His knuckles are red, the skin was completely torn and bleeding.
"You fucking idiot, what was going through your mind?!" I ask the moment everyone left, you see, everyone wanted to witness the fight but no one wanted to help. Jungkook's body still leaning limply on mine, he's still conscious, I think. I move his body off mine, holding his face.
His nose is bleeding heavily, and when I look down at myself, there's blood on my school shirt. My mouth opens again to shout at Jae, but I stop.
"Jae, there's um- tissues in my bag, get it." I say hastily, as I tilt his head very slightly downwards, pinching the end as I grab a handful of tissues from Jae, covering his nose.
"Jungkook, don't look down okay?" He nods in understanding, and we stay there, both of us sitting in silence, with the occasional wince from Jungkook.Jimin and Taehyung arrive around five minutes later, since they had an after-school detention with the gym teacher, helping up Jungkook the moment they saw him. Jimin and Taehyung take one look at Jae's bloody knuckles before realizing what happened. There's no need for an explanation.
"Why did you do that?" I ask when it's only the two of us in the carpark.
"I was... just, ... I don't know."
"I know you don't know, just because mom and dad are divorcing doesn't mean you get to-""It's not because of that."
"Then what? You're not telling me anything."
"I can't Lisa, it's just..." He sits in the driver's seat his bloody fists clenching round the steering wheel."You can't what?" "Lisa, not now, you'll know... later." Yes, later when I'm having my lifelong trip to the coffin. My hands move away from the handle turning my head to look out of the window. "How did you know? I mean, I didn't tell you- and Baekhyun... how?""I heard the other night with you and Ji Sung." Oh, he heard me ugly crying.There's a silence and neither of us speaks as he starts up the engine. "... Your knuckles, do they not hurt?"
"Hmm?" He looks at me before realizing what I just said, his eyes traveling down to his knuckles, the skin completely ripped off. You're telling me, he didn't even realize?I remove my backpack from my shoulders, placing it on my lap, Jae still staring at his knuckles somewhat amused."I didn't even realize."
And that's the most dangerous type of anger you want to avoid, being so angry, you don't feel the pain you're bringing yourself.
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Jimin POV
Taehyung leaves after dropping us off, Jungkook groaning in pain the entire car ride, half exaggerating to get attention. I swear to god this boy manages to joke around even after having his ass kicked. Luckily, no one's home when we get there, and once Taehyung leaves we walk up to his bedroom and no surprise, like usual his room is completely trashed.
"Pretend your blind Jimin," Jungkook says dumping himself onto the bed, before crying out in pain once again. This boy.
"Just smile and you'll be fine." He says imitating my eye smile. Before crying out in pain. Again. "Let me get you something-"
"I'm fine, just a bleeding nose, bruised cheek- oh there's a bit of blood, a bruised eye-" He says examining himself in the mirror, before turning round to see the bloodstains on his shirt, "- Maybe a broken back, but I'm fine."After around ten minutes of trying to wrestle (a very strong, despite being hurt) Jungkook onto the bed, he finally admits defeat.
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How You Love To Hate me
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