kinda like some back story to why jungkook left home <reference chapter: high high hopes>
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"hey jungkook, c'mon man it's not that big of a deal!"
"yeah, just go for it!"
jungkook sighs, shaking his head slowly against his will and the hard impact of alcohol that has started showing it's effect on him in almost every possible aspect. his lips part in anticipation, too keen to have the rim of the glass connected to his mouth yet again despite knowing he should stop now. a friend pats his back, nodding towards the direction of this girl, talking and laughing with her friends who occasionally spare him a glance, letting him know that he's not the only one with hawk eyes.
daniel grumbles something, swaying with the movements of his body as he stands up, shoving the guy away from jungkook and throws his arm around jungkook's neck, leaning near his ear with a little drunken breath, "don't listen to 'em, won't even care 'bout the chick. don't do this,"
"i know," jungkook nods, straightening his clothes and stands up, cracking his neck after he downs another drink, staring right at the girl that his friends knew he was dating, "i gotta talk to her..."
"chelsea? no," dan shakes his head, patting jungkook's shoulder, "let's go home buddy. jackson, we're lea-"
"damnit no! not yet, c'mon!" the said guy whines, hugging a bottle of vodka, shaking his head, "i'm not leaving my baby..."
"your girlfriend is sleeping with someone else, let's just go okay?" another scoffs, grabbing the guy by his collar and drags him out.
daniel rolls his eyes, following them out but stops on noticing jungkook isn't coming with them, "kook, let's go. do not go to her when you're drunk and not in your senses bro!"
"i'm coming..." jungkook mumbles, glancing at his friend and gestures towards a hallway at the side, "toilet...?"
"yeah, go jerk," daniel scoffs and jungkook turns around, his eyes scanning through the crowd until they find the same group of three girls from earlier. one of them smiles at him, making the other two follow her gaze. the second waves at him, calling him over and the third one, the feisty one, rolls her eyes, virtually a gesture for him to keep his nasty drunk ass away.
he squints at the girl, pushing past a couple making out and hears the rest of the guys from his group, cheering for him, making him smirk in victory. as he approaches nearer, the crowd descents on it's own, being much quieter and less sweaty this side of the dance floor.
"hey jungkook," one of the girls smile at him, leaning closer for a hug, which he returns gladly, letting out a brief airy chuckle on feeling the girl lingering too close for more than a second.
"hey," his eyes take control, eyeing her down and smiles, "hana, where's that scumbag of yours?"
"dumped him a week ago," she grins,
"ah good job," he chuckles, nodding his head and turns to the other one who's already hugging his arm.
"i missed you," she slurs and he raises his brows, knowing she's completely wasted. one more shot would be enough to have her passing out right in his arms.
"well, i didn't miss you," he pulls himself back, laughing when the girl hits him. "alright, maybe i did a little bit."
"jiah," hana pulls her arm, gasping as she's holding a phone which is ringing and a guy's name is flashing on the screen, "leave! if hyunsik is here, you're dead!"
"oh why?"
"didn't you tell him to wait upstairs idiot?!"
"ah right! oh my god! bye bye bye! jungkook i need to go, sorry."
"i'll remember this," he squints at her, leaning close to her ear and stares at her face, "say hi to your boyfriend for me,"
"pervert," she pushes him back, making him laugh as she runs away, leaving the two girls and jungkook alone. hana frowns when jungkook nudges her slightly, nodding towards chelsea who doesn't even spare him a glance and keeps focusing on the crowd.
"chelsea, i'll come back from the rest room real quick, stay here." hana smiles at her, placing her glass on the counter nearby and waves at her with an apologetic pout when the girl tries to stop her.
jungkook clears his throat, standing next to her and follows her gaze to the dance floor where people are busy making out, touching each other, grinding and some actually dancing. chelsea sighs deeply, turning to the guy with a sharp glare on feeling him leaning back, having his arm resting on the counter behind her.
"why did you come here?" she grits out.
"my boys are watching," he mutters, slowly taking her hand in his and drags his hazy eyes to her face, "they told me something, but i don't want that. i just came to talk, really."
