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Save You (Jungkook, OC) Part 2

Forgive me for taking so long in updating this... My mind was preoccupied with other things lol. Anyway, enjoy!

PART 1

Jungkook was now eighteen and he never thought he would ever go through something what most people would call a “crush”.

Having become distant and detached from everyone for a long time could affect you in ways that alters your very being. Jungkook has been so used to avoiding contact with anyone that he had forgotten how it felt like to look at someone…

And not want to look away.

Jungkook tried to forget about her: Olivia Kim, the new girl in his Math class. He didn’t mean to but he found himself stealing glances at her more often than he should; subtly staring and looking away instantly when she turns. It was a good thing he was already an expert at blending into the background and avoiding eye-contact.

He wouldn’t say it was a crush, exactly… more like a fleeting fascination. It's not that he liked her that way (Though she was not at all bad looking, Jungkook thought. With her warm brown eyes and long dark hair… Completely not my ideal type at all.) but he was more curious as to why there were no numbers hovering over her head.

At first Jungkook thought it may have been delayed and that it would eventually show up in a day or two. That happened once a couple of years ago with a little girl he accidentally locked eyes with at a convenience store. Jungkook could remember being thrilled when there were numbers on her, thinking his curse has somehow been miraculously lifted. But a couple of days later, he caught sight of the same girl on his way home from school. She was just about to ride a car and when Jungkook locked eyes with her, he saw it. He deflated; shoulder sagging at the discovery that he could still see those awful numbers. Although he was a bit relieved upon discovering the little girl still had long years to live.

But it's been a week and Olivia’s numbers have yet to come up. Jungkook liked to think he couldn't see them at all now but he knew that was a lie. He could still sense it coming off from everyone…like a stain you can’t really remove.

This was the first time that he has met (well the correct term being "seen" considering they haven't once spoken with each other. Not that Jungkook was planning on it either) someone without it and it's weird considering being human means… we all die.

Unless she isn't human, a voice suggested in his head which he snorted at because this was no time for crazy talk. But Jungkook couldn’t keep wondering about it. When everyone’s numbers seem to be working just fine, here was Olivia just sitting on her chair—numberless.

The only other person whose numbers Jungkook couldn’t see was his, and even he himself wasn’t completely sure why. But he figured it was better that way and opted not to dig deeper into the topic since knowing everyone else’s time of death was enough of a burden. He wasn’t exactly keen on the idea of knowing the exact day that he was going to die either.

"Jungkook, you should help out Olivia."

Jungkook snapped up at the sound of his name, eyes wide like a deer caught in the headlights. He immediately caught sight of the numbers hovering over Mrs. Chan's head and tried to ignore the sinking feeling in his chest when he saw that the woman only had five years left to live.

"Sorry?" He asked stupidly as he looked around and saw his classmates already standing up from their seats, preparing to leave. Jungkook tried to recall when the dismissal bell sounded but couldn't. He figured he was too distracted.

"You and Olivia." She pointed out. "I need you to help her in Math. I thought I'd turn to you since you're the Math genius of the class." She chuckled and before Jungkook could protest, the woman held up her hand. "Not without incentives, of course. Don't worry, Jungkook. This is extra credit work and I'm sure it would look good on your college recommendation letters."

And there it was. Jungkook hated it when his teachers throw in the "college card”, like he couldn't see right through their intentions. They all wanted the same thing: for him to socialise more, to join a club, to make friends...

And other specific things Jungkook can't do.

"I'm sorry. But I... I can't—“

"It's only for this semester, Jungkook." Mrs. Chan said, smiling sweetly. "I'm sure you can sacrifice a bit of your time to help a classmate out."

It's not that, he huffed internally, wanting to tear his hair out in frustration because he couldn’t explain the true reason behind his reluctance to accept.

It's not that I don't want to help..., he thought.

It's just too risky.

"Please, Mrs. Chan. Thank you but I think we can tell when someone doesn't really want to do something."

