The room felt… suffocating at first.
Silence everywhere.
You stood near your bag.
Jungkook near the window.
Neither of you knew what to say.
Because this—
wasn't normal.
"…I'll take the floor," he said suddenly.
You looked at him.
"…What?"
"There's only one bed," he shrugged lightly.
"So?"
"So you take it."
You frowned.
"I'm not making you sleep on the floor."
He smiled slightly.
"You used to do that."
You paused.
"…That was different."
"…Was it?"
Silence.
Because maybe—
it wasn't.
You exhaled.
"…We'll figure it out later."
He nodded.
Another silence.
But this one—
felt less sharp.
Just… awkward.
You sat on the bed.
He leaned against the wall.
Both of you—
avoiding eye contact.
Then suddenly—
"I still have them."
You looked up.
"…Have what?"
He pulled out his phone.
"…Our photos."
Your heart skipped.
"…You didn't delete them?"
He shook his head.
"…Couldn't."
Something softened inside you.
"…Show me."
The words slipped out before you could stop them.
He walked closer.
Sat beside you.
Not too close.
But close enough.
He opened his gallery.
Scrolled.
And then—
there it was.
The first photo.
You.
Him.
Laughing.
Carefree.
"…Oh my god," you whispered.
"That day," he smiled.
"You dropped your ice cream."
"You pushed me!"
"I did not!"
"You DID!"
You both laughed.
Really laughed.
For the first time—
since he came back.
He scrolled more.
Another picture.
You asleep on his shoulder.
Your breath caught.
"…You took this?"
"Yeah."
"…Creepy."
"You looked cute."
You hit his arm lightly.
He laughed.
And suddenly—
👉 it didn't feel heavy anymore👉 it didn't feel broken anymore
Just…
familiar.
Photo after photo.
Memories.
Moments.
Small things.
Inside jokes.
Things no one else would understand.
"…We were really stupid," you said, smiling.
"…We were happy," he corrected softly.
That line—
made your heart pause.
You didn't reply.
But you didn't look away either.
Another photo.
You both making weird faces.
You burst out laughing again.
"Delete this!"
"No way!"
"I look horrible!"
"You always say that."
You grabbed his phone.
Trying to delete it.
He pulled it back.
Both of you laughing.
Fighting over it.
Like before.
Like nothing changed.
At one point—
you leaned into him slightly.
Without realizing.
And he didn't move.
Time passed.
You didn't notice.
Because you were too busy—
👉 remembering👉 laughing👉 feeling… close again
At some point—
you stopped looking at the phone.
But didn't move away either.
"…You missed me?" he asked softly.
Your heart skipped.
You didn't answer immediately.
Because the answer—
was dangerous.
"…Yeah," you admitted quietly.
He didn't smile.
Didn't tease.
Just…
looked at you.
"…I missed you too," he said.
Silence.
Soft.
But heavy in a different way.
You looked down.
"…We were good."
"…We still could be."
That line—
hit.
You looked at him quickly.
"…Don't."
"Don't what?"
"Don't say things like that."
He frowned slightly.
"…Why?"
"Because it's not that simple."
Silence.
Then—
"…Is it him?" he asked.
Again.
That question.
You stood up.
"…This isn't about him."
"Then what is it about?"
You turned to him.
"…Timing. Distance. Everything that already happened."
He stood up too.
"…And now?"
Your heart raced.
Because now—
👉 it wasn't just past👉 it was present again
You looked at him.
And for a second—
you didn't have an answer.
Because just minutes ago—
👉 you forgot everything👉 you felt like before👉 you laughed like nothing broke
And that scared you.
"…We can't just go back," you said softly.
He stepped closer.
"…But we're not strangers either."
Silence.
Your heart—
not steady anymore.
You stepped back slightly.
"…I need air."
And walked out.
Outside—
cold breeze hit your face.
You closed your eyes.
Took a deep breath.
Because now—
👉 you felt close to him again👉 you were moving forward with Jimin👉 and you didn't know what was right anymore
Inside the room—
Jungkook sat down slowly.
Looking at his phone.
At those same photos.
"…We weren't supposed to feel like this again," he whispered.
Down the corridor—
Jimin stood.
He had come looking for you.
But stopped.
Because he saw you walk out of that room.
With red eyes.
And confusion written all over your face.
His chest tightened.
Because now—
👉 something had changed again