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Jungkook opened the front door and immediately felt sicker seeing a woman stiletto there.

Father must be bringing another .

Jungkook sighed, still feeling dizzy after what happened earlier in Seokjin’s apartment. He entered the living room and feeling disgusted when he saw his father making out with a girl who was half .

His father seemed to notice his presence and pushed the girl beside him. Jungkook, didn’t want to feel worse, just walked passed them.

“Jungkook”

Jungkook didn’t replied and continued walking to his room.

“JUNGKOOK!”

Jungkook was too tired to answer. He just simply slammed his door and locked it. Jungkook felt his chest tightened when he heard his father’s yell. He was a little bit shocked seeing his father eating the girls lips, all the time he ever saw his father bringing girls was just they sat on the sofa while talking or randomly stared oh-so-lovey-dovey-ly.

Jungkook was hoping he got a better atmosphere after arriving home, but the reality turned and Jungkook couldn’t find his right mind anymore. He slid down on the door and finally his tears poured.

Jungkook’s breath went heavier as he hiccupped and cover his face. Every emotion slapped him right in his poor little heart. Anger, disappointment, sadness, loneliness. Everything. Jungkook was never felt this vulnerable before. He could no longer trust people. Everyone was betraying him as he tried to be a better person.

Jungkook screamed and threw anything close to him. As the sobs getting louder and louder, he could feel his head spinning and his vision blurred. His father’s yell was long gone. Now it was all only him. Crying in his room like an abandoned child.

He was abandoned though.

He knew he has nobody beside him. Not even Hoseok and Taehyung. He thought the two must be mad at him when he saw how reckless Jungkook was. He remembered he snapped at Hoseok after he came out from the head department room, silencing the elder. He also left Taehyung on the road only to chase Seokjin.

Seokjin.

The name made Jungkook’s heart beating loud and painful. Like thousand knifes being stabbed to it. He knew he was stupid to believe Seokjin still care about him after he left the elder 14 years ago. He came to the realization that he’s so selfish to think that Seokjin only waited for him all those years. Seokjin must be have someone else filling his heart and his days. Jungkook’s didn’t bother to think who was the one that steal his favorite hyung’s attention because he saw that himself.

Jungkook’s felt his energy drained little by little. He wanted to do something but he could barely move his hand. He felt numb. His breath hitched everytime he inhale and his teeth clattered. Jungkook felt the air leave his lungs as he panted. Trying to gather air into his lungs. He didn’t realize his finger scratching the carpet and he coughed.

Everyone leave me.

They hated me.

I have no one now.

They hated me.

They hated me.

They don’t want me anymore.

I have no one.

I’m all alone.

Jungkook fell on the floor as he tried to gather some air for his lungs. He coughed again and again. He blinked his eyes weakly.

“Momma…” Jungkook whispered weakly. Memories with his mother started to fulfill his mind. “Momma.. Kookie is tired…” Jungkook saw his mother smiling at him.

“Kookie is tired please take him with you.. momma…” Jungkook coughed. The vivid memories when he played in the backyard with his mother replayed again.

“Momma…” Jungkook closed his eyes.

Fainted.

**

It was three in the morning when Seokjin heard a call from the patrol. He quickly gather his team and launched to the crime scene. He needed to concentrate on his job too besides worrying about Jungkook who didn’t answer his call since the boy left his apartment this evening.

It was raining and Seokjin drove carefully and fast to the crime scene. He won’t let the heavy rain distract his focus because Jungkook already took half of it.

“It’s him!” one of his team pointed at the man who stood in front of a broken glass wall shop. The security alarm rang through the quiet rainy city night. Seokjin didn’t think twice before came out from the car and pointed his gun at the man.

Seokjin’s eyes widened when he saw the culprit’s eyes.

An hour before…

Jungkook woke up with deadly headache.

He pushed his hand to help him got up. He didn’t really remember what happened but he felt a literal emptiness in his chest. Like his heart already stop beating. He coughed and pushed the table to help him stand. He limped to the mirror and saw his reflection.

Bloodshot eyes. Swollen. Bluish under eyes.

Dishevelled hair and dull expression. Pale.

He looks much like a corpse rather than human being.

The only thing that crossed his mind is that everyone hate him and nobody wants him anymore.

I should go.

Jungkook didn’t even bother to wear his coat or anything. He just ran outside, barefeet.

Jungkook ran and ran as far as he can away from home. Away from the people who used to know him. He tripped several times, bleeding his feet but he couldn’t feel the pain. His chest ache more than his body. He didn’t notice how hurt his head was and keep running.

Jungkook fell on the road when he couldn’t move his feet anymore. He saw his reflection in the shop glass wall.

How pathetic.

Jungkook bit his lips until it bleeds and he didn’t know how but the anger filled his mind and he screamed before punching the glass wall.

Broken.

The glass pieces showered him, creating small cuts everywhere but Jungkook didn’t care.

He panted hard.

Then the rain fall.

Present..

Seokjin stunned there. Unable to move his body. His mouth slightly opened and he felt his heartbeat increasing.

Jungkook.

Jungkook what happened..

Seokjin darted his eyes and saw cuts in the boy’s body. Also his fist bleeding hard. The blood mixed with the rain and Seokjin swore he never saw anyone in this kind of situation. His team was quick to take the handcuff and ready to lock the boy.

“STOP” Seokjin commanded. His team members immediately stopped. “He doesn’t need it” Seokjin said. Eyes never leave Jungkook who just looked down on the ground.

“But chief-”

“He doesn’t need it” Seokjin repeated. His team backed up