Jungkook was surprised at the voice that spoke up, unaware of another presence in the room. He turned slowly and saw the last (and maybe first, but he won't ever admit it) person he wanted to see.

Olivia was biting her lip, looking a little embarrassed. It didn't occur to him that she was standing behind him all this time while Mrs. Chan pleaded for him to help her out in Math.

Jungkook gave her a one-over, surveying her green blouse and jeans. He thought he looked exceptionally pretty today...

Wait, what?

"Ahem." Jungkook looked up to the sound of someone clearing their throat and was surprised to see Olivia staring daggers at him.

"I—“ Jungkook stammered, wanting to apologize for staring so rudely but ended up looking away and clearing his throat instead, feeling his ears warm up from embarrassment.

Olivia stared at him for a second longer before moving her gaze back to the teacher. "And besides, I'm sure there are others who would be willing to help me out. Maybe someone smarter."

Jungkook's head snapped towards her so fast he thought he would've gotten a whiplash.

Excuse me, he wanted to say.

“I mean, if he was really the best…he wouldn’t be so scared to help someone out considering it’s his subject of expertise.”

Jungkook scoffed unknowingly at that and was instantly embarrassed when Mrs. Chan gave him a look.

Is she actually taunting me? He thought incredulously as he clenched his right hand.

"Isn't that right... Jungkook?"

Jungkook's breath seemed to hitch at the sound of his name coming out of her mouth. He looked at her then and their eyes met in a challenging gaze.

Wow she totally is, Jungkook thought as nobody budged. It was almost pathetic: their little staring game. As if that gesture would make him change his mind.

Well it did.

Jungkook was actually taking the bait. He was the smartest guy in class and there's no way he was going to let her get away with what she just said.

Right then he decided he wasn't going to let her trample over his pride.

"Just for the whole semester, right?" He asked and Mrs. Chan's face lit up like a Christmas tree. He turned towards Olivia who had a mildly surprised look on her face, not expecting him to agree and take her bait.

"Yes, just for this term Jungkook." And just like that he agreed with a curt nod. He glanced at Olivia shortly, and then smirked when he saw the surprise still present on her face.

He glanced up slightly, seeing her numbers still absent no matter how hard he willed them to show.

