this is a pretty sad one, it deals with themes of death and loss.
-parents namgi
-jungkook (age 16)
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"namjoon, turn your phone off." yoongi said groggily, having been woken up from the persistent ringing of his husband's phone.
namjoon grumbled before rolling over - squinting his eyes at the display.
it was just passed six am, and he had three missed calls from seokjin, his best friend.
him and seokjin had known each other since namjoon was born, they grew up together and watched each other find love and settle down.
he decided that it would be best if he answered the older's calls, knowing that jin would only call him this early if it was serious.
he sat up and pressed the phone to his ear.
"hello? everything alright?" he said sleepily, the line remained silent.
"jin hyung...what's going on?" he asked, slightly more concerned. yoongi sat up too, listing in to the call.
"hey namjoon. i-is kookie with you right now?" jin said, his voice was shaky - almost as if he'd been crying for hours...
"no he's asleep in his own bed, hyung - tell me what happened."
jin started crying and both males shot each other worried glances.
"yesterday after jungkook left, j-jimin said he felt like shit - headache and stuff. he went to bed at like five pm or something-" jin paused as another sob came over him.
"h-hobi went to check on him before we went to sleep. he looked really pale a-and he'd wet himself.
he wouldn't wake up and w-we couldn't find a pulse so we phoned an ambulance... b-b-but he was already d-dead. apparently he h-had a seizure." jin hiccuped, namjoon and yoongi sat in shocked silence.
not only was jimin jin's son - he was jungkook's best friend.
the two were inseparable - the longest they had ever been apart was less than a week.
they truly did everything together, jimin was jungkook security blanket.
jungkook suffered from pretty severe depression, two years ago - he attempted suicide.
the only person that managed to talk him down was jimin. the boy that saved his son's life was gone.
and jungkook lay peacefully sleeping in the next room.
"jin hyung...oh my god. i'm so sorry - do you guys need anything?" namjoon stuttered out, tears slipping down his tanned cheeks.
"no no, j-just please be gentle with jungkook okay? you know how much j-jimin meant to him." he wailed, both namjoon and yoongi were crying now.
though the phone they heard a broken cry come from a different room, jin informed them that hoseok was taking a shower but he doesn't sound well - so jin was going to hang up and check on him.
the call ended and namjoon put his head in yoongi's lap, sobbing quietly.
"d-do we tell him now?" namjoon choked out, yoongi shook his head and gently stroked his husband's hair.
"no no, let him sleep for now. why don't we get up and make him some food. then we'll need to phone the school and tell them that he won't be in for a couple of days, okay?" yoongi stated. namjoon admired how calm yoongi appeared.
if namjoon was by himself he would have woke jungkook up and told him there and then, unable to keep such a big secret from his son.
namjoon climbed out of bed and stretched before heading off to the kitchen.
yoongi on the other hand went down the hall to their son's bedroom. there jungkook lay, sleeping peacefully - sprawled out across his double bed.
yoongi quietly walked around jungkook's bedroom, fondly admiring the decor. his bedroom had three white walls and one black one. he had a desk, tv, gaming station and a keyboard. he also had a wall filled with movie and music posters that he'd collected over the years.
hanging above his bed, he had a polaroid wall. almost every picture was of him and jimin - a few of him and his parents and maybe some of his other friends if you're lucky - but jimin was the main feature by far.
in the centre of the polaroid's was an a3 size framed drawing of him, jimin, namjoon and yoongi in disney world two years ago.
jungkook spent weeks perfecting the drawing and its by far his favourite possession.
yoongi checks the time on his phone : 6:19am. jungkook's alarm was set to go off in ten minutes.
the oldest went to the kitchen to see namjoon pouring pancake batter into a pan. the younger husband was still sniffling, yoongi smiled sadly and walked over to the taller male.
"i'll do this, you go have a shower and calm down a little okay?" yoongi said softly, namjoon just nodded and shuffled off to their master bedroom.
five minutes later, jungkook's alarm rang and the teenager stirred. it took two minutes before he walked through to the kitchen.
jungkook stood before his dad, with a major bed head and puffy eyes from sleeping, he was only wearing a pair of shorts - exposing his chest.
"dad, did you get me more shower gel?" jungkook asked, rubbing his eyes. yoongi blinked a few times - not registering the question.
"dad?"
"what? o-oh sorry honey i zoned out. i put more in your bathroom cabinet." he replied sheepishly.
jungkook thanked him and went to disappear back to his bedroom.
"kookie?"
jungkook turned back to look at his dad, yoongi bit his lip. "i love you okay?" he had to do everything to fight back tears.
jungkook looked confused but just went with it. "love you too dad." he smiled.
yoongi watched until jungkook was fully out of view before letting more tears slip.
