Third person's pov
Jungkook took a deep breathe and grabbed the car keys. He then pushed Taehyung slightly and made his way out of the room.
As Jungkook stormed out of the house, his heart felt heavy with emotions he couldn't fully comprehend. Taehyung's attempt to stop him only fueled his frustration, and he shook off his touch,
Tears blurred his vision as he made his way to the car,
Taehyung followed him, "Kook, please, talk to me," he pleaded, his voice tinged with urgency.
Jungkook didn't respond, his hands trembling as he fumbled with the keys to the car. The sound of his shaky breaths filled the tense air,
"Where are you going?" Taehyung asked, stepping closer to Jungkook,
Jungkook didn't answer, his jaw clenched as he struggled to contain the flood of emotions threatening to consume him. He slid into the driver's seat, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white with tension.
Jungkook closed his eyes, his chest tightening with the weight of his emotions. "I need some time alone.....don't come looking for me." he finally whispered, his voice barely audible above the rush of blood in his ears.
Saying this Jungkook started driving.
Alone in the car, Jungkook let the tears fall freely, his hands gripping the steering wheel with a white-knuckled grip. He didn't know where he was going or what he would do when he got there, but he knew he needed space to process the whirlwind of emotions raging inside him.
The empty road stretched out before him, illuminated by the soft glow of streetlights.
As he drove further into the night, Jungkook found himself lost in a maze of thoughts and emotions. Memories flashed before his eyes, each one a painful reminder of the struggles he faced.
As Jungkook drove aimlessly through the night, the sky above him darkened, heavy clouds rolling in ominously. Soon, the first drops of rain began to fall, splattering against the windshield in a relentless rhythm.
Jungkook's hands tightened around the steering wheel as he struggled to see through the deluge of water cascading down the glass. The sound of rain pounding against the roof of the car drowned out his thoughts,
With each passing moment, the rain grew heavier, until it felt as though the weight of the entire world was bearing down on him. Frustration boiled within Jungkook's chest, a searing heat that threatened to consume him.
As the rain intensified, Jungkook's grip on reality began to slip. His vision blurred with tears, mingling with the raindrops streaking down the windshield. His breath came in ragged gasps, the air thick with emotion.
Suddenly, a wave of anger surged through him, a primal roar tearing from his lips as he pounded the steering wheel in frustration. "Why?!" he shouted into the darkness, his voice raw with emotion. "Why does everything have to be so damn difficult?!"
The sound of his own voice echoed back to him, lost in the cacophony of rain and thunder.
Tears streamed down Jungkook's cheeks,
"I'm tired," he whispered to himself, the words barely audible over the roar of the storm. "I'm so tired of fighting. I just want it all to stop."
His chest heaved with each labored breath, his entire body shaking with the force of his emotions.
Desperation clawed at Jungkook's chest, "Please," he pleaded to no one in particular, his voice breaking with emotion. "P-Please make it stop."
But there was no reprieve, no respite from the storm raging both inside and out. Jungkook felt utterly alone, adrift in a sea of darkness with no lifeline to cling to.
With a final cry of anguish, Jungkook slumped forward in his seat, his body wracked with sobs as he surrendered to the storm raging within him.
He stayed there for what felt like entirety then he started driving again.
The only things which were coming to his mind were,
" Eomma,"
" Appa, "
" Hyung,"
" I need them."
He made his way to his parent's house, who had returned from an overseas trip just 2 days ago.
Upon reaching there, he got out of his car and started walking to the main door.
As Jungkook stumbled through the pouring rain, his steps faltered with each weary stride. The rain soaked through his clothes, plastering his hair to his forehead and chilling him to the bone.
Finally, he reached the door, his heart pounding in his chest as he raised a trembling hand to knock on the door.
Minutes passed like hours as Jungkook swayed on his feet, his vision swimming with dizziness. And then, finally, the door swung open, revealing his elder brother Yoongi standing in the doorway.
Yoongi's eyes widened in shock at the sight of Jungkook, he immediately reached out to steady his younger brother. "Jungkook!? What happened? Are you alright?" he exclaimed, his hands gripping Jungkook's shoulders in a firm hold.
But Jungkook could only sway weakly in his brother's grasp, his strength failing him as darkness threatened to swallow him whole. With a choked sob, he collapsed forward, his body going limp in Yoongi's arms.
Panic surged through Yoongi as he caught Jungkook before he hit the ground, his heart hammering in his chest as he shouted for their parents. "Eomma! Appa! Come quick! It's Jungkook!" he called out, his voice tinged with fear.
Within seconds, Mr. and Mrs. Jeon appeared at the doorway, their faces pale with shock as they took in the sight of their son cradled in Yoongi's arms. "Jungkook, what happened?!" Mrs. Jeon cried, her hands trembling as she knelt beside her youngest son.
Jimin, Yoongi's husband, followed close behind, his expression filled with concern.
"Jungkook, can you hear me? Wake up, baby." Mrs. Jeon murmured, her voice thick with emotion as she brushed the wet strands of hair from her son's forehead.
But Jungkook remained unresponsive, his breathing shallow and labored as he lay limp in their arms. Fear clenched at Mrs. Jeon's heart as she pressed a hand to his cheek, feeling the clammy chill of his skin beneath her fingers.
" Yoongi quickly take him inside!" Mr jeon said in an urgent yet worried tone.
Yoongi immediately nodded, his heart pounding with worry as he lifted Jungkook's limp body into his arms. With Jimin's assistance, they carefully carried him inside,
As they laid Jungkook gently on the sofa, Mrs. Jeon rushed to his side, her hands trembling as she caressed his cheek.
Meanwhile, Jimin and Yoongi's children, Minyoung and Sunho, stood nearby shocked, as they watched the scene unfold before them.