Very odd, he thought before walking away and leaving the room; secretly wishing it stays that way and that her numbers don't ever show up.

~~~

Olivia was seventeen and wished she didn't have to move to a new place.

It would've been okay but she was in the middle of high school for god’s sake and having to move just before her senior year really sucked especially when she had to leave so much behind. She should’ve been preparing for prom with her friends, not getting used to a new house, a new school, a new life.

She was having a crisis and she couldn’t do anything about.

Her father got a new job in this city and she couldn’t be more proud and happy for him for getting promoted. She could still recall how happy he was when he told her the news; how his face lit up like stars the way it used to…

But her happiness was only short lived for right after, he told her about their plans of moving away. Olivia couldn’t say anything considering A: she was only seventeen and she can’t exactly live on her own yet. And B: she’s the only family his father got left after her mother passed away a couple of years ago.

“I know you’re in the middle of high school, but this could be a good start for us.” His father explained and Olivia could hear the hidden message behind his statement:

This could help us move on.

And who was she to say no if this was going to help her father? Her father who had dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep and doing too much overtime at work; whom she had heard crying a few times at night when he thought she was already sleeping.

They needed this and Olivia would be supportive no matter what.

She just wished it had been easier.

She just wished school didn’t have Math and that she didn’t suck at it enough for her teacher to assign her a tutor.

I just wish my tutor wasn’t so cold, she had thought the moment Mrs. Chan called in the boy who always sat at the very back of the classroom. The one who seemed to be sleeping half the time and never participated in class discussions yet still managed to get the highest grade.

The boy her teacher called Jungkook. And currently, the boy who just walked away after agreeing to tutor her in Math.

“Well to be honest? I wasn’t expecting him to say yes.” Mrs. Chan chuckled before giving her a small smile. “He’s a sweet boy, Olivia. Don’t worry.”

Olivia bit her lip to keep from saying that she could only see bitterness clouding over the guy. She supposed she had been a little harsh when she taunted him. And she didn’t mean to be mean, but she needed the help and if she wanted to pass this class, she needed help from the smartest kid in class. And it seemed that Jungkook was the guy and he already had “no” written all over his face before Mrs. Chan could even fight for her case.

“He’s very… reserved.” Mrs. Chan explained. “As I’m sure you’ve noticed. So it would be best if you’re the one who approached him first regarding your tutoring schedules."

Olivia nodded and thanked her before sprinting out the door to catch up with Jungkook. Luckily, she was able to catch him by his locker down the hall. She watched him for a while, finally getting a good look at him.

First thing she noticed was that he was tall; with long legs and broad shoulders. A good physique but unfortunately wasted with the way he’s always hunched over and slouching.

The next was: Jungkook was actually good-looking; cute with big doe-eyes. Olivia thought he would’ve been school crush material if he had given a bit of his time in dressing well or maybe combing his hair once in a while… or making an effort to actually smile.

“Uh. Hi.” Olivia started as she approached him. Jungkook glanced at her briefly then returned his gaze to his locker. Olivia bit her lip and decided not to take it the wrong way. “O—kay. So I’m—“

"We can work after class. Monday's through Wednesday's at the library, 5 P.M. sharp.” Jungkook said before shutting his locker close and giving her a curt glance. Olivia’s mouth was slightly open, surprised by his straightforwardness. Jungkook, on the other hand, merely stared her down with a levelled gaze before continuing. “If you're late, don't expect me to wait for you.”

Olivia closed her mouth and cleared her throat. She looked at him and saw that he was still staring, realizing too late that he was waiting for a reply.

“Oh! Um. Yeah, okay. I mean 5 P.M. sounds good. At the library…”

Jungkook nodded. "We can start next week.”

“Why not tomorrow? It’s Wednesday…”

Jungkook gave her a look before shrugging. "If you want.”

“I want to.” She nodded and Jungkook blinked once before nodding as well.

“Okay. See you tomorrow, then.” He turned to leave but Olivia reached out and tugged at his sleeve; stopping him.

She frowned when he saw the way he flinched. She figured he didn't like being touched so she let go immediately. "Sorry, I—“

Jungkook looked down at his sleeve then at her, raising his eyebrows questioningly.

“I just wanted… to say thank you,” she let out, feeling a little breathless for no apparent reason. “For doing this and for helping me out when you didn't really have to."

Jungkook just stared, his lips pressed in a thin line as she continued. "And I guess I also wanted to apologize a while ago," she said. "I didn't mean to be rude. I just, I really needed the help and—“

“It’s fine.” He interrupted, already turning away. “Bye, Olivia.”

“Wait!”

“What?” He snapped as he half turned in annoyance. Olivia felt a little guilty for keeping him.

“I'm sorry. You can just call me Liv. And uh...—“ she bit her lip. “Can I get your number? I mean, for tutoring purposes. You know... if one of us has an emergency and can’t make it—“

Jungkook looked like he was contemplating real hard before answering, "Like I said, 5 P.M. sharp. We can have a fifteen-minute grace period, if you like. After that, if any of us is not there yet, consider the session cancelled.”

Olivia tried not to linger on the fact that he just pretty much declined her request for his number but decided that maybe he just doesn’t trust strangers with his personal contact. “Oh okay. Cool. Thanks. I’ll…see you tomorrow, I guess?"

Jungkook nodded curtly before finally walking away; leaving Olivia standing there in the hall, wondering what's up with her mysterious classmate, Jungkook.

~~~

Olivia ran.

Rain poured hard from the skies and she could feel her skin, slick with sweat, mingling with rainwater. Her hair was damp and her shirt was already sticking to her body but she continued to run.

Step. Splat. Step. Splat.

