Anymore by sixtieshairdo

https://archiveofourown.org/works/13334193

• 3K | Completed

Summary:                                                                                                                    

He’s tired of the awkward tension that lingers in the air, a little heavier with each passing day, as they manoeuvre their lives around each other. They used to be inseparable, hands and lips and hips almost always mere inches away from each other. Now, their shared bed feels like a sinking ship, their floors waiting to swallow them whole.

He stares at the ceiling, knowing it’s there but unable to see it through the pitch-black night, for the nth time that month, unable to sleep. He can’t hear Jungkook breathe, can’t feel Jungkook’s warmth because the space between them on the bed has grown far too large for him to fathom.

He feels a tug in his heart, an unknown hand jerking him from the inside, up, up, up.

He tries.

“I love you, you know.”

He hears nothing but a soft intake of breath, like surprise.

And then.

“I know.”