Angst Prompt: "Too Late for Us"

The rain poured mercilessly, drenching the bloodstained ground beneath you. The metallic scent of iron filled the air, but all you could focus on was the man lying motionless in your arms.

Jungkook.

The name echoed in your mind like a broken record, but he wasn’t responding. His breathing was shallow, his once fierce, unyielding eyes now half-lidded, barely clinging to consciousness. The war you both waged against each other had finally come to an end—but not the way you had ever imagined.

You had won.

And it felt like the worst kind of loss.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” you choked out, pressing your trembling hands against the bullet wound in his chest. Blood seeped through your fingers, hot and unforgiving, as if punishing you for all the choices that led to this moment.

Jungkook let out a weak chuckle, the sound rough and pained. “Didn’t think… you cared,” he murmured, lips stained red. “Guess I was wrong.”

Tears blurred your vision as you shook your head. “Stop talking like that. You’re not dying, Jungkook. You can’t die.”

His fingers twitched before he reached up, his touch ghosting over your cheek, smearing warmth across your skin. “Funny,” he rasped, a small, bitter smile playing on his lips. “All this time… I thought we had more of it.”

You let out a broken sob, gripping onto him tighter as if that alone could hold him here. “I should’ve stopped this. I should’ve—”

“Shh,” he whispered, barely audible now. “You were always too stubborn.” His eyes softened, even as his body trembled. “Maybe… in another life.”

“No,” you said immediately, voice cracking. “Not in another life, Jungkook. This one. We were supposed to figure this out in this life.”

But as his breathing slowed, as the light in his eyes began to fade, the cruel realization finally crashed over you.

You had spent so long fighting him, hating him, refusing to acknowledge what had always been there. And now, at the very moment you were finally ready to admit it—