Her shoes waded through the wet pavement and she might have been crazy to be running on wet floors but she had to find him.

Turning the corner, she almost slipped if it weren’t for hand instantly stretching out to hold firmly against the brick wall. She stopped to catch her breath, crouching down with her hands firm against her knees. The rain continued to pour and she could see headlights flashing against her closed eyelids.

She counted to five before opening her eyes. She gasped as her vision cleared, gaze settling on a familiar form on the other side of the street.

Her eyes widened and tears threatened to spill from her eyes as she saw him across the street, wearing a black shirt and red backpack slung over his broad shoulders.

He looked to his right before stepping off the side street and began to cross.

She called out to him.

He looked up.

Beep!!!

Flash!

“NO!!!”

~~~

Olivia woke up with a start, sweat beading down her forehead and against the side of her face. She placed a hand over her racing heart; feeling like she had just ran a marathon.

Running.

She was always running in her dreams.

Olivia couldn’t remember when the dreams started. She couldn’t recall it’s beginnings nor has she ever deciphered it’s meaning.

It was always the same one: with her running through the rain then tuning the street to lock eyes with a boy whose face she could never remember no matter how many times she has woken up to the same dream.

He had no face yet she knew it was the same boy. She felt it was him every single time.

Olivia ran a hand over her face and swung her legs to the edge of her bed to stand. She figured a glass of water would help calm her nerves.

As she walked down to the kitchen, the vividness of her dream begins to blur, like an ill memory willed to be forgotten…

But the memory of the boy’s eyes remained clear as glass even in her awakened state; the fear in his eyes she could recall so vividly, right before the bright lights flashed.

~~~

"And that's how you get 5.46. You just have to apply this formula then divide it by two."

Olivia scrunched her eyebrows, feeling her brain turning into mush. Jungkook was patient as he explained the steps one by one—not missing a single detail. They've been doing the tutoring session for several weeks now and Olivia had come to know Jungkook a little bit better despite his quiet demeanour.

(Emphasis on “a little bit”)

Olivia was naturally friendly and social and could practically get anyone to warm up to her in under an hour. But warming up to Jungkook, however, proved to be an even harder feat than taking intermediate Math.

Jungkook was too quiet—aloof, and would only speak to her if it’s a subject related to Math or school in general.

Olivia believe you could tell a little bit about a person in the way they dressed or the things they owned. Jungkook almost always wore black or one of those white shirts that seemed to be too big for his figure. The fact that he carries around the same gray backpack didn’t really give her much to analyze on either.

Jungook was literally a walking mystery. And Olivia was slightly getting tired of figuring him out.

“I think we can call it a day.” Jungkook suddenly said when Olivia finished the last of the exercise he had given her. “You did okay today.”

Olivia tried not to snort at that. “Okay” was probably the closest thing to a compliment Jungkook has ever given her. She looked up and saw him already standing from his seat and gathering his belongings.

Olivia bit her lip, unsure what on earth she was thinking when she blurted, “Hey Jungkook? Are you busy later?”

The library was already quiet as it is, but with Jungkook pausing and turning to stare at her like she has just spoken to him in a different language, the silence was almost deafening.

“Why?” He asked. “Do you need more time to review…?”

“No, I—“ Olivia shook her head, her hand gripping the pencil so tightly she feared she might break it. She wasn’t sure either what came over to ask such a thing.

Because you wanted to get to know him once and for all, a small part of her brain said.

Jungkook looked at her expectantly and Olivia thought since it was already out there, she might as well finish what she started.

“I’m just…really hungry.” She sighed and Jungkook’s eyes rose slightly. “I was wondering if you wanted to grab some McDonalds... My treat!” She added at the last minute, as if bribery was the only way to get him to say yes.

Olivia held her breath for an answer. She could almost feel the “no” resonating through Jungkook’s blank stare. He always seemed like he had somewhere else to be and was almost always in a rush to leave; their sessions always ending on the dot. So Olivia was sure he would say—

“Sure.”