" Minyoung get a blanket quickly!"
Minyoung nodded and immediately ran towards the room and came out with a soft blanket and handled it over to Mrs. Jeon.
Mrs. Jeon quickly draped the blanket over Jungkook, tucking it around him. Yoongi knelt beside his brother, his hands gentle as he rubbed warmth into Jungkook's cold fingers,
Jimin hovered anxiously over Jungkook, his voice filled with urgency as he tried to rouse him. "Jungkook, can you hear me?" he murmured, his hands brushing gently against Jungkook's cheeks as he tried to wake him up.
But Jungkook remained unresponsive, Mrs. Jeon's tears flowed freely now, her sobs echoing through the room as she pleaded with her son to wake up, her heart breaking with each passing moment.
Sunho, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the situation, turned to Jimin with wide eyes, his voice trembling with fear. "Eo-omma, what happened to Uncle?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper,
"Sunho, Minyoung, go to your room." he said as he gave Sunho a little pat on his head.
After a few minutes, Jungkook slowly began to regain consciousness, he found himself surrounded by the worried faces of his family. Mrs. Jeon was the first to reach out to him, her hands gentle as she helped him sit up, her eyes filled with tears and love.
"Are you okay, Jungkook?" Yoongi bombarded him with questions, "What happened to you? Where is Taehyung? Why are you here in this state?"
Mr. Jeon intervened, "Yoongi, let him catch his breath," he said, his eyes never leaving Jungkook's face. Mrs. Jeon sat beside Jungkook, her heart aching at the sight of her son in distress, as she gently cupped his face in her hands.
"Baby, what happened?" she asked softly, her voice laced with worry. Jungkook remained silent for a moment, the weight of his emotions too heavy to put into words. Instead, he buried his face in Mrs. Jeon's shoulder, his body shaking with sobs as he clung to his mother for comfort.
Mrs. Jeon wrapped her arms around Jungkook, holding him close, " Shhh, my baby, shhh don't cr-ry. Her own voice trembled a little at the end.
Jungkook's sobs gradually began to subside, his body relaxing slightly, Mrs. Jeon gently wiped away his tears.
After a few minutes, Jungkook eventually fell asleep in Mrs. Jeon's arms while crying and sniffing.
Mr.Jeon looked down at his son, he gently brushed a stray lock of hair from Jungkook's forehead.
"He's asleep," Mr. Jeon whispered softly, his voice barely above a whisper as he watched over Jungkook's peaceful slumber.
Yoongi nodded, "I'll take him to the room," he said quietly, as he carefully lifted Jungkook into his arms,
Mrs. Jeon hurried to Yoongi's side, her hands fluttering with worry as she helped him carry Jungkook to the bedroom. Together, they gently laid him down on the bed, his body still trembling from the chill of his wet clothes.
Seeing Jungkook shiver, Mrs. Jeon and Jimin removed his damp clothes and replaced them with Yoongi's warm pajamas.
They tucked him in snugly beneath the covers, Mrs. Jeon's touch gentle as she kissed his forehead tenderly, her heart aching at the sight of her son in such distress.
Meanwhile, Yoongi wasted no time in reaching out to Taehyung, his fingers flying over the keys of his phone as he dialed his brother-in-law's number. "Hello, Taehyung?" he said urgently, his voice filled with concern.
Taehyung's voice came through the line, his tone anxious as he responded. "Hyung, is Jungkook with you?" he asked,
"How did you know?" Yoongi questioned.
Taehyung let out a sigh of relief, as he replied to Yoongi, "I'll explain when I get there. Just hold on. I'm on my way,"
Saying this Taehyung hung up without even waiting for a response.
Within 20 minutes, the doorbell rang, and Taehyung, Hye-joon, and Taemin arrived. Jimin opened the door and they came inside. "Where is Jungkook?" Taehyung asked looking around the room.
Yoongi stepped forward, his expression grave as he met Taehyung's gaze.
"He's in the room, sleeping," he replied, his voice deep, "But what happened between you two that Jungkook showed up like this, huh?" Yoongi's tone was filled with a mixture of worry and frustration,
Before Taehyung could respond, Yoongi's voice rose with anger. "What the hell did you say to him?" his eyes flashing with anger.
Jimin stepped in, his voice calm as he attempted to diffuse the tension. "Yoongi, calm down," he said gently, placing a hand on his husband's shoulder. "Let Taehyung speak."
Taehyung took a deep breath, his eyes meeting Yoongi's before turning to explain the situation. He recounted how Jungkook had erupted into shouting out of nowhere.
As Taehyung was speaking, they heard footsteps descending the stairs, and everyone's attention turned to the staircase and they saw Jungkook coming down.
Taehyung immediately reached out to him, his hand outstretched, "Jungkook, let's talk, hmm?"
But Jungkook brushed past him, his expression closed off as he avoided Taehyung's gaze. "I don't want to talk, just go away," he muttered, his voice strained with emotion.
Taemin stepped forward, his eyes brimming with tears as he reached out to Jungkook, his hand grasping his. "Eomma," he whispered,
Jungkook's heart clenched at the sight of Taemin's tear-filled eyes, his resolve wavering for a moment. "Go with your dad, after all, you need him more, right?"
But Taemin refused to let go, his grip on Jungkook's hand tightening as he shook his head. "No, I want to stay with you, eomma," he insisted,
Jungkook sighed and had to take Taemin's hand off his.
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So that was all for today's chapter, I hope you enjoyed reading it.
What are you views on it ?
What do you think about Jungkook actions ?
Do you like the new characters ?
I felt that this chapter was a bit boring, was it ?
Borahae,
Byee.
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