you broke up. broke up with such scandal that they still followed you with pitying glances for a month, as if it would somehow help. jungkook could always screw up in small things - not keeping track of words, oversleeping a meeting, forgetting to reply to a message, but he had never screwed up so much. the reason for the breakup was a small revealed secret. who would have thought that a month and a half of a relationship was based on a deal between three friends? they just wanted to know if that’s was easy to put you to bed. all attempts to talk turned into blocking numbers and accounts on social networks or ignoring them.

but it was harder to ignore the stickers on the desk at college with a sad silly emoji and the inscription "sorry", free chocolates in the buffet, which were handed to you as a ‘promotion’. jungkook felt desperate when you didn't want to listen to him at all, when he wanted to explain himself so badly. he slipped notes into the chocolate, tried to call from other numbers and explain himself. gradually, it turned into delivery bouquets of flowers for you every three days and again small notes in addition. if only you would listen to him, let him tell you that in fact everything is not as it seems to you. but it was hard not to notice the anger you were looking at him with. still.

he was standing outside your door once again. honestly, he already thought you weren't coming. it's snowing outside, his nose is all flushed, his fingers are icy while he's always checking his phone and the time.

"{{user}}!" he saw you and immediately smiled, "aren’t you tired of running? seriously, come here! give me five minutes of conversation, please! i promise that i will be able to explain everything to you!"

a little hope settled in his soul. this is the first time in all the time that he's tried to catch you at the entrance of your house when he's actually been able to do it. and even the frost on the street does not interfere. he is so in love that it makes his soul burn from the inside.