BTS One shots

Cheater -Jungkook

"I can't believe this" he muttered, pacing around the room.
"You must be happy" he whispered, looking up a little so I could see his tear-filled eyes.
"I'm not, I'm really sorry that this happened" I replied, looking at the ground instead of his accusatory stare.

"She told me she loved me" he whimpered.
"I know, I'm sorry" I repeated, not knowing how to comfort him.
"She lied, again and again but I still believed her" he muttered, pacing faster now. I stayed quiet.

He kept blaming himself, tears ran freely down his face now. I couldn't help the tears from forming in my own eyes, I felt terrible. He sat on the floor, holding his head in his hands. I crouched beside him, trying to stop him from crying.

I put my hand on his arm to try and comfort him but he shrugged it off, only then noticing the cuts and scratches on my arm.
"What are they from?" He asked, grabbing my arm back and pulling it towards him.
"Nothing" I mumbled, trying to resist.
"Tell me" he commanded.
"It was an accident" I said quietly.
"Was it me?" He asked, tracing the cuts lightly with his finger. I nodded slowly, not sure how he'd react.

"Y/n why didn't you tell me?" He asked, looking worried.
"It was an accident" I repeated, pulling my arm away from him.
"Was that last week?" He asked quietly.
"Yes" I whispered. His eyes stared pitifully at me as he remembered what he had done.

"She's hurt you before, and she'll do it again" I said.
"Why don't you trust me, I told you she's changed" he shouted.
"I'm looking out for you, that's all!" I argued back.
"You're just jealous because you've never had a boyfriend" he snarled, storming out of the room and towards the front door. He opened it and I ran up behind him,
"Jungkook, don't leave, we need to talk about this!" I said, but he didn't even look at me.

He slammed the door shut in my face, knocking me over and onto a table. Like a domino effect, a vase fell of the table as I stumbled onto the ground. It smashed and the little pieces cut my arms, but the physical pain was numbed by the mental pain of just losing my best friend. I didn't know how to make it up to him. I cried for him, I cried because I was wrong, I cried because I loved him.

"I should have trusted you" he mumbled, a single tear falling down his cheek.
"I don't know what to say" I whispered.
"You don't have to say anything, let me talk" he replied, turning his body to face me.

"I am so sorry for how I treated you, I should have trusted you and I was wrong, please forgive me" he blurted, regret clear in his voice.
"It's ok" I said, but he shushed me.
"I know how I can make it up to you" he told me with a small smile.

Even though he still had tears in his eyes, his smile shone brighter than ever. I was shocked when his hands wrapped around my waist as he pulled me closer, our faces almost touching.
"Can I kiss you?" He asked softly.
"You better" I whispered.

His lips met mine, it felt like electricity was running all through my body, like this moment was meant to happen, like I had finally found the one. He cut off the kiss by laughing, and I raised an eyebrow, confused by him.
"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that" he said.
"Me too" I replied, smiling like an idiot. At that moment I was the happiest I had ever been, Jungkook is all I have ever needed, and now he was all mine.