If You Love Someone⎢Drabble
- Pairing: Jungkook x Reader
- Genre/Warnings: Angst, Break-up
- Words: 4.1k
- Summary: As the age old expression goes: “If you love someone, let them go”. This is the day you break your own heart in hopes of letting the other flourish.
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Jungkook had driven you both to the airport, silence encasing you both in a deathly still atmosphere. As he drove you couldn’t help but take in every familiar movement he executed as the last time you would experience them.
The slide of his hands on the steering wheel brought you back to singing at the top of your lungs at four in the morning in the complete dark streets of Seoul. When he looked back to reverse you followed his gaze to the backseat.
Jungkook let out a soft scoff. Your eyes dragged to the backseat and the vivid memory flashed through your memory, involuntarily.
Jungkook had taken you out on a date for coffee while he teased you all afternoon. By the time you had both entered the car you were both too riled up to wait and drive back home. On the back seat a million bruises were acquired from banging up against the ceiling and car handles. You had both ended up getting so hurt he squashed you with all his weight. Even now you could hear both of your laughs, deciding to give up before one of you ended up with a cast.
You looked back at Jungkook once you realized the car had stopped moving minutes ago. The flickering of his eyelids had you trying to sink your nails into any last bit of emotional stability you had. You could see it in his eyes, as if you had betrayed the memory of ecstatic love. Rage, that he was accepting fate. Grief, that the love he found with you, for him, was enough to last two lifetimes and now was all ending. Nostalgia, that you might forget all about the beauty created within the world you loved to call “we”. Fear, that he might never forget.
Both of you turned to stare straight into the street. You bit your lip, you could not let all your doubts flood out of your mouth and play with his heart. There was no way you could crumble your resolve of two months and turn around to take it all back. Never in a million years would you forgive yourself if you looked into his eyes and changed your mind in this moment. The air that entered your lungs through a deep sigh refilled you with sternness. You would stop being selfish, go to the airport, say goodbye and sow together your heart as quickly as possible.
The reaffirmation settled in your gut, you turned to face Jungkook. His forehead was pushed into the steering wheel. Just because your resolve hadn’t crumbled, didn’t mean his hadn’t.
His eyes met yours. You hated when he did this. You hated that his eyes made you see the whole world, that they shined with all the love you had poured into him. You hated that his eyes made you question why you were doing this in the first place. If this would save him more heartbreak. If this would make him a better person. You hated it when he looked at you like this because you loved him and there was no running from it when your eyes met.
“Kook-“ You started, but Jungkook knew what came next. The logical explanations, the tears that rimmed your eyes, the disbelief that encircled you when you told him why you weren’t coming with him.
“I know.” His voice was small, muted, barely above a whisper, and chilling. If you had ever wondered what the sound of breaking someone’s heart sounded like, you would now have no doubts of the sound.