The Seven Wives of Jeon Jungkook

Love

She can only stare into his eyes in shock, the rose garden.

As in the one she passed every morning on her walks?

The same garden she admired and would run her fingers against each petal?

The rose garden that Jungkook would pluck a single rose from every day and present to her?

"N...no" her voice shakes. "No!! You're lying!" she shoves Jimin off of her and he tumbles back into the ground. "Stay away from me!" she screams hysterically.

This was too much to take in, why was he suddenly telling her all this now? It couldn't be true!

Jungkook is not a murderer.

Soft black eye,

Curly brown locks of hair,

Sweet pink lips smiling shyly.

"You're delusional!!" she yells as she backs away slowly.

Jimin has his head bowed as if defeated before he lifts it. His eyes land upon her face, mouth opening to speak but stops abruptly as it's left hanging open in shock. His gaze is focused on something behind her.

She follows it to find at the doorway of the dimly lit room, thundering and lightning crashing about loudly, a tall figure standing still. Black eyes sending shivers up her spine.

Jungkook steps into the room, armor glistening from the rain and hair dripping wet. His face is set in a terrifying, grim expression. His eyes are blank, yet she can sense the rage threatening to spill forth. Jimin stands quickly behind her.

"Ji Eun" his voice comes out deep, echoing through the room.

She doesn't answer. Simply stares ahead.

"Come here".

She doesn't understand why she hesitates, standing frozen under the icy gaze locking her in place. Jungkook can be trusted she convinces herself.

She takes a hesitant step forward but stops when she's pulled back violently, landing against Jimin's chest.

"I won't let you have you her".

Jungkook simply stares, tilting his head in confusion.

"Ji Eun, come here" he repeats as calmly as ever. Jimin's grip on her arm is tight and she can't tug herself from it.

Why wasn't he reacting to the scene before him? The bodies, the horrifying displays, she wonders.

"J-jungkook" she calls as she feels a lump forming in her throat. "Y-you told me, there weren't any other wives" she nearly whispers.

Jungkook breaks into a smile, an eerily calm smile.

"I didn't love them," he says, her blood freezes in her veins.

"What" is all she can say, as her heart drops. She can feel herself shaking as Jimin squeezes her arm attempting to calm her. It doesn't help. Who was this person before her? Was this the same Jungkook who had professed his love to her? Who held her so loving before?

He runs a hand through his wet hair, brushing it back as he looks around the room disinterested.

"Seriously Ji Eun? I warned you to stay away from Jimin, yet you disobeyed me, multiple times" he frowns.

"I won't allow you to hurt her as well" Jimin repeats.

Jungkook sneers, "I would never hurt her".

"Bullshit! Tell that to the others!" he screams as his grip tightens around her.

She can only look on in shock, this couldn't be happening. Jungkook...killed these women and...Mina. Tears spring forth from her eyes as she covers her mouth, holding back a sob.