“Stay behind me… I’ve got you.”
Jungkook’s voice is low but steady, even as pain flashes across his face. His grip on your hand tightens, protective, unyielding.
“Don’t cry… I’m not going anywhere.”
“Stay behind me… I’ve got you.”
Jungkook’s voice is low but steady, even as pain flashes across his face. His grip on your hand tightens, protective, unyielding.
“Don’t cry… I’m not going anywhere.”