Olivia sighed in defeat, and then perked up when she realized she had heard him wrong.

“Wait, what?”

“I said sure.” Jungkook simply said as he placed his Math textbook into his backpack. He slung one of the straps onto his right shoulder and looked at her expectantly. “You coming?”

It took Olivia about ten seconds to gather her things and follow Jungkook out of the library; feeling fulfilled at having her mystery tutor finally agree to do more than just teach her about fractions and integers.

“I’m ready, let’s go!” She said as she went towards him, practically bouncing like a puppy. Jungkook merely looked at her then, shook his head slightly before turning and walking ahead.

Olivia stood there dumbfounded—floored, really.

Was it just me? Or Jungkook actually smiled?

~~~

The trip to McDonalds was short. It was, after all, just a few blocks down from the campus. But the silence that surrounded them as they walked the streets made it seem like the roads stretched on forever.

I can’t do this, Olivia thought helplessly just as she sidestepped Jungkook and turned to face him. Jungkook stopped, surprised when he was suddenly face to face with her but before he could speak, Olivia began walking backwards.

“So,” She held the straps of her backpack as she continued to walk backwards. “You’ve been in this town for how long?”

Jungkook gave her a worrying look. “Can you not do that?”

“Why?”

“You could trip and fall—“

“Please, I’m a pro at this.” She smirked though Jungkook didn’t look like he believed it one bit. “Anyway, how long?”

When she kept walking, Jungkook sighed and thought it was hopeless. He knew how determined she could be from the way he watched her answer all those problem exercises. The girl would fight to explain her answer even if she was wrong.

Somehow, that made Jungkook smile. He admired that trait of hers: the strength to speak one’s mind.

“All my life.” He muttered, glancing down slightly to make sure she wasn’t stepping on uneven path.

“Whoa, really? That’s cool. Do you have siblings?”

“A brother.” He answered again and Olivia was thrilled. This was the most she had gotten out of him. She wondered what he had eaten this morning to be this way. She wanted to know so she could buy more of it for him.

“I don’t have a brother or a sister.” She replied while Jungkook merely shrugged.

“Doesn’t really make a difference whether you have one or not.” He muttered and Olivia paused, sensed something dark in his tone.

“Of course it does! It’s…less lonely. I wished I had a sibling. What’s your brother like?”

Jungkook looked away then and sighed heavily. “He… he’s much older than me so we never close. He works in the US as an engineer…” Sadness clouded over Jungkook’s face but it was so brief Olivia wondered if she even saw that right. “I haven’t seen him in years.”

This time, Olivia stopped and looked at him. “So who do you live with?”

Jungkook shrugged, “I live alone.”

Olivia’s eyes turned wide as saucers. “Is that even legal? You’re what? Seventeen?!”

“I’m eighteen.” Jungkook corrected and just like that the discussion ended. Olivia often forgot she started schooling much earlier than most kids, causing her to be a bit younger than her classmates.

“Oh okay well then—whoa!” Just like Jungkook had predicted, Olivia actually tripped on uneven path. She prepared for impact but it never came, for Jungkook was already reaching out and pulling her towards him. She stumbled forward, right onto his chest and the impact knocked the breath out of her.

She looked up and their eyes met. And for the first time, Olivia felt her lungs stopped functioning.

Jungkook’s eyes weren’t black as his soul as what most of her classmates believed (the boy wore so much black they assumed he was part of some cult).

They were warm brown; like dirt against your bare feet as you run across a field…

Hand in hand, wearing a flimsy white dress, she looked up with a smile and just as she had expected, he was already looking down at her—his eyes reflecting pure love and adoration.

His eyes…

Wait, what?

Olivia blinked and backed away so fast it’s almost like she had just been electrocuted. She was terrified by her thoughts, unsure where they had come from.

“You okay?” Jungkook asked, looking slightly worried by her shaken form.

Olivia looked at him and saw the boy who has been tutoring her Math for weeks now; seeing nothing different and yet…

He felt like a whole different person.

“Fine.” She smiled tightly and shook her head when Jungkook gave her a doubtful look. “I’m fine, just… thought of something. Wow I must really be starving!” She joked as to lessen the awkwardness before turning away and walking ahead.

Olivia was unable to look him in the eyes after that.

