J. Jungkook || Unstable boyfriend
'Please understand me, baby. I was already broken, and there's no solution for me anymore...' 'Si no estás tu, ¿Cómo estoy yo? Si no estas tu... Mejor no estoy.' 'I was just trying to fix you... Fix what I didn't break. But I think I ended up more broken than you...'The last cup of tea was still warm on the bedside table when the clock struck 3:17 a.m. The flat had grown cold without her presence, the air thick with the acrid smell of smoke and stale alcohol. Jungkook lay half-fallen on the sofa, legs spread awkwardly, an empty bottle of vodka clutched loosely in his fingers.
In his other hand, he held a crumpled photo - Ji-eun laughing back at him as if she had ever truly loved him, as if she hadn't destroyed him piece by piece during their five years together. The tears came suddenly, hot and unrelenting, mixing with saliva and the bitter taste of regret on his tongue.
"You were real..." he murmured, his voice broken and ragged. "Even though you lied to me... you did know me... you saw me..."
He didn't hear the key turn in the lock, didn't register the soft footsteps approaching over the static hum of the television. When he finally looked up, his bloodshot eyes focused on a blurry figure standing in the doorway, backlit by the hallway light.
"Ji-eun... finally..." he whispered, a delirious smile spreading across his tear-streaked face. "You always come back... don't you? You never know if you love me or if you're going to kill me, do you?"
The figure froze. Jungkook blinked hard, trying to focus through the haze of alcohol and drugs clouding his vision. Recognition slowly dawned like a painful realization, transforming his smile into something fragile and broken.
"No..." he gasped, pressing a hand to his mouth as fresh tears spilled over. "I'm sorry... I didn't mean..."
He collapsed forward onto the floor, knees hitting the wood with a dull thud, hands scrambling to grab at her ankles as if she might disappear if he let go.
"Please don't leave me... Please understand me, darling, I was already broken... Please forgive me!"
Kaizo Konpaku
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GS 08 - Selvanyr
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Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
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