Jungkook Waiting For Jimin To Realize He Didn't Get Out Of The Car To Go Shopping With Him

jungkook waiting for jimin to realize he didn't get out of the car to go shopping with him 😂

Hug Me, Make Me Feel Again

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〖Warnings〗➤ Not proof read (false) If you saw this before editing, no you didn't.

〖Genre〗⥤ Angst, Fluff

〖Pairing〗⥤ Best Friend!Bangchan x Gn!Reader

〖Word Count〗⥤ 1K

〖Networks〗⥤ @kflixnet @k-films @k-labels

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Chan was about to retire to bed for the night when the doorbell to his apartment rang. He stops in the hallway and turns to the front door, surprised. Who could be visiting him at this hour? Chan walks over to the door and is even more surprised when he opens it and finds you standing there, your head hung low with your shoulders shaking lightly.

“Y/n? What are you-” Chan begins to ask but his question dies on his tongue when you lift your head to look up at him. Your eyes are red, your cheeks puffy and stained with tears. Without asking any more questions, Chan wraps his arms around you and pulls you into his apartment.

The moment the door shuts behind you, you break down, latching onto his shirt and sobbing into his shoulder. Chan holds you, patting your head softly and trying to calm you with comforting words. “Hey hey it's okay. You're here with me now. You're okay, you're okay.” The words don't seem to reach your ears as you grip onto him tighter, as if he were to disappear if you let go.

Chan stands there with you. He let's you cry and shake in his arms, hugging you tightly and continuing to whisper words of comfort in your ears. He hates seeing you like this. While you were an emotional person, the simple sight of a mother dog and her pups being enough to bring tears to your eyes some days, they were happy tears. They were always happy tears.

You were the sun incarnate, his energetic best friend. A person with a smile so radiant it lights up any room. Someone with eyes so bright you'd think there were real stars in them.

There were times you'd get sad and angry, just like everyone else but it usually took a lot to get you to that point. It's only rarely and far in between you'd break down like this. Chan can hardly remember the last time you've broken down like this in his arms.

It takes a while for you to start calming down, the tremors in your shoulders and sobs retching from your throat subsiding to light trembling and soft hiccups. “Do you want to sit down?” Chan asks, barely above a whisper. You nod against his shoulder. He guides you over to his couch and sits you down, the familiar softness of the cushions pulling a sigh from your lips. As Chan pulls away from you, attempting to go to the kitchen you grab onto his wrist.

It breaks his heart to see your usually bright face overcome with so much sorrow. He wishes he could take all your woes away. Or take you away from all your pain so that shining smile he adores so much can never leaves your face again.

But he can't.

You're both incredibly busy people and you don't even live that close to each other. For you to find your way here at such a late hour, it almost pains Chan to imagine what hurt you so much. He has a vague idea but he hopes he's really hoping he's wrong.

He looks down and meets your wide eyes. His own eyes softening at the desperation within them. “I'm only going to get you some water. I'm not going anywhere else, I promise” he explains calmly. Your grip on his wrist tightens for only a second before you nod slowly and let his wrist slip from your grasp allowing him to get the water.

Chan lets you drag him onto the couch and settles down beside you. He lets you curl up into his side, resting your head on his chest and pulling your knees to your own. The arm you grabbed is wrapped around your shoulder, you still holding onto it and beginning to play with his fingers for comfort. Chan takes his free hand and uses it to pat your head gently, an action he knows comforts you.

He can feel your eyes on him as he grabs a glass from the cupboard and fills it with some water. He comes back and gives the water to you with a soft smile. You nod to him as a thank you and take the water from him. You swallow the liquid so fast Chan worries it'll go down the wrong way and choke you. Luckily it doesn't. You place the glass on the coffee table and take a hold of Chan's hand again, pulling him towards you.

A comfortable silence falls over you both for a while, Chan leaving room for you to speak up when you're ready too. When it seems like you won't speak if he doesn't say anything Chan finally speaks. “Do you want to tell me what happened Y/n?” He asks carefully, the concern in his voice evident. You grumble, squeezing his larger hand with both of yours. “Same as always…” Chan immediately understands and sighs deeply.

He doesn't let his frustrations show, rather settling it down by focusing on the feeling of you pressed to his side. He really wishes he could take you away from there. He hates the way that place is slowly but surely draining the life from you. It's hard to notice behind your blinding smile and contagious energy, but Chan sees it.

He sees the way the light in your eyes dims once the attention isn't on you. He sees the way your smile doesn't always reach your eyes. He sees the all too familiar tremble of your hands when exhaustion plagues your body, despite your attempts to hide it behind exaggerated actions.

Chan sees you. And it hurts him. Because he can't do anything more for you.

“Is there really no way for you to leave?” He asks, a twinge of desperation in his tone despite his attempt to remain calm. You shake your head. “I'm trying but…it takes time…a lot of time.” You sigh, cuddling more into him. Chan sighs, he squeezes your hands that's still holding his own. “But will you last that long?” He mumbles, his lips forming into an unconscious pout.

Chan knows you're strong. To have held on this long and to continue to hold on despite everything that's thrown your way is something he's dealt with before and he knows how hard it can be. He marvels at your resolve to remain standing and walk through the madness instead of succumbing to it, in hopes you'll be able to walk freely one day.

He's so proud of you.

But he’s still worried for you.

“I'll be okay,” You reassure him. “When things get this bad, I know I can always come to you. I know you'll always be here for me, so I'll be okay.”

Chan sinks further into the couch and lets you sink further into him. He pulls you closer and presses his face into your hair. “You'll be okay. I'll be here with you. Every step of the way. Things will get better and then you'll be okay.” He says, rubbing your arm. You hum in agreement, letting yourself melt in his embrace.

Chan feels his heart constrict in his chest. A painful tugging, like something is trying to rip it open. You may be able to come to him now, but he's sure there'll be times he isn't here for you. He's sure there were times in the past he wasn't there for you that you haven't told him about. Because before he realized what was happening, you kept it all to yourself. You never once shared your woes with others.

A small smile rises to your face as you close your eyes and let his hug engulf you. The hug is warm, filled with comfort and reassurance. He'll always be here with you, one way or another and that's enough for you. The dull ache in your chest subsides and the fire in your heart begins to burn again.

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Note: Self indulgent blurb I wrote super quick this morning. Uhh, enjoy my hurt? I guess...[by 🐻]

[Edit: Came back to edit this because I knew it needed some work since I rushed to post it after writing it this morning...[by 🐻]

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