“We’re soulmates,” the man whispered. He looked so beautiful, so stunned, so happy. A smile twitched his lips, his eyes glittering.
It was the word that did it. It shattered the air, sent the magic of the moment scattering. He was jerked back into reality. The reality where he was still standing there and he still felt like he couldn’t move and the beautiful stranger—his soulmate—was staring at him and he couldn’t move, couldn’t speak.
Without a word, Jungkook forced his feet to starting working.
And he turned around and bolted.
trigger warnings: sickfic, illness, angst, hurt/comfort