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"i should have come earlier.." taehyung said quietly.

"no! no one's blaming theirselves. the one's at fault is kai and my stupidity to come forward to the gun. and that's it!" i exclaimed.

"but (y/n).." taehyung continued.

*THIRD PERSON's POV*
little did they know, the door is opened slightly, and a crying jungkook is silently standing outside the room, listening to their conversation.

"i'm sorry (y/n).. but.. i blame myself."

"you suffered because of me.."

he wiped my tears, and knocked on the door.

"you feeling okay?" jungkook went beside (y/n)

"yah is it just me but is this playboy actually caring for a girl.." lisa whispered to (y/n), but loud enough for the entire room to hear.

"yah!" jungkook answered.

"no.. it's not just you.." (y/n) smiled at jungkook, making his heart flutter.

*Y/N's POV*
"annyeong!!" i said to the boys that just came in the room.

"(y/n)!!" jimin and yoongi ran to hug me.

"yah don't hurt her!" i heard jin scolding behind them.

"awh sorry.." they both said together, breaking the hug.

"hi guys." i waved at the rest of the bangtan.

"how are you?" namjoon came and patted my head, smiling.

"never better."

***

"jungkook." i called him.

the others didn't heard me since they were talking of something else in the couch.

jungkook heard me as he was just paying attention to me.

"mm?"

"why are you so sad?"

"i—- yo—-" he tried to speak, but couldn't.
he just sighed.

"jungkook.. please.. don't blame yourself.." i held his hands.

"no. i won't forgive myself, (y/n). i won't.." he exclaimed.

"you didn't do anything wrong.." i sighed.

"(y/n)!"

he shouted, catching other's attention.
the others stopped talking, and looked at both of us.

"please, (y/n)! why do you always say i did nothing wrong?! i—i always felt guilt in myself!" he continued, tears running down his cheeks.

he then ran out the room.

"j-jungkook.." taehyung said and was about to start ran after him.

"no. leave him." i said, causing taehyung to stop.

"but—"

"he need some time alone. and so do i." i said sternly, and lay down, putting my whole body under the blanket.

the others sighed.
"(y/n)..." i heard lisa said quietly.

i cried silently.

*TAEHYUNG's POV*
jungkookie has been feeling so down, guilt has taken over him.

he always blame himself.

"guys.. just go.. she need to rest.." i reassure a smile.

"are you sure you're fine? you don't want me to watch her while you rest?" lisa stated to me.

"you need to rest too, taehyung.." hoseok hyung grabbed my shoulders.

the others nodded in approval.

"it's okay, i'll take care of her." lisa smiled.

"b-but—-"

"no buts, you're going with us. you need to rest too, taehyung." jimin said, then he grabbed my arm and pull me out the room with the other boys.

*THIRD PERSON's POV*

the next day...

poor (y/n) is still stuck in her bed. taehyung sat beside her, and jungkook on the couch.

(y/n) was thinking hard on how to convince jungkook that he did nothing wrong.

she looked at jungkook and saw him looking down, with a sad face.

(y/n) sighed, as she realised that it will be hard to get the guilty off jungkook.

"o-oh um (y/n). i forgot to tell you.. my mom wants to meet you, she insisted actually. if you don't want, i can stop her.." jungkook suddenly said.

"ah it's okay.. i wanna meet her too—-" (y/n) said, but cutted by the knocks on the door.

jungkook stood up and walked to the door to open it. "mother.."

his mom ignored him and walk inside.

"omo... you are really pretty.." jungkook's mom clasped her hands, as she saw the girl's face.

"a-ah.. annyeonghaseyo.." (y/n) bowed, while still sitting down.

"no need to be so formal.." mrs. jeon smiled sweetly.

"oh hi taehyung! you're here." the older woman glanced at the young man beside (y/n).

"annyeonghaseyo." he bowed at her. "yes, she is my sister."

"oh jinjja?" her eyes lighten up.

mrs. jeon then walked to (y/n)'s side.

"i never got the chance to thank you. thank you for taking care of jungkook that day." mrs.jeon said.

"mrs. jeon, it's really nothing.." (y/n) reassure a smile.

"just call me auntie.."

"ah ye, a-auntie.."

"mom, she need to rest.." jungkook put his hand on his mom's shoulder.

"yes i know, jungkook. i'm about to leave anyway. ah here (y/n)! i brought you donuts!" mrs.jeon put a plastic bag on the table beside (y/n)'s bed.

(y/n)'s eyes lighten up, but still felt bad.

"auntie.. you didn't have too!" (y/n) said, with excited voice.

"jungkook ever told me you like donuts." she winked at (y/n).

"oh..really?" she smirked at jungkook who got frustrated. "anyhow, thank you so much!"

"you are very welcome dear.. now get some rest okie?" mrs. jeon held her hand.

"okay, let's go." jungkook hold his mom's hand and drag her away.

***

jungkook is now walking his mom home.

"she's really beautiful, jungkook." his mom suddenly break the silence.

"(y/n)? y-yeah.."

jungkook blushed.

-to be continued