In the end, it was Bittersweet - Part.6
You sat on your couch, blanket rolled tightly around you, surrounded by used tissues. You heard the doorbell and tried to get up but found yourself strengthless. You yelled with a hoarse voice “it’s open!”
Jungkook came into the livingroom with a bag in hand. He looked at you with sad eyes as he sat down beside you. “Are you okay?” You felt your throat sting and your eyes wet as you looked at his pale face. Before you knew it, Jungkook had pulled you into his embrace and your tears rolled down your red cheeks.
He soothingly stroked your back as small whimpers escaped your ajar mouth.
He continued to hold you tight until your crying stopped. You leaned back and looked at his face once more. This time you were suprised to find small streaks of tears on his cheeks. You had never seen Jungkook cry before, and you cupped his face without thinking. As your thumbs stroke away the tears he looked down at you with glistening eyes.
His hands found your face as he too, dried your tears.
After a while he smiled as he asked you “so what can we do to distract ourself from this fucked up situation?”
“You know… I kinda wanna blow something up”
“Eehh… what?” He looked at you with furrowed brows and a confused look in his eyes.
“Overwatch stupid. You can snipe everyone with Widow and I can blow everyone up with Junkrat”
His eyes turned soft as a small laugh escaped his throat.
“That is a good distraction indeed"