the eye contact was unbearable. It was so hard to put into words how this feeling felt. But if I had to describe it, it was a combination of sadness, anger, delightfulness, and confusion. 

For some reason, it felt rather negative. The longer I looked into his eyes I could see the disappointment. 

" I am sorry," I said softly and there were just too many things I was sorry for.

I was sorry for hurting him once more.

and without moving and even able to process the situation I felt a pair of strong firm arms around me. 

My heart just stopped. 

" Jungkook..." I said softly as he was still hugging me while we stood on the threshold of the door. 

" Please..." He whispered in a shaking voice. 

" I am not here to leave" I managed to pull myself together and say those words. I could feel his firm arms losing his strong grip around me. Still hugging me he pulled away a bit from to see my face. I could see his eyes red as he was keeping in his tears. 

For some reason, I was not crying.

" What?" he looked confused.

I pulled him into his apartment and shut the door. 

We walked to the sofa and sat down. We did not even turn on the light, but the city lights made the room bright enough for us to see each other. I saw the clock hanging above the TV and it just strikes midnight. Still holding the box I passed it to him.

" Happy Birthday love" he looked surpr