"yeah? do it then, let's get over with this." she faces him, crosing her arms on her chest.
jungkook sighs at the aggressive responses, refusing to do anything that makes him sacrifice his comfort right now as he's taking support from the counter to stand, a glass of whisky and a hesitant gaze lingering on the girl. "listen," he starts, gulping his drink down, not moving an inch more than necessary and looks at her face. but before he continues further, the girl cuts him off in the middle.
"let's break up,"
jungkook arches up his brows, staring at her with an amused face, now standing up straight and sips his drink, "why?"
"this," chelsea grits out, "i want you to leave me alone,"
jungkook chuckles lightly, almost as though mocking at her for thinking that, "you think breaking up will end this?"
"jungkook, i'm serious. i'm done with this meaningless relationship. i can see we don't love each other anymore and there's no use of fighting everyday and blaming each other of cheating."
"mm right," jungkook nods slowly, groaning a little after he takes a big sip of the whisky and opens his eyes slowly to find chelsea staring at him, "fine, break up with me, but let's do it in the morning."
"no, i don't-"
"need me? i know sweetheart," he chuckles lowly, keeping the glass away and steps ahead, "i don't stay around that long either. but what i'm asking you is, tonight. just tonight, it's almost 12, i want your time till 4 in the morning. after that you go your way, i won't bother you."
"no,"
"why not? is someone else waiting?"
"what if i say yes?" chelsea glares at him, making him smirk, snaking an arm around her and scans through the dancing people again, "what are you doing?"
"that one?" he asks, nodding towards a guy who's having a girl grinding on him and jungkook scrunches up his face, "nope. so, is it... that one?" he points at another who looks nerdy in this dirty place, "mm no, too pure. that's now your type. then maybe him-"
"jungkook stop," she pushes him away, "what are you trying to do?"
"letting you know that i don't care who the fuck is waiting," he whispers in her ear, "come with me,"
"stop it jungkook, you're drun-"
"but you're not right? come with me, and feel free to hit me if i don anything stupid. but come with me, i need to talk to you."
"i don't have anything to talk to you. go home your brothers must be worried."
"come with me,"
"can you stop saying that again and again?"
"not until you agree,"
"well keep saying it then," she mutters, leaving him there as she walks towards the exit, texting her friend that she's going home and she doesn't appreciate her effort of leaving jungkook alone with her.
"chelsea!" jungkook jogs after her, holding her wrist to stop her and stands in front, "i-"
a whistle is heard from a group of guys, catching their eyes, making jungkook frown as they seem to have been looking at him and chelsea. the girl shakes her head, pulling her hand back and starts walking again, hoping jungkook would leave her alone.
"hey babe, free tonight?" one of the guys whistle again, followed by the rest laughing.
"seems like your man isn't doing a good job,"
"are you talking to me or your mom?" chelsea scoffs at them, getting a few 'ooh' from the group of nasty guys while jungkook smirks, nodding his head in appreciation to the reply she gave.
"to you," one of them stands up and gradually approaches her, having jungkook sighing as he rolls up his sleeves and takes off his watch, not wanting to hurt his rolex that jin gifted him on his twenty-fifth birthday.
he walks over to chelsea, arching up his brows at the man, "yeah? want something?"
"obviously," the man smirks, "this one, how much?" he nods towards the girl who scowls in anger, almost throwing hands at the dude, but jungkook pulls her back.
"you won't be able to afford her," he says, "get going,"
"break his face or i'm gonna do it!" chelsea hits jungkook's arm, making him hiss and give her a look. "do it!"
"ooh~ bad girl," the man smirks at her, not noticing the punch jungkook throws on his face, pulling out a painful groan from his mouth as he stumbles back, glaring at jungkook who cracks his neck, gesturing chelsea to get back.
