A promise unbroken

The soft hum of the city filtered through the open window of their shared apartment. It was one of those rare quiet nights where neither of them had schedules, a perfect opportunity to relax together. But instead of enjoying each other’s company, the air between Jungkook and Jimin was thick with unspoken tension.

Jungkook stood by the window, his gaze fixed on the city lights that blurred through his unshed tears. Jimin, on the other hand, sat on the edge of their bed, his fingers nervously twisting the fabric of his sweater. The room felt too small, too suffocating, for what they both knew was coming.

“We can’t keep doing this, Jimin,” Jungkook finally broke the silence, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jimin’s heart clenched at the words. He had known this conversation was inevitable, yet hearing it out loud felt like a dagger to the chest. “So… this is it?” he asked, his voice trembling.

Jungkook turned to face him, his eyes glistening. “I don’t want to hurt you anymore. We keep fighting, and it’s tearing us apart.”

Jimin’s vision blurred as tears welled up in his eyes. “I know… but I don’t want to lose you.”

For a moment, neither of them spoke. The weight of their relationship, all the highs and lows, the laughter and tears, hung heavy in the air. They had been each other’s everything for so long, but now it seemed like they were slipping away from each other.

“I think we need a break,” Jungkook said softly, his voice thick with emotion. “To figure things out. To see if this is really what we both want.”

Jimin nodded, though it felt like his heart was shattering into pieces. “If that’s what you think is best…”

The decision was made. They packed a few of their things, and with heavy hearts, Jungkook left the apartment, leaving Jimin alone in the silence that followed.

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Days turned into weeks, and the void left by Jungkook’s absence was like a gaping wound in Jimin’s heart. He went through the motions, attending practices, smiling for the cameras, but inside, he was aching. Everywhere he looked, he was reminded of Jungkook—the shared coffee cups, the lingering scent of his cologne on the pillows, the half-empty closet that once held his clothes.

Jungkook wasn’t faring much better. He tried to distract himself with work, spending more time at the gym or in the studio, but his thoughts always drifted back to Jimin. The nights were the hardest, when he’d lie in bed and stare at the empty space beside him, his heart aching for the warmth and comfort he’d taken for granted.

Despite the pain, the time apart gave them both clarity. They realized that no matter how much they fought, how much they hurt each other, their love was still stronger than anything else. The thought of a future without the other was unbearable.

It was a rainy evening when Jungkook finally found himself back at their apartment door, soaked to the bone. He hesitated for a moment, fear gnawing at him, but he knew he had to do this. He knocked softly, and when the door opened, Jimin stood there, his eyes wide with surprise.

“Jungkook…?” Jimin’s voice was barely a whisper.

Jungkook looked into Jimin’s eyes, the warmth and love he had missed so much flooding his heart. “I’m sorry, Jimin. I was wrong. I thought we needed to be apart to fix things, but all it did was make me realize how much I need you.”

Jimin’s eyes filled with tears again, but this time they were tears of relief. “I missed you so much,” he choked out, stepping forward to wrap his arms around Jungkook.

Jungkook hugged him tightly, burying his face in Jimin’s shoulder. “I promise I’ll do better, Jimin. We’ll figure this out together. I can’t lose you.”

Jimin pulled back slightly to look at Jungkook, a small smile playing on his lips despite his tears. “We’ll be okay, Jungkook. We’re stronger together.”

They sealed their promise with a kiss, a gentle meeting of lips that spoke of love, forgiveness, and a future they would face hand in hand. The rain continued to fall outside, but inside, their hearts were warm and full, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together.