~~~

A few more weeks passed and Jungkook felt something turn like a switch with regards to his relationship with Olivia.

Olivia made him forget. She made him forget that he was alone; that he had this weird ability of seeing the exact time of a person’s death.

He often found himself watching her; memorizing her smile and even the way she would scrunch her nose in distaste whenever she was faced with a difficult Math problem. Jungkook liked the way she laughed—even if she snorted sometimes. It was supposed to be funny but Jungkook only found it endearing.

Jungkook liked her determination and couldn’t help but feel proud whenever she passed a test; when she turned back to look at him in the classroom, waving her test paper with the B- written in red ink at the top right corner of the page.

It wasn’t just the fact that he couldn’t see her numbers at all; a mystery he’d rather not crack and hoped wouldn’t dare change. But Olivia had somehow made him feel like he could finally breathe—like he could finally see the light after hiding under hoodies and looking away from people’s faces.

With Olivia he could see. With Olivia, he could stare for as long as he wanted without feeling afraid—without feeling the weight of guilt whenever he was faced with the numbers hovering over people’s heads.

With Olivia, he could be normal.

And he might be naïve, his feelings unbounded by experience or valid reason. He may be like a moth drawn to a flame, unashamedly following the light he has been deprived of for so long…

But Jungkook has never felt so alive. And as crazy as it sounds, he couldn’t deny that he was already falling in love with her.

~~~

Trips to McDonald’s became some sort of a ritual even long after the tutoring sessions ceased. Olivia had found a friend in Jungkook and he in her; a pairing the whole school was frazzled by.

The two of them would often meet at the library still, be it to study together or to talk about books they’ve read or movies they’ve watched. Jungkook was a big fan of anime while Olivia was an avid reader of Manga. They seemed to get along with the things they liked and it was a big factor in making their relationship grow…

“Math was horrible.”

Jungkook chuckled as he looked up from his sketchpad, watching Olivia slam her book down on the table before taking her seat right across from him. “I don’t know how you do it.”

“Hey didn’t you get a B in the previous test?”

“Yeah, because of you.” She pointed out and Jungkook blushed. “Just because I’m barely alright in Math now doesn’t mean I have to like it.”

Jungkook smiled, showing his bunny teeth which made Olivia smile wider. She liked it when he smiled like that—too happy and cute for his own good.

At the thought she suddenly felt shy, knowing she would be lying if she said she wasn’t crushing on their resident mystery boy. Big time.

But she knew she had to hold herself back. It took a while to get Jungkook to talk to her. and surely hasn’t been easy breaking into his walls. She wasn’t sure how the boy would take it if she confessed that she liked him like that. She might just find herself rejected and shut out again, and the thought terrified her.

Though Olivia allowed herself to dream; often wondering what it would be like to simply hold his hand.

Little did he know that Jungkook thought the same way.

“What are you doing anyway? It’s Friday, no home work!” Olivia reached out to grab the sketchpad and Jungkook was mildly distracted by her smile that he actually let her.

Big mistake.

“No—wait!”

But it was already too late.

Olivia knew Jungkook could draw but what she saw on the paper, drawn in charcoal, was beyond what she would call great. She blushed a bright pink upon the realization of what it was he had drawn.

“Liv, I can explain—“ Jungkook stuttered.

Olivia couldn’t believe it; for staring right back at her was a sketch of her eyes, perfectly capturing every single detail it felt like she was looking through a mirror.

“It’s…really good.” She swallowed before returning it to him. Jungkook sighed and took it back, closing the sketchbook shut before she could see anything else he had drawn. Specifically the one’s inspired by her.

“I…” Jungkook’s ears were turning red and Olivia could see him retreating and building up those walls she had worked so hard to bring down.

So before he could hide, she said, “Hey, it’s really good. You really captured my eyes.”

Jungkook relaxed slightly at her words but shook his head. “No… I could never get your eyes right.”

“Oh??” Olivia tilted her head to the side, eyes questioning.

“They’re too deep…too…” Beautiful, Jungkook wanted to say but shut his mouth instead, not wanting to make things more awkward or sound like a complete creep.

“Well they look pretty good to me.” Olivia shrugged before standing up.

“That’s cause you are pretty.” Jungkook muttered shyly; eyes locked on his sketchpad on the table.

Olivia felt her heart skip a beat at his words. Literally. “W—what?”

It took a few seconds before Jungkook replied, looking up at her with a gaze so determined that she couldn’t seem to look away.

“I said you’re pretty.” He said. “And you’re smart and funny… and I just—!“ he huffed and Olivia was stunned by his outburst. “I’m sorry! I just had to tell you that I think you’re pretty great.”

Olivia stared at him, seeing the determined glint in his eyes which was a sharp contrast to his blushing face.

“Oh god you think I’m a creep.” Jungkook said with a grimace. “I’m sorry. Forget I said anything. It’s stupid. Just—mmm!” Jungkook stopped when something warm engulfed his lips and it took a split second for him to realize that Olivia had leant over the desk and kissed him.

It was just a peck but enough to make Jungkook’s insides tingle. The kiss was everything he expected it to be: warm and soft. And she smelled so good Jungkook felt himself dizzy.

Too bad it was only short and when Olivia leant back, Jungkook found himself leaning close, chasing after her lips once more.

“I think you’re pretty great too.” She whispered and Jungkook felt like he was walking on clouds.

“Yeah?” He asked teasingly as his lips ghosted over her lips once more.

“We’re in the library…” Olivia warned, but didn’t move to hold herself back.

“Do I look like I give a fu—“ Olivia kissed him before he could finish his sentence and Jungkook was quick to respond by snaking his hand to her neck, deepening the kiss.

It was, hands down, the best night of his life.

