A Mutually-Assured Attachment ✔️

Part 24

"What do you want me to listen to huh?!" You shout struggling to break free of his rock hard grip. It was too strong, almost as if it was glued there. "You promised!" You cry, your tone coming out as a whine. "You promised that we'll only be out for a day and now...now look! We spent the whole night together!" You panic, giving up on trying to escape his grip.

"I know but-"

"No you don't! Now Taehyung's gonna think we've fucked!" You groan tirelessly, completely annoyed by Jungkook's childishness.

Jungkook gives you a poker face and let's go of your arm a bit aggressively causing you to stumble back just a little bit. "Are you done?" He rudely said, his face emotionless. "Can I talk now?"

You roll your eyes and groan, finally allowing him to speak. "I know I promised but you did this to yourself." He reveals which makes you frown. How is this my fault? You scoff.

"What?" You shake your head.

"Yes. You were drunk last night because of some stupid guy friend of yours." He rolls his eyes as he recalls last night. He hates Yong and not only because he was your friend but because he wasn't a good guy.

"What friend?" You were perplexed not remembering anything.

"Yong, his name was Yong," he shakes his head in disappointment. "And let me tell you. He was the most disgusting, low-life, bastard, dickhead looking man I've ever met in my whole life!" He clenched his jaw as he threw those words at you with complete venom.

Because you couldn't recall anything from last night or how Yong acted, you assumed Jungkook was being jealous when, in fact, Yong was behaving disrespectfully. He persisted in pressuring you to drink despite the fact that you'd had enough. "Don't say that about my friends," your tone was solemn. "You have no right to say that about him. Blame yourself for being jealous instead of using it as an excuse to call him all those names."

"Excuse me?" A bitter scoff leaves his mouth. "I have the right to call anyone anything I want. I could give less of a damn fuck." He snidely smiled, so evilly that it sparked a bitter character in him.

"Not when he's MY friend." You emphasize.

"I don't care." He coldly replied.

"But I do! Call yourself all those names and leave him out of this!" You scream with frustration.

"I said I don't care! And he deserves to be called all those names! You always find the worst people to make friendships with!" He finally shouts and it comes out as a growl which sickened you.

"Don't shout at me!"

"I will when you act like-" He continued to shout, but you cut him off when you raised your palm and smacked it hard against his cheek, causing his face to twist to the side.

In disbelief, his eyes widened and his mouth slightly opened. As his palm reached his cheek, he cradled it and slowly turned his head back to you, his eyes welled up with pain, pain caused by his heart, not his cheek, as he comprehended how much you despise him now.

You gasp as you realize how unnecessary your action was. Regret runs all over your body when your eyes meet his teary ones. "I'm...I'm sorry-"

"Are you?" He cuts you off, his palm still on his cheek. His voice was shaky. 

"I am-m-"

"NO YOU'RE NOT!" He growls at you, making you flinch, and tears stream down his cheeks. He returned from his office after another diatribe from his father about marrying Yuna, but he anticipated his mood to brighten when he'd see you, yet you kept your hands ready to slap him, further hurting his mood.