Chapter 15 - THE CONFRONTATION

🖤 Jungkook:

"You should've told me."

🩷 Y/N:

"Told you what? That I talked to Taehyung?"

He laughed bitterly.

🖤 Jungkook:

"ALL NIGHT?"

You clenched your jaw.

🩷 Y/N:

"We didn't do anything. We just talked."

Jungkook stepped closer.

Too close.

🖤 Jungkook:

"Why him? Why not me?"

You blinked, confused.

🩷 Y/N:

"What?"

🖤 Jungkook:

"When something's wrong… why don't you come to me?"

You frowned.

🩷 Y/N:

"Because… you're not my emotional support. You're my patient."

He looked like you slapped him.

A beat of silence.

Then Jungkook whispered:

🖤 Jungkook:

"Is that all I am to you?"

You inhaled sharply.

He took another step toward you.

🖤 Jungkook:

"Tell me honestly, Y/N.

Do I really mean nothing?"

You steadied your breathing.

Then spoke calmly:

🩷 Y/N:

"You matter to me.

But not in the way you're imagining."

He froze.

You continued, gently but firmly:

🩷 Y/N:

"You're concerned about me.

And that's sweet.

But I am still a straight line for you — don't worry."

He blinked rapidly.

Then looked down at the floor.

🖤 Jungkook (soft, defeated):

"I didn't want to be a line."

Something in your chest tightened — sympathy, not romance.

You exhaled.

🩷 Y/N:

"Kook… you'll understand your own feelings soon.

But right now, you're mixing everything.

Pressure, jealousy, stress."

He let out a shaky breath.

You placed a hand on his arm — gentle, reassuring.

🩷 Y/N:

"I'm not choosing him over you.

I'm just choosing myself."

Jungkook closed his eyes.

A single tear fell — quiet, exhausted.

You wiped it with your thumb without thinking.

🖤 Jungkook (whispers):

"Can we… still be okay?"

You nodded softly.

🩷 Y/N:

"Only if you stop hurting yourself like this."

He gave a tiny, broken smile.

🖤 Jungkook:

"I'll try."

🌙Yoongi Watching From The Door

He leaned against the doorframe secretly.

Smiling a little.

🤍 Yoongi (muttering):

"These kids are exhausting."

Then he walked away quietly.

Leaving you and Jungkook standing together —

not fixed, but no longer breaking apart.

The hallway outside the stadium felt unusually cold that night.

You and Yoongi were walking side-by-side, quietly talking about the upcoming national camp schedule. His shoulder occasionally brushed yours—nothing intentional, just the natural closeness of two people who were comfortable with each other.

But to someone watching from a distance… it looked different.

And that someone was Jeon Jungkook, standing near the exit, jaw tight, gym bag slung over one shoulder.

He froze the moment he saw Yoongi lean closer and tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear—an innocent, friendly gesture he'd done a hundred times before.

But tonight?

Tonight it hit Jungkook like a punch.

"You two seem… close."

You turned, startled when Jungkook's voice cut through the silence.

He wasn't smiling. Not even the polite half-smile he usually wore around you.

His eyes were sharp, scanning both of you.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow.

"Relax, kid. We were just talking."

Jungkook's jaw flexed.

"I didn't ask what you were doing. I just made an observation."

You blinked.

"Jungkook, why do you sound mad?"

"I'm not mad," he said immediately—too immediately.

Then under his breath, "I just didn't expect…"

He didn't finish the sentence.

Yoongi smirked slightly.

"What? Didn't expect Y/N to have friends outside your training schedule?"

Jungkook shot him a look.

"Hyung, that's not what I meant."

You stepped forward a little, worried.

"Jungkook… are you okay?"

He looked at you—really looked—and for a second, something unsettled flickered across his expression.

Possessiveness.

Confusion.

Something uninvited.

He blinked it away quickly.

"I'm fine," he muttered. "Just… thought you were going home."

Yoongi slipped his hands into his pockets.

"I'm dropping her. It's late."

Jungkook stiffened again.

"Since when do you drop her home?"

Yoongi snorted.

"Since she's my friend?"

Jungkook's eyes darted to you, searching your face for confirmation—

Were you and Yoongi really just friends?

Were you hiding something?

Why did Yoongi kiss you before?

Why did it bother him now?

But you simply gave a tired smile.

"Yoongi's just being nice, Jungkook."

Just being nice.

Just a friend.

He heard the words… but didn't believe them.

Not fully.

Not after seeing Yoongi touch your hair like that.

"I'll walk you instead."

Your eyes flew open.

"Huh? Jungkook, no—you must be tired after training."

"I'm not," he said quickly. "I'm going your way anyway."

Yoongi narrowed his eyes, amused.

"Oh? Since when?"

Jungkook ignored him.

He took a small step toward you.

Close enough that you could smell his skin, the faint mint from his protein shake.

"Let me drop you," he said softly.

You were stunned.

This was not the usual calm, distant athlete Jungkook.

This was someone reacting on instinct.

Possessive instinct.

But you didn't want misunderstandings.

So you said gently…

"Jungkook… Yoongi already offered."

For a split second, Jungkook's expression cracked—disappointment flashing through his eyes before he masked it again.

"Right," he said quietly. "Of course. I shouldn't have—"

He stopped mid-sentence, biting his lip.

"Good night, Y/N."

His voice was softer now, almost wounded.

He walked past both of you without another word.

But Yoongi's gaze followed him, sharp and knowing.

"That kid's catching feelings he doesn't understand yet," he murmured.