~~~

Jungkook walked Olivia to the bus stop that night, their hands intertwined with silly grins plastered on their faces.

“Are you going home?” She asked and Jungkook glanced at her with a slight smirk.

“Is that an invitation?” He teased, earning a jab to his rib. He chuckled as he squeezed her hand once; still unbelieving he was actually holding it. “Yeah. Home sound like a good idea.”

“See you tomorrow?” She grinned at him as they reached the bus stop. Instead of answering her, Jungkook pulled her in for another lingering kiss. Olivia smiled into it, wondering that for someone who didn’t like making friends and spends most of his time alone, Jungkook was a hell of a kisser.

“I’m guessing that’s a yes.” She mumbled, dazed from the kiss. The bus arrived just in time and she was slightly disappointed at that. Jungkook saw through it and chuckled then leant close to kiss her on the nose.

“Bye.” He said as he nudged her towards the bus.

‘Bye.” Olivia said as she waved goodbye before finally boarding the bus.

It was almost cruel the way the world works when she climbed up the steps and looked back at him, smiling and giving him one last wave.

Their gazes locked for a brief moment.

Jungkook moved to wave back when something caught his eyes. The smile faltered from his lips and his hand that was supposed to wave back lay limp on his side, unable to move.

The bus doors closed before Olivia could notice the change in Jungkook’s expression. The vehicle began to move, leaving Jungkook in the dark street as dread spread across his chest, like an ice brinicle had touched him. Smoke puffed out of his mouth as he gasped; knees buckling and breathing turning shallow.

He looked at the street, eyes shaking with unshed tears as he watched the bus disappearing from view; getting smaller…and smaller until it was nowhere in sight.

But Jungkook couldn’t forget…

He saw it.

He saw Olivia’s numbers.

To be continued.

Lol another plot twist I know. haha What do you guys think will happen? Let me know! Hope you enjoyed the update!

- Kaye Allen

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