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Third person pov
It was finally the exam date.
The day jungkook had been preparing for
The 12 year old boy took deep steady breaths
Looking into the bathroom mirror
As his hands moved towards his lips which had a little bruise still left
He shakily signed
"You can do it" he mummled feeling happy- a little that he didn't shutter
He walked downstairs on the breakfast table
And sat where he usually sits.
Isolated.
He bowed down to the food today
Picking up the chopsticks to take a bite of the salad
But was stopped by a loud piercing yell from the kitchen
He quickly put his chopsticks back and looked at his other 5 brothers looking towards the kitchen
Taehyung was missing
Mr.jeon and all his brother abruptly stood up running to the kitchen
And jungkook followed behind
"Omg, JIN BRING THE FIRST AID"mr.jeon yelled crouching down to Tae's level
The boy's hand was covered with blood as a glass broke in his arms and the cut got spilled by hot milk
Taehyung hiccuped
Feeling the pain rushing through his hand
As mr.jeon wiped his cheeks and picked him up and took him to the living room soon followed by the 4 remaining brothers
Jungkook blankly started at the blood spot in the kitchen floor
Was it my fault?
The boy let out a shaky breath crouching down picking up the glass pieces in his small hands
But
Instead of throwing them immediately in the trash
He pressed the glass pieces in his small hands
Whimmering as he felt glass pieces piercing through his flesh
Feel the same pain then.
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FanfictionIsn't it often said that the smallest among us should receive the greatest love and care? In this agony of what he claims as existence, it seems that this sentiment is almost sacred, an unwritten rule of the universe. Yet, for Jungkook, this rule ha...