Lisa's POV "Jungkook, what are you doing?" I exclaimed be fore he put me down straight on my bed, me ended up sitting, him towering in front of me. My heart dropped at the sight of him. He looked so exhausted, his eyes carry bags underneath. The moment he and the rest of Bangtan entered our dorm, he went straight to my direction, carried me like a sack of rice, and headed immediately to my room. Before he closes the dorm, my eyes caught a glimpse of a shocked Kim Seokjin. His eyes softened the moment our eyes meet. Crouching down a little so our face leveled, his hands softly brushed the locks of hair covering my face, a long sigh escaped his lips. "Are you okay?" he whispered, his voice was a little raspy, I had to remind myself to stay down and not to grab him this instant. The last thing I need at this time is to let go of myself and allow me to fall deeper into this lovebug that I am getting. "I am, stop worrying." I assured him while I try to avoid his glance. "Jennie was just being dramatic over everything. She was probably telling everybody that I runaway. She always say that." I shake my head a little. Jennie always thought it's funny to tell people that I runaway everytime I was upset and decided to have a time for myself. It started when we were still trainees, a funny story that only us can understand. "Don't scare me like that. I thought you were really missing." he mumbled before pulling me for a hug, the loud beating of his chest about to burst my eardrum. Jungkook... His warmth brought fire back to life my almost ashed burden and I guess badly needed him, his touch. Him. And then I did what I said I wouldn't do once he comes back, I cried. I thought I've cried enough last night but I guess I didn't. After being out until wee hours, Jennie and Jisoo unnie found me at the rooftoo and insisted that I go home because it's too cold. Jungkook must have felt the shaking of my body as he started rubbing my back to calm me down. "Don't cry baby," he cooed, his breath hitting the sensitive part of my skin and I felt my body shivering even more. He pulled away a little as he desperately, but gently wipe away the tears streaming down my cheeks. My eyes were probably already swollen from all the crying that I did last night. Seeing him makes me change my mind about being mature and all. This time, I just wanted him to comfort me. "You didn't answer my call..." I cried like a little kid and his eyes softened even more. "I'm sorry baby. I'm so sorry, please stop crying." he started giving pecks of kisses on my face and I can't help but chuckle at his actions. "Yah, stop that." I giggle, sniffling as I try to push him away. However, his arms were too strong I'm feeling a little stupid for even trying. He was smiling cheekily as I try to push him, resulting to us both falling on my bed, my laughter echoeing the whole room, our face directed towards my room's ceiling. After a while, our laughter died down and all that's left are our synchronized breathing, our hands intertwine as we stare at the empty space before us. "Jungkook..." I called for his name. "Hmm?" My eyes closed for a moment, contemplating how to ask the words that has been bothering me. "Do you think we will ever be together for how many years?" I asked him and he was silent. And then, I felt him moved from my bed, turning his face towards mine but I didn't bother to do the same. I don't think I can look at him straight in the eyes at this point. "I don't know." he whispered and my heart dropped for a momen