"how dare you!" he growls, launching himself on jungkook who dodges him successfully kicking him on the groin and pushing him back as more of the men surround him, throwing daggers with their eyes. jungkook spits on the ground, cracking his jaw with his hand, one habit he had learnt from his brother and it did help him release some tension. he steps back for a second before gathering his strength unaffected by the alcohol and kicks the man in the front, instantly being held by two from the side and a third one punching his face.
"jungkook!" chelsea gasps, looking around for some help but finds nobody in the middle of the night. her eyes get blurred with tears, hearing jungkook groaning and wincing in pain with the three men charging him.
she pulls out her phone, rubbing her eyes to clear her vision, desperately trying to find the right person's number at the moment who would help them. her eyes move back to jungkook, seeing him standing with difficulty, trying to keep them away even though he himself knew he wasn't going to last against five of them for long.
"you're jeon jungkook aren't you?" one of the men mocks earning a scoff from the panting jungkook as he kicks the man's knee, making him fall on the ground and then kicks on his back.
"jeon's brother," another exclaims, "you have a sister right? i heard she's pretty. how old is she?"
jungkook glares at the man, letting go of the one on the ground and and grabs his collar, "say that again and see where it gets you," he growls, getting a laugh in return, angering him even more. he pushes the man against the nearest wall with a growl, punching his face continuously, until the laugh is just left as groans and whimpers.
"you do not take my sister's name from your filthy mouth!" jungkook yells pushing the man away, watching him collapsing on the ground and passes out there. the rest gulp three gulp in fear, backing away subtly from jungkook's raging gaze. he pants deeply, grabbing the first of the three by his hair, throwing a punch on his face and eyes boring dead into his, "never say my sister's name again,"
"s-sorry,"
jungkook nods in satisfaction, letting go of him and groans as well, gesturing his hand towards the street, "get lost..."
the men, tired too, pick up their two passed out ones, walking away with support, leaving jungkook alone. he stares at the floor, closing his eyes, sitting against the wall, groaning in pain when chelsea rushes to him. she kneels down, touching his face gently with tears streaming down her face, "j-jungkook i'm so sorry,"
"it's okay..." he breathes out, "call dan..."
she gulps thickly, wiping her tears and nods, taking his phone as he hands it to her. the phone, however doesn't unlocks and asks for the passcode which chelsea tries herself first, for jungkook didn't look like he would care about passcodes right now. so she puts her birthday in it, sighing when it doesn't open. then she tries with his own birthday, but it still doesn't unlock.
"uh it's locked..." she says finally.
"07... 1220," he mumbles, "that's riri's birthday..."
chelsea finds it hard not to smile at that for all she knew no matter what jeon jungkook was to the world, but for his sister he was the nicest and kindest human being to ever exist who loves aera with all his heart and can do anything to see the kid smile. one of the purest and the most heartwarming relationship she had ever seen in her life was of jungkook with his sister.
she calls daniel, telling him to come as soon as possible as she recites the fight that just took place and got elevated to the point where jungkook himself is on the verge of passing out. jungkook scoffs lightly, taking his phone back and hangs up before glancing at the percentage of the battery and the wallpaper of aera and him grinning at each other, making moustaches with black paper that were meant for her science project.
"chelsea," he hushes out, keeping the phone in his pocket and looks at the girl, "who is it? be honest,"
she stares at him, shaking her head and smiles sadly, "you won't understand,"
"i won't, i know." he nods subtly, "but... i'm the jerk y'know? you always called me that, no matter what i do, chelsea... i can assure you i won't hurt you,"
"physically," chelsea nods agreeing with him, "but have you seen us together? you, jungkook don't love me. you never loved me, and i don't wanna be with someone who doesn't love me. do you know what everyone says about me just because you are the one who keeps going around different girls? yes, you never hurted me physically, but in my mind, jungkook if you ask me, i would never want to date a guy like you again."