"i'm sorry baby."
x
fifteen minutes later, all three family members were sat together, eating their pancakes in silence.
yoongi's phone buzzed, so he tuned it over to see a message from namjoon.
joonie🌿 :
when should we tell him hyung?
yoon🪐 :
let him eat first, he didn't eat much last night and i don't want him to pass out.
yoon🪐 :
once he gets up to get his shoes on, stop him and we can talk to him then okay?
joonie🌿: okay hyung.
-seen-
jungkook finished his breakfast quicker than expected and stood up to leave for school. before he could make it two feet away from the table he was stopped by namjoon.
"hey kook, we need to talk to you.." he began, jungkook checked the time on his phone before sitting back down.
"we need to tell you something, and it's going to upset you alright? maybe we should go sit on the couch." yoongi suggested.
jungkook stood up apprehensively and the three made their way into the living room.
the two parents stared at jungkook, the closer attention jungkook payed - he could tell that they'd both been crying.
"what the matter?" he asked, then his eyes widened. "a-are you guys getting a divorce?"
"no no angel, we're not. sit down love."
jungkook obeys.
"baby, there's no easy way to tell you this, and i know it's going to shock and upset you but both of us are here for you okay? we love you so much and we can get through this." namjoon spoke, voice shaking.
jungkook's face paled and he looked like he was about to throw up. "what!"
"baby, you know how you had to leave jimin's early yesterday because he felt sick.." jungkook nods.
"well, jimin went to bed for a while, hobi went to check on him before bed and.." yoongi took a deep breath, holding his son's hand gently.
"jimin had a seizure baby. when jin and hoseok found him it was too late."
"no no no dad i-is he okay? please tell me he's okay!"
their hearts broke. "jimin is gone, sweetheart."
jungkook was breathing fast and hard. you could almost see his head pounding through his skull, trying to process the information he was just told.
all of a sudden he stood up, he let out and choked sob and just started wailing. he then made a gagging like sound, before passing out.
namjoon luckily caught him before he hit the ground, yoongi stood up too and helped namjoon lay jungkook down.
"should we call an ambulance?" namjoon asked, obviously freaking out.
"no no, he's just in shock." yoongi attempted to calm namjoon down. the younger was incredibly intelligent and was a brilliant thinker - however he was known to panic in difficult situations.
"carry him though to our bedroom and rub his back or tummy. just comfort him alright? i'm going to get him clothes to change into."
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jungkook woke up about three minutes later, he was laying in the middle of namjoon and yoong's king sized bed. he blinked a few times before everything came flooding back.
"j-jimin!" he sobbed, sitting up rapidly. he felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned to see his father's warm eyes.
"dad, he's gone." jungkook cried - namjoon pulled his son into a tight hug and kissed his hair, wishing that he could make things better.
jungkook bawled, wetting namjoon's shirt in the process. his dad whispered little comforting sentences into his only child's pierced ears. after a few minutes, yoongi appeared with clothes, a glass of water and some tissues.
"how about you get changed out your uniform hmm? you'd be a lot more comfortable." yoongi suggested, jungkook nodded and took the clothing from yoongi.
"you want us to leave so you can get changed?" he asked, offering him some privacy.
jungkook shook his head. "don't want to be alone, please don't leave." he pleaded, yoongi's heart melted.
"alright, joonie can you go get him a cold towel? he's a little hot." yoongi asked, feeling jungkook's warm forehead.
namjoon left the room and jungkook began to get changed.
his hands shook as he fumbled with the buttons. yoongi could only watch for so long until he decided to intervene.
"hey, it's okay - let me help you angel." he soothed, unbuttoning jungkook's shirt and gently slipping it off his shoulders.
jungkook continued to cry softly as yoongi pulled a big sweater over his frame. jungkook unbuckled his own trousers and put his hands on yoongi's shoulders - supporting his shaky legs.
once fully dressed in a sweater and shorts, yoongi climbed into bed and held jungkook close, rubbing his back.
"here, have a drink for me baby." he offered jungkook the glass and jungkook took small sips, still feeling slightly sick.
namjoon returned with a cold towel for the teen's forehead, he pressed it on gently and stroked his son's cheek.
jungkook turned to face namjoon, clinging on to his shirt.
namjoon cooed and laid down, so that both parents sandwiched the younger.
jungkook's sobs turned into small hiccups and he nuzzled into namjoon's broad chest.
the pair gently shushed him, rubbing his back and kissing him on the nose and hairline. jungkook eyes were struggling to stay open. "go to sleep kookie, we'll be here when you wake up."
jungkook never responded, he just buried his head closer in namjoon's chest.
soon jungkook was asleep once again. in the warm embrace of his parents.
"he looks so gorgeous when he sleeps." yoongi whispered, namjoon hummed in agreement.
"just like you then." namjoon smiled - making yoongi blush.
"we should get some more sleep too, i'm tired." yoongi yawned.
the pair fell asleep once more - finally restoring temporary calm in the house.
however, this was just the beginning.
-the end-
thank you for reading! one quick thing - one of my all time favourite authors and one of my biggest inspirations jacqueline wilson came out at the age of 74! good for her 🥺
-1962 words