew he was suffering, I knew that even if he didn't say it, I knew he felt more and more trapped by our relationship, as if it was more of a burden than a joy and that was hurting me a lot.

There is also obviously the fact that, apart from the boys and Melany, no one else knew about us.

If their manager or BigHit had discovered what we were doing, the repercussions would've been terrible, but even worse it would've been if ARMY had come to know of us, so between us there was always a feeling of anxiety, a constant pressure that it prevented both of us from breathing, but tonight I would have stopped our suffering, we had already planned to hear each other and finally speak a little about ourselves.

I arrived home, a house emptied from Melany's absence. The thing I missed most were our morning chats when I would found her in the kitchen with coffee ready, or in the evening, when she was busy stuffing herself with chocolate ice cream as if there was no tomorrow.