"you're passionate, love adventure and everything, that's great, but try staying at one place. try committing to one person-" she stops in the middle, seeing him staring at her, making her sigh, "try listening sometimes, try getting out of that big head of yours. you fought for your sister just now... tell me how many girls have you slept with?"
jungkook looks away, not saying anything and chelsea continues, wiping her eyes, "y'know sometimes i regret loving you so much. i can't understand you, one second you're so sweet and do the craziest stuff for me. but then the next moment you're back being cocky and the playboy attitude and... i don't know- whatnot? remember what you said when i confessed to you?"
jungkook tries to think, failing at the attempt with the pounding head and spinning world around him, so he shakes his head, letting her remind him, "that you wanna see how this goes. i was stupid to even date you, i should've known this wasn't your goal, it's just something you do for you past time just so that you won't be bored."
"two months..." he breathes out, "and you can say that?"
"be honest to yourself, was it just two months?" she stares at him with crying eyes, "two months was just for the world, you know it too. don't act like we've not been at this for over an year. when i used to see you from afar, you felt like a dream, but close up here i-is just a nightmare everyday. leaving you is still not easy, but i have to do it for myself. you're... you're messing up with me..."
"what did i do...?" jungkook frowns, sitting without support with some pain as he leans closer to her.
"i don't know..." she sniffs, wiping her tears off, "i'm just tired of this... tired of you doing whatever you want, of people blaming me for the stuff you do, of... of my family hating me, and especially tired of waiting that you'd love me the way i loved you. you never did..."
jungkook nods slowly, shifting a little as a car honks from a distance with it's headlight flashing on the street. he glances at her, standing up with the wall's support, gesturing her to let him be when she tries to help him, "i'm fine," his deep voice mutters, mixed with a painful sigh, "you wanna end this, be it then. but don't act like you were the only one hurting. yeah maybe you did hear more than me, i get it... and honestly i'm sorry for that. do you remember how many times i asked you if there's anyone else? and you said no one, you couldn't even lie chelsea..." he chuckles a little, "i don't care you cheated or did what behind my back, i know you didn't want it either. but the fact that you're being completely blind to it is unfair. you're getting engaged in two months and here... nevermind,"
she stares at him with wide eyes, on the verge of pouring out more tears which makes jungkook smirk, wiping the blood off his lip as he leans down closer to her to neck, leaving a kiss from which chelsea doesn't pull away, being too engrossed in her mind about jungkook's words, "maybe i did hurt you," he whispers, "but you hurted yourself more."
"you were crying nights long over me while i was with someone else having a drink. you decided to see another guy probably to get over me, but look where it got you. do you think i'll leave your mind that easily when you fell so hard? i'm sorry for what i did, but what about your part? who's gonna apologize and make you feel better? your fiancé? is he gonna help you get over me? let you use him to forget me? think about it sweetheart,"
chelsea pushes him away breaking into a sob as she covers her mouth, crying too hard on his words which felt arrows to her. her hands tremble, suppressing the urge to scream her heart out while jungkook stares at her with an unbothered gaze, however a soft sigh heaves out of his lips too and he brings her closer again, ignoring the hits he got over his already bruised and bleeding body.
"i hate you..." she cries, holding him, "i hate you, i hate you, i hate you jeon jungkook! i hate you for doing this to me!"
"i know," he nods, glancing back at the street where the car is waiting for him, daniel staring at them with the window rolled down. "i'll leave now,"
chelsea doesn't say anything, busy crying as she sits on the bench near by when jungkook lets go of her, heading to his friend's car. "uh we shouldn't leave her like this..." daniel says, "call her, i'll drop her home."
"let her be," jungkook glances at chelsea and sits on the passenger seat, groaning at the pain emerging from every corner of his body. "fuck..."
daniel shakes his head, opening the door himself and steps out, ignoring jungkook calling him back. he sits by the girl who doesn't bother glancing at him, "uh i'll drop you home, come with us."
"leave..." chelsea tells him, staring at the ground which doesn't make the guy move. she turns around with her bloodshot eyes glaring at him, "leave i said! take your friend and leave me alone!"
"fine, alright sorry," he sighs, standing up and dusts of his pants as the bench seemed to be dirty, "jungkook isn't a bad guy..." he hushes out before leaving.
