I was sitting alone in the flight as the boys apparently had things to discuss and the staff wouldn't let me hear.

Luckily, I was not sitting next to Chanji, but not luckily enough, I was sitting right behind her. Her laugh got on my nerves.. could a person be any louder? I put in my earphones and listened to some music, distracting myself from the urge to kick the seat in front of me.

I got off the plane and followed the staff to the baggage reclaim area. It felt like hours, waiting for my new purple suitcase Hobi also had bought me, to carry some of the endless amount of clothes he had bought for me. He had insisted that I kept some of it.

As I claimed my bag I followed the staff a little further, expecting to spot the boys somewhere.

I need to have one final goodbye

As we reached the exit I stopped.

"So this is it..." I sighed to myself, looking around the airport, my bag and suitcase next to me and staff passing with all sorts of stuff.

The boys were nowhere to be seen, however, I spotted Chanji with her small grey suitcase. My eyes fixed on her as she walked her petty ass towards the exit. She glanced at me shortly, catching the sight of my gaze at her. Her pretty face perked her one eyebrow and sent me a good old 'bitch' face.

I put my hands on my hips and gave her the same bitch face.

Bye, hope I'll never see you again.

Her expression quickly changed to a startled, intimidated one and not soon after, she disappeared behind the exit.

"Yeah, run bitch. I would too if I was you." I chuckled proudly to myself and turned around, bumping into Jungkook's chest.

Oh
Guess he was the reason she almost ran away..

"Hi." I said with an awry and awkward smile.

I stepped back, about two feet between our faces now. Jungkook stood there starring down at me with an unreadable expression.

"Do you want to say something?" I said and got hit by the unexpected response just after.

"I don't like you and I never have."

I furrowed my brows, not knowing why he's saying this. He's joking right? Sadly, I already knew he didn't like me, still I felt a needle prickling my heart hearing the words come out of his mouth. Although I felt like these last few days would have meant something to him. I guess they didn't.

"What do you mean?" I said, forcing a chuckle hiding my discourage.

He sighed and then added, "I think you're annoying."

"Y-you think I'm annoying?" I snorted, crossing my arms.

"Yeah, you wanna hear more?"

My heart stopped by his words. Obviously I didn't want to hear more. Is he blind. Are the tears slowly forming in my eyes invisible to him? The wrinkles on my forehead? My trembling lips?

To be honest being called 'annoying' didn't really hurt me, but the words coming from his mouth...

The person that had been my idol for years. The person I had given my all to support. The only person I thought would never let me down.

"H-how can-" I stuttered, but stopped as the tears was on the edge of falling and made my vision unclear. I felt dumb and naive. And annoying. Because he just told me I was.

Of course he hasn't changed... why would I ever think that.

"I'm glad this tour is over now so I can finally get some rest from you." He said and a tear unwillingly escaped.

"Why are you saying that?" I asked, looking down at my shoes, quickly wiping away the tear.

He took a step closer to me a brushed some hair off my cheek, "I guess you were too naive, perhaps you should've listened to Chanji?" He said and I felt my heart getting stabbed with a knife.

"So it was all fake?" I said, lifting my head to look him in the eyes.

"All of it? How was the way you raged when Chanji threatened me fake?" I pulled my hair, seeking for one last hope..

There's no way he faked all of this...

But his eyes let me down.

"You played me." I said, admitting it to myself.

"That's right." He agreed.

"Fuck you Jungkook." I said and the tears started streaming, my walls not strong enough anymore.

How can he be so cruel. There's no way. What about that day in the hotel lobby? He told me he cared...

I grabbed my bags, turned around and headed towards the exit just wanting to get away.

"Hey heyyy, what happened?" Jimin said, stopping me from exiting the airport.

I caved in and tugged into Jimin's arms that wrapped around me.

"What's wrong?" Jimin said low voiced, stroking my hair and letting me wet his shoulder with my tears.

Everything Jimin...

"It's okay." He comforted me.

I lifted my head to rest my chin on his shoulder, to look at the spot Jungkook just broke my heart. As I opened my puffy eyes, they met Jungkook's. I saw a tear fall from his cheek, just before he turned around and left.

"Come on, I'll get you home." Jimin said and hugged me tighter before breaking the hug.

"We can watch some dramas or something?" He said unsure, but made a slight smile appear on my despaired face.

Maybe it's for the best Jungkook told me that... focus on Jimin, right?

au.n.
I personally hate this chapter, but I have no motivation to rewrite it🤠