"Faye, don't do something you'll regret," Hobi speaks as if he just read my mind, "Hear him out. Then you can decide if it's worth it or not."
I nod for the sake of ending the conversation, with no intention of taking a decision yet.
We board the plane and take our seats, waiting for the take-off. Hobi is right. I should hear him out. Since the night of the party, he texted me daily even though I had not replied.
I unlock my phone and scroll through the most recent messages as a reminder of his efforts.
Jungkook (Sunday, 23:45): This was not supposed to happen... I was not supposed to love you like this. When I first met you, I wouldn't have ever imagined that you would be the one I would ache for. The one whose name leaves me with this nostalgic pain. You mean more to me than I ever expected.
I remember I started crying when I read this message for the first time.
Jungkook (Monday, 22:37): I don't know what I'm more afraid of. To see you again or to never see you again.
As far as I'm concerned, to never see you again.
Jungkook (Tuesday, 03:23): Okay, so let's ignore each other. Let's try to pretend the other one does not exist, but, deep down, we both know it wasn't supposed to end like this.
I got that he might have lost some patience here, which is only understandable. But then he sent me this...
Jungkook (Wednesday, 00:31): So you know, I still care. We may not have spoken to each other in a while, but that doesn't mean if my phone lit up with your name tonight, my heart wouldn't skip a beat like it used to. It would.
I was so close to texting him back here. Just to say I also care about him. But then I deleted the message.
Jungkook (Yesterday, 21:14): Nothing has made me sadder than imagining myself not seeing you ever again.
And that is the last text from him.
He is trying so much, and I keep pushing him away. From the guy who used to call instead of sending texts and who couldn't talk about his feelings, he's now doing them both for me.
I am not playing hard to get, nor do I want to have him beg me for forgiveness or whatever. I have mixed feelings because it hurts whenever I think of him, but then I get a message and mellow up.
The flight attendants finish explaining the evacuation procedures, and before I turn my phone on the airplane mode, my screen lights up.
Jungkook (Today, 20:10): How do I say I miss you in a way that will make your heart ache as mine does?
Jesus Christ, what are you doing to me? My fingers are getting itchy, and no matter how much I want to switch off my phone, I swallow my ego and respond.
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