"told you," jungkook mutters as soon as daniel enters the car, slamming the door close. his eyes lands on the bottle in jungkook's hand, already half empty. the rum he thought he would save for his birthday in two days, jungkook is about to finish that in two more sips.
"you asshole! it's mine!"
"shut up..." jungkook pushes daniel's hand away, gulping down another large sip of the liquor and groans, "it hurts man... it hurts so much..."
"who told you to fight that many people alone?" daniel scoffs, driving away from the pub and sighs deeply, glancing at his wasted friend, "bro stop drinking, your liver's gonna give up today..."
"i don't care... why did she do this..." jungkook slurs out, turning to face his friend and shakes his head, "she said i was hurting her, and i- i- dating me... she regretted it. am i sad danny? i don't know... that girl- chelsea, she... dan?"
daniel looks at him with urgency, sensing the discomfort in his friend's voice. there is jungkook, resting his head back, eyes closed and hand clutching on the bottle, "stop drinking," he takes the bottle away and pats his arm, "you really need some rest,"
"i do..." jungkook nods, staying quiet for a moment then opens his eyes, turning his head towards daniel, "take me home... i wanna go home..."
"not when you look like this, kook. they'll be mad."
"no, i wanna talk to my hyung... he'll listen to me and- he'll understand me better... take me home please,"
"jung-"
"please dan, what will they do? the most jimin hyung will do is yelling at me. i can take that... i wanna go home to my hyung,"
daniel sighs, nodding at the request, still considering this as a bad idea but agrees as jungkook too, is right. jimin is his brother and is the closest person to jungkook. after a few minutes with more sighs and painful groans from jungkook, the car finally pulls in front of his house. daniel helps him out, offering to help him inside the house too, but jungkook smiles at him, refusing with a warm hug and a thanks.
"call me in the morning," daniel says before leaving and jungkook heads inside, almost tripping on the steps to the front door.
"fuck..." he mumbles, pulling himself up and fishes out the spare key from his pocket to open the door.
his feet stumble ahead, making his way through the dark towards the stairs, swaying and almost falling every two steps. he takes some support from the railings, rubbing his
eyes to clear his night vision which works miraculously when the lights are turned on and there's the elder brother standing at the door of the office room where he worked these days, resting himself to ease the worsening muscle pain.
"you're back," jimin says and jungkook frowns at the voice, looking around instantly with his eyes half closed. "this side, you idiot," the elder hisses, approaching him as jungkook turns around now, breaking into a smile once his eyes locate jimin.
"hyung..." he mumbles out, taking a step forward, his arms were halfway open for a hug when jimin stops him with a glare, making the younger frown again, not understanding what's wrong. "what?"
"what? you're asking me that?" jimin grits in anger, staring at the brother's distorted state: his face bruised, shirt torn and unbuttoned at places along with the dirty fabrics. there's blood on his face and knuckles as if he fought someone to death, dark bruises split into cuts on his cheek bone and eyebrow, lip busted and now dried with the blood. instead of wincing and taking him to treat his wounds first, jimin pulls himself together, not wanting to be any soft with this groan ass idiot brother and asks, "where were you?"
"i... uhm i was... i was with my- my friends." jungkook answers, sounding little hesitant as jimin nods for him to go back to the living room for a word, instead of creating a scene here to wake the others up.
"jungkook? you're home, where were you?" another voice enters his ears: namjoon's who walks out of the office as well, probably discussing some things about the company with jimin.
namjoon gasps, seeing jungkook injured and rushes to his side, inspecting his face and body, "gosh! what have you done to yourself?"
"hyun-"
"shut up," jimin voices out sternly, "not one word, jungkook. i'm so sick of you doing this! every time you have something or the other to create a problem! now you've started fighting people at night like thugs?! gor fuck's sake just look at yourself, who'll believe this guy belongs to a decent family?! you drink so much, wander around at night, sometimes don't even return home, and now you get into fights! what else are you gonna do now? drugs? sell this house? burglary?!"
