Sinner ( ongoing - new update)

Ill do anything you want ( burning the idol )

Please please comment critique and vote I get so wilded out that someone would chose to read my writing and love to hear your thoughts
AN!
- I might delete this since I literally just wrote it totally without planning just book wrote and publish anyways uh enjoy , btw don't assume you know because of this where it's going the twists and turns will be thrown in this story
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Jungkook had committed to practice dillegently for the week following that incomplete exam .
The boys didn't ask too hard , Jin secretly threw away the congratulations cupcakes trying to swallow the thought that it was  really just a half baked  attempt to manifest .

So they threw away their plans their cupcakes their comeback date and threw themselves into rehearsal for their third time delayed undated album .

Management organised a meeting - they had a backup plan to do a surprise album with no teaser no warning just a drop of the bomb.
The boys went quiet at the suggestion
" no marketing ?"
" yeah like Beyoncé "
" we're not Beyoncé "
The manager grimaced his eyes smiling in strained sympathy as if to say that's our only option

And jungkook shrunk feeling the stares of the boys around

" Jungkook is there any chance you passed ?"
Finally someone asked

The boy stared blankly " I - I'm not sure ,"he quietly spoke . He hated this , with every fibre of his being   . Jungkook was built on that effortless perfection on being the best on never failing and here he had to expose his biggest failure , his own humiliating stupidity . This huge fucking lie of golden maknae was splitting at the seams .

For two weeks it went like that awaiting the exam result that would come out in two weeks more . The stupid call times the inevitable delays the useless practices the ridiculous advertisements- and that silent elephant in the room
How much longer can we wait for him to pass this test .
He hadn't felt a second of peace since this stupid law , every moment his heart felt weak - like it was being stepped on as he stumbled around his members shyly . He tried to compensate he tried to dance harder and sing better and do the last scene for each filming and clean the plates . He did everything they said everything they wanted - but he knew it wasn't enough . Who cares how good he was , he was the reason a staff of 100 people had to delay three times now .

Three strikes and your out jungkook scrunched his eyes each night that thought taunting him as he tried as hard as he could to sleep

" hes embarrassed " jhope whispered to jimin one evening  as jungkook feigned sleep " he needs time to get over it -"
" I don't want to do a comeback without him hyung -"
" we don't know maybe he did pass -" yoongi had added
And then there was silence . The conversation died and jungkook softly breathed in the imitation of sleep he hadn't peacefully gotten in 14 nights feeling the stares of 12 eyes on him
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It was the fifteenth day
Jungkook stared at his cereal silently his hair a mess his face pale and expressionless his puffy  eyes seemed blank as the early morning sun dashed across his eyes that were still bloodshot red
Last night wasn't a good night .
Most nights weren't - most of them were filled with an increasingly heavy numb emptiness that filled his mind .
but last night was the first really bad night - where he couldn't just forget , where it wasn't numb emptiness he felt . It was real . sharp .tight . pain .
It started at the dinner table as Namjoon scribbled groceries on a note pad trying to remember the list before in typical namjoon style he broke the lead .
A radiating pain behind jungkooks eye balls sparked at that moment - and for some reason he felt like the clock was louder than usual... like a metronome - and his hoodie felt too small like a blazer and the chair was too hard and was namjoon wearing womens perfume and
Is that permission
The boy stood up suddenly .
" Jungkook ?"
Namjoon noted the slight sheen of sweat on the boy who's eyes seemed like they were somewhere else
"- uh ..huh?"
" why did you just stand up ?"
" I .. I uh ,  can i ...I'm going to " the youngers  face screwed up
" to ?"
"... practice " jungkooks hand subtly spread over his stomach under his hoodie , he felt a nauseating acidic rolling feeling " can I go practice -"
"Jungkook .. you don't need my permission to go practice ,"
Jungkook stared at namjoons face a second too long at that ,
- is that permission ...  he shook his head but it only made the migraine worse
" yeah okay - Im going then . To go practice "