Y/N's heart hammered in her chest as she watched the war play out silently between Jungkook, Yoongi, and Yuri. The air was thick with unspoken words, and every second felt like an eternity. The storm was coming closer, and she wasn't sure if they would survive the aftermath.
Yoongi's gaze was sharp, filled with the quiet fury of someone who had seen too much and wasn't afraid to fight for what was right. Yuri, on the other hand, was calm—too calm. Her calculated movements only made the situation feel more dangerous.
Y/N's eyes moved back to Jungkook, whose face was now hidden behind a mask of exhaustion. He had withdrawn into himself again, closing off from everyone around him. His silence spoke volumes. It was as if he was trying to decide whether to fight for them or let everything slip away.
"Y/N," Jungkook finally whispered, his voice raw, breaking the tension like a crack of thunder. "You don't understand… the choice I have to make is not easy."
Y/N didn't respond immediately, afraid of the words that would come from her mouth. But she couldn't stay silent any longer. "Jungkook, I do understand," she said fiercely, her voice trembling with emotion. "You think walking away from me will keep me safe? It won't. It will tear us apart."
Jungkook's eyes flickered with a brief flash of regret, but he remained silent, his gaze turning away from hers. The pain in his eyes was like a knife to her chest.
"Do you think this is easy for me?" he asked quietly, his voice breaking. "I don't want to hurt you. But I've seen what this life can do to people. To those I love. If I stay, I could lose you anyway."
Y/N's throat tightened. The words she wanted to say were trapped inside, but all she could do was stare at him, her heart breaking with each passing moment. How had they gotten here? How had they reached the point where their love felt like a curse?
But before she could say anything else, Yuri's voice cut through the fragile silence.
"Enough." Yuri's voice was low, commanding, and as chilling as ever. "This drama is tiresome, and I'm not here to babysit you both. I gave you a choice, Jungkook. The clock's ticking. You know what needs to be done."
Jungkook didn't reply. His jaw tightened, the muscles in his neck visibly straining as he fought against the weight of the decision. It was a battle he couldn't win alone.
Y/N reached for his hand again, her fingers trembling as she grasped his. "Please, Jungkook," she begged, her voice barely more than a whisper. "We can fight this together. You don't have to make this choice alone."
His gaze flickered to hers for a brief moment, and then, as if a decision had been made, he pulled away, his hand slipping out of hers.
Y/N froze. Her heart felt like it had stopped beating, the pain shooting through her like a shockwave.
"Jungkook..." she whispered, but her voice cracked under the weight of the heartbreak.
But he didn't look back. He stood up slowly, his movements deliberate and stiff, as if every step pained him. And then, to Y/N's horror, he walked towards Yuri, his back turned to her.
Yuri smiled, her eyes gleaming with something darker than triumph. "It's done," she said simply, as if the decision had already been made.
Y/N couldn't breathe. The world seemed to close in around her as the reality of what was happening settled in. Jungkook had chosen his freedom—and it had cost them everything.