"i'm sorry hyung, i- i didn't mean to-"
"i don't want an explanation from you. i've seen and heard enough things to know about you and the people you call friends. i'm actually shocked you can do all that and be an asshole to every-fucking-body despite of you, yourself having a little sister! forget about us, jungkook, think of her! aera watches you and learns from you. her brothers are the best people for her in the world, but what is the brother doing? drinking, sleeping around, gambling and i don't know what more! do you have any shame left in you jeon jungkook?! if you do then fucking stop doing this!"
"hyung listen to me at least, i di-"
"i'm done hearing and listening, every time you have the same thing to say. i'm done with that, if you wanna stay in this house behave like a decent human being, like a respected man! what you're doing is not called growing up or being manly!"
jungkook sighs softly, tears brimming his eyes as he stares at his feet, failing in his own eyes for thinking that jimin would listen. but still a light of hope resides inside him, making him look at the elder again, wiping his tears and sniffs softly, deep down still being aware that his brother would definitely listen to him and then hug him tightly for going through so much in one night.
"i'm sorry hyung," jungkook tries again, "i- i won't do it again. y'know that... that man he was-"
"i don't wanna hear it," jimin gestures him to stop, too angry for one night, as though he had been holding himself this long, riled up with frustration and anger that is finally getting out thanks to jungkook now. "you, eithe-"
"jimin," namjoon nudges him lightly, nodding towards the stairs where jin is standing, holding aera's hand while their eyes are focused on the brothers.
jimin breathes deeply, massaging his temples and turns to face the sister, standing in front of jungkook, probably to not have his disheveled state in his sister's eyes, "go to your room and sleep," he says and watches her glancing at jin, shaking her head slowly, making the elders sigh, "aera, listen to me at once. go back and sleep."
"okay, but what happened?" she asks, walking to jimin with confused eyes, glancing at jungkook behind him, "how did you get hurt koo?"
"nothing, hyung take her please," jimin says.
"ri," jungkook hushes out, breaking into a small smile as his hand fishes into the pocket on his pants pulling out a chocolate for her, "i forgot to give you this before leaving..." he says in a breathy voice, hurting too much everywhere, "it's melted... sorry..."
aera looks at jimin, seeing his jaw clenching in anger as he grabs the younger brother by his collar, pushing him away from aera, "stay the fuck away from her! she doesn't need to see how much of a wreck you are jeon jungkook!"
jungkook groans in pain, stumbling on his feet and jimin too, has got some blood on his hand from slapping the younger. aera gasps at the sight, tears blurring her eyes on seeing her oppas fighting, one already being too hurt for this and the other being too angry to notice it. she hugs the nearest person, breaking into a sob, "oppa, stop them please..."
"hyung!" jungkook groans again.
"get up," jimin orders, having his eyes fixed on jungkook who is having trouble with everything at this point. he's quiet, not saying anything just stares at the floor with teary eyes, "i know you only did this to rebel, that's what you like to do right? get around with people, mess up things, show off what you have, not listening to your hyungs. of course you've grown up a lot. now do me a favour and stop bothering yourself with me or aera. i don't want her to see you like that,"
jungkook wipes his eyes, lifting his head up and nods, glancing at his sister once and forces a small smile, standing up on his feet, "i'm okay," he clears his throat, then looks at the elder brother and namjoon who was quiet all this while, "you didn't even listen to me... i- i wanted to go home because i thought you'd lis-listen to me... so wrong," he chuckles dryly, cracking his neck with a soft groan. "sorry though, i shouldn't have..."
"so it's my fault now?" jimin grits out, "you looking like that, wandering at night doing god knows what, it's all my responsibility now?! and why? because i didn't listen to you?! jungkook, get this in that thick skull of yours, no matter how you wanna put this, what you did is wrong and i'll do what i feel is right for this household."
"oppa..." aera calls, rubbing her eyes as she pouts at the elder brother, "don't be mad, koo said sorry."
"why are you still here?" jimin hisses, trying his best to calm down for her. he turns to face the girl and pats her head, "please, go to your room."
