"My name's Jungkook. I'm a gamer... and a lover."
Fanfic where game-obsessed Jungkook plays a fictional character called V in a role-playing game. In the game, V is in a quest to find Yeontan, his lost dog.
However...the more Jungkook played it, t...
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Jungkook couldn't help but feel like he should be with Taehyung and the others. After all, it was also his fight against his mother as well. Plus, he didn't even manage to explain to his father. There was just so much he's leaving behind. For the hundredth time, the boy told himself to calm down now that he was safe. Perhaps he could settle down in an apartment with a part time job in Sydney. Doesn't sound too bad, right?
The boy looked around the aircraft, noticing two middle aged men glancing at him. Suspicious, Jungkook purposely got up his seat in the direction of the plane exit. The two men, who noticed so, frantically got up abruptly from their seats to chase after the boy. Shit... it's the boss' men. Jungkook gasped as he sped up his pace, clumsily bumping over several passengers and their luggages.
The boy swerved out of the plane exit, sprinting at the boarding bridge while noticing the flight attendants staring at him. Jungkook pushed past what seems like a ton of people in the airport, hoping to shake off the two men. Taking a peek at his back, Jungkook noticed even more men chasing after him.
An airline announcement filled the airport as Jungkook tore through the crowd. The last call. "This is the final boarding call for passenger Jeon Jungkook booked on flight 901J to Melbourne, Australia. Please proceed to gate 8 immediately. I repeat, this is the final boarding call for-"
Jungkook crashed into a boy. "F- sorry!"
"Jungkook?" The brown haired boy looked up, revealing a familiar face.
The younger gasped. "J-Jimin?"
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[Two days ago:]
Mr. Jeon cautiously entered a restaurant, joining his ex wife at a table. Jungkook's mother smiled politely, waving him over. "So I heard words about our son, attacked y-"
"He's my son, not yours." Mr. Jeon cut.
"Fine, your son." Jungkook's mother's lips twitch into a tiny smile, barely noticeable. "He took your money and ran off, huh."
Mr. Jeon shifted on his seat uncomfortably, briefly nodding his head.
"I told you you can't raise the kid on your own." The woman started, staring at her newly painted nails. "Look what happened when you left me, now your son is ruined."
"No, my son is ruined because of me and it has nothing to do with you. I made the right choice to leave you."
"I'm a changed woman, Jungwoo. I want to help you and work together. This is about our son. We need to get our son back and teach him a lesson. What he's doing is wrong and you should call the police to arrest him."