You shook your head quickly.

"No. JK just sees me as—"

Yoongi smiled.

"As a straight line? Yeah, you keep saying that."

You frowned.

"Because it's true."

Yoongi opened the car door for you.

"Y/n… people don't react like that for someone they see as a straight line."

You paused.

For the first time… a tiny doubt pricked your heart.

But you pushed it away.

Meanwhile… Jungkook, outside the stadium

He leaned against the wall, shutting his eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with me…" he whispered.

Y/n: Why did it bother him?

Why did it sting?

He didn't have the answer.

But he knew one thing:

He did not like Yoongi walking you home.

Not one damn bit.

The national sports arena buzzes with noise as you enter the physiotherapy room.

Jungkook is already there, stretching on the mat… and glaring.

At who?

Yoongi & Taehyung.

Both are sitting on your table, swinging their legs like kids at a dentist office.

Y/N: "Why are you two here? This is a physiotherapy room, not a daycare."

Tae: "We came to support our favourite physiotherapist."

He gives a dramatic wink.

Yoongi: "And to avoid Jungkook's death glare. He's been staring at us for five minutes straight."

You look at Jungkook.

His jaw clenched

muscles tight

eyes sharp

breathing uneven.

Yep. He's jealous

but pretending he's not.

He stands up abruptly.

JK: "Y/N, start my session."

Tae (teasing): "Oho, possessive Kookie spotted."

Yoongi: "He acts like you're his property."

Jungkook shoots Yoongi a look that could melt steel.

You sigh.

 JUNGKOOK'S MUSCLE TENSION & TAUNTING

You gently press Jungkook's shoulder muscle.

He flinches.

Y/N: "Why are you this tense? Did you overtrain again?"

JK: "No."

Lie.

You press harder.

He hisses.

Y/N: "Jeon Jungkook."

JK: "…Okay yes. Maybe."

Tae: "He's been showing off in the gym. Ria was watching him."

Instant freeze.

Jungkook glares at Taehyung.

JK: "I wasn't showing off—"

Yoongi: "You did 25 pull-ups while staring directly at Y/N. We counted."

You stop massaging.

Y/N: "You… what?"

JK: "NO, I DIDN'T— GUYS— SHUT UP—"

The boys laugh.

Jungkook hides his face with his hands.

His ears are crimson.

 EMOTIONAL SHIFT

While you work on his arm, Jungkook suddenly stops laughing.

His voice drops.

JK: "Don't… let other guys kiss you again."

The room falls silent.

Yoongi looks away.

Tae stops swinging his legs.

You blink.

Y/N: "Jungkook. He's my close friend. And you already heard me—

He is just concerned about me. But I am still a straight line for him. Don't worry."

Jungkook bites his lip.

JK: "I'm not worried."

Another lie.

TAE'S CHAOTIC INTERVENTION

Tae suddenly stands.

Tae: "Okay! Emotional tension break! Let's go eat ramen!"

Yoongi: "We literally just started training."

Tae: "So what? Ramen is more spiritual."

He grabs your wrist dramatically.

Tae: "Y/N will sit beside me. Jungkook sits far away. Yoongi can sit… anywhere that causes chaos."

JK: "No. Y/N sits beside me."

Yoongi: "Wow. Straightforward today."

JK: "Shut up, hyung."

 RAMEN SHOP CHAOS

You all sit in one booth.

Tae steals your chopsticks three times.

Yoongi keeps feeding you bites of his food.

Jungkook sits stiffly, watching the two like they're part of a crime syndicate.

Finally Jungkook can't take it.

JK: "Y/N. Come sit next to me."

Y/N: "Jungkook, we already ordered—"

JK: "Come. Here."

The tone

the seriousness

the eyes—

Even Yoongi raises a brow.

You slide next to Jungkook.

He relaxes.

Just a little.

His thigh touches yours.

He doesn't move away.

THE QUIET MOMENT

Tae and Yoongi go to pay.

The booth becomes silent.

Jungkook looks at you.

Not jealous now.

Not angry.

Just… soft.

JK: "Are you happy?"

You blink.

Y/N: "…What kind of question is that?"

JK: "You handle all of us. Me. Tae. Yoongi. The academy. Your internship.

You never complain.

I just—

want to know if you're okay."

Your chest tightens.

You didn't expect this.

You look away.

Y/N: "I'm fine."

Jungkook leans in.

Close.

Too close.

JK: "If you're not… tell me. Okay?"

You swallow.

Something inside you moves

but not enough to be called love.

Not yet.

 TAE RETURNS WITH A BOMB

Tae: "BREAKING NEWS! Ria is telling everyone she has a crush on Jungkook!"

Jungkook chokes.

JK: "WHAT?! No she doesn't!"

Yoongi: "She does."

Tae: "She told Jimin. Then Jimin told the whole dorm. Then the whole dorm told me. And now I'm telling you."

Jungkook stares at you.

You raise an eyebrow.

Y/N: "Congratulations, golden boy."

He looks offended.

JK: "I don't want her."

Tae: "You sure? She said she wants to confess today."

JK: "NO. SHE'S NOT CONFESSING ANYTHING."

You bite your lip, amused.

Yoongi smirks.

Taehyung claps like a seal.

AND THIS DAY ENDS WITH:

Jungkook grabbing your wrist gently as you all leave the shop.

JK (low voice):

"Stay close to me today.

Please."

You don't understand why.

But you nod.

Your story is about to shift.

Slowly.

Beautifully.

Dangerously.