"why did you hit him..." she hushes out, sobbing quietly, "he's bleeding, look,"
"what he did is wrong, and he deserves it." jimin says, patting her back, "go back, i want you in the bed, sleeping within ten minutes. get going,"
"but-"
"go, i said." his voice is much more firm this time, making aera flinch and jungkook steps forward.
"hyung don'-"
"stay out of it,"
jungkook's jaw clenches in anger, fists balling on his sides for he's holded himself enough too, from chelsea's crying eyes, blaming him for the shit she was caught in, to those men involving aera in something she wasn't a part of, and now his brother not listening to him when he thought all he needed was his hyung. the only reason he came home in the first place was jimin and here, he's not even letting jungkook speak, telling him off and saying the most insolent of things.
"why?" jungkook looks at him, not raising his voice but still much stronger than before as the alcohol too seems to lessen it's effect on him, helping him think a little in his head to analyse the situation. "you said a lot of things to me and i heard that. why are you getting mad at aera?"
"jungkook," namjoon warns, standing beside the furious jimin, "do not forget he's older than you. apologize,"
"i did!" jungkook shouts this time, "i did apologize many times! i've been doing just that ever since i came home! he doesn't understand, he can't see it! yes i fought but that wasn't for-"
"quiet!" namjoon yells at him, "do you hear yourself?! is that how you talk to your hyung?!"
"you don't speak," jungkook grits, cracking his neck, "when he was yelling at me, not letting me speak and even hit me, you didn't seem that bothered. and jin hyung, what about you? just watching me... is it fun?"
jimin breathes deeply in anger, getting jungkook by his collar and landed another slap on his cheek. jungkook closes his eyes, inhaling sharply as his fingers touch his cheek, nodding slowly and takes a step back, "fine, i'm done. i did a mistake coming back, but you know what? if having me is bothering you and you can't even know what your brother wants, then i guess i'll leave." he says, raking a hand in his hair and turns around, seeing aera crying silently.
"take care," jungkook hushes out, suppressing the urge to hold her once before leaving for he too, didn't want his sister to get close to him while he's hurt and smelling of alcohol. "bye, i love you, princess."
"oppa, no..." she sobs, stepping forward to run and stop him as he walks towards the door, never looking back. jimin holds aera by her arm to stop her from running to jungkook, rubbing her back as she's crying too much. "oppa stop him, please..." she looks up at jimin who has a straight face, staring at his brother leaving the house.
"let him go," he hushes out, releasing a deep sigh and looks at aera, bringing her in his embrace.
"call him back oppa, i'm sorry on behalf of him. please don't be mad,"
"i'm not mad at you," he assures, pressing a kiss on top of her head and glances at namjoon and jin, "please close the door, it's too late. we should slep now."
"no, jungkookie wi-"
"shh, it's alright," jimin pats her back, taking her upstairs to his room, trying to calm her down.
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"dan..." jungkook grumbles, "you were right man... i shouldn't have went home. they don't understand, fuck that! they didn't even listen to me. said i was doing this to rebel, disrespect them and show off and stuff... it hurts bro..."
"stay where you are," the friend sighs, shuffling on the line and jungkook hears the door slamming the very next moment.
"you're my beat friend, dan. thanks..."
"i know right?" daniel says, chuckling a little, "by the way, tell me did you do something about your wounds?"
"no... hyung was so mad i was just caught with them. even aera was up and she was crying a lot... she never saw us like that- i mean, fighting, yelling at each other, especially hyung hitting me... she must be scared,"
"i can understand, it's hard for her too. she's still young,"
"yeah, i hope she'll be fine..."
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a/n- this is what i was doing the last two days, it was really bugging me yk that i mentioned jungkook leaving the house in that chapter earlier and then i was like fuuuuckkkk why did i do that???? why would he leave the house now i've to come up with smth :') so here we go. this explains why he left and also gives an insight about him and chelsea.
what do you think about the two (jk and chelsea) who according to you is right or wrong and why?
now the last thing, vote the chapter, comment to let me how you feel and ofc take care of yourself in this (already) scorching heat 😭 love you guys ❤️
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