Nothing

Time ticked 2 o'clock at midnight.

Jungkook asleep on the floor, he held Wyen's hand tight in his hand.

The cold wind that brushed past her figure made her squirm and soon, her eyes flickered open.

Looking around, her eyes landed on the ceiling.

Blinking once again, she looked at her hand.

Jungkook's asleep face made her gape but then, her expressionless face turned towards the warmth.

The warmth that suddenly radiated all over her shoulder.

His eyes running all over face, his hand handed a glass of water.

"You awake."

It was not a question for Wyen.

Jimin had to say it to himself to make sure she is awake.

That she's finally...awake.

From whatever that happened last night.

Wyen's eyes slowly averted away in order to avoid the strong breeze that was making her feel more and more colder.

Gulping down the water, she placed on the table.

When she turned to look at Jimin, he was nowhere to be found.

Guessing that he already left the room, Wyen's feet landed on the cold tiles of the floor.

Taking the jacket from the couch, her eyes fell upon her husband.

His sleeping figure on the floor made her blink.

Hesitant, she took the blanket from the bed.

Covering his cold body with warm blanket, her eyes averted to his face.

His red nose accompanied with stained cheeks, he looked so soft.

As if he hadn't changed like she thought.

As if... he's the Jungkook she fell for.

Hesitation was visible in her moves when she laid her hand over his hand.

His hair was ruffly and soft.

Caressing it down, a small smile formed on her lips.

Snuggling onto her warmth, he shiveringly hummed out.

Her eyes softened at the sight.

Buzz...buzzz..buzzz

As it continued to buzz on, Wyen's eyes averted towards the direction of the sound.

Reaching the coffee table at the corner, she slowly looked back at Jungkook who was deep asleep.

Hand about to take the phone, her fingers froze when the phone screen lightened up.

Within the messages that popped up, her eyes slowly averted down to them.

Dae-ni

I'm sorry, Jungkook.

Please don't cry.

I didn't meant to say that.

I'll come over tomorrow?

Oh...

Her breath was slow and steady.

But she could feel the weight on her chest increasing with every second that passed by.

Her cheeks reddened and her hands slowly covered her face.

Her back slid down the wall.

A sigh, her head laid over her knees.

Her hands hugging her knees, the sobs loudened only for her to lower her voice.

As the feet that has froze at the door didn't move.

Eyes glued to her miserable self, Jimin had no idea what caused her to cry so bad.

But he knew she needs time.

And when he knew, he did not hesitate to take a hold of her wrist.

Eyes blinking down tears, she looked up into his eyes.

No words left their mouths as he pulled her along with him.

The door slamming close, she was soon pinned against the closed door of the apartment.

"I won't ask you what or why."

His hand pushed hair strands behind her ears as she tried to avoid his presence.

But when he slowly yes her face, she know that she had no escape from that and he's not going to let her go either way.

pinning her right then and there, Jimin took a deep breath in. 

"Cry out."

Hands upon the wall, he looked into her eyes which were avoiding his.

Her small figure soon quivered and sobs quitened.

But when she closed her eyes, her hand covered her face and Jimin's eyes softened in an instant.

Eyes looking around, his fingers took a grip of the jacket she held before pulling it quick and strong.

Head bumping against his chest, Wyen felt his hands slowly trail up her shoulders.

The jacket slipped off her grip before her eyes closed tight and sobs loudened within his arms tightening around her.

"Cry it all out."

He whispered against her ear as he caressed her hair down.

"It's fine. Everything's fine."

No

Nothing is fine, Jimin.. 

Nothing.. is fine.