Forbidden

Chapter twelve

Mention of s//l// h//r// (e,f, a,m) ahead in the chapter, please don't read if you aren't comfortable. (Ps. Please if anyone who reads this chap and has been through s//l// h//r// you can talk with me and also if my writing isn't "accurate" to reality don't take it seriously it's just the way the story is plotted)
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With Sope

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It was evening when Hoseok and Yoongi where strolling around the town, soon they where walking to a new part of the town, suddenly Hoseok got pulled into the alley way by Yoongi as he freaked out. "What?!", Hoseok's shout got silenced by Yoongi. "Shh! I saw someone." Hoseok tilted his head and pulled themselves out of the alley, making Yoongi widen his eyes. "Everything in fine Hyung- k- Why are you here?!" Said Hoseok, as he made eye contact with the person in front of them. "Uh-i don't know you guys i would like to excuse myself!", Said the person before running and finally blending into the crowd, "But-", Hoseok tried to say something but right then, Yoongi grabbed him and started walking away, "That's enough walking for today Hoseok." Yoongi said, his words leaving a baffled Hoseok he dragged behind him. 

Back to Jikook (Jungkook)

Jungkook felt his heart shatter. He was so upset after what happened, yet he still didn't know why he felt good, the way Jimin's lips perfectly connected with his.. he felt like he found the missing puzzle piece to complete him. He needed to be happy again because of it. He felt so good, the warmth he got from Jimin, the way he was able to wrap his arms around him. He loved it all till it lasted, but he managed to lose his missing piece yet again, he's world crumbled beneath his feet as he returned form the most beautiful place he was ever at. 

Jungkook didn't have any more liking in the world. EVERYTHING broke down for him.. everything... He was broken himself, his heart was too. He just felt loved for once but just because he had a boyfriend? He lost the chance to be loved by who made him feel loved for once. Jungkook finally got up from the place he was sitting at and went to the bathroom to wash his face. 

He splashed water on his face and opened the mirror cabinet to take out the face wash but as he was looking away for a moment, his hand landed on something else. Which sent shivers run down his spine, but then he took it out and his eyes widened unexpectedly as he felt something impale his finger. He took out the thing that pierced through his skin and what he took out left him back in a shock again. "A-A safety blade..?" Jungkook asked to himself, he was lost looking it for some minutes, "It won't be that bad if I try..." Jungkook trailed off and looked at the door before he walked up to it and locked it. 

Jungkook sighed to himself and looked down at his sleeves, "I can't go back now, can I?" Jungkook whispered to himself as he rolled up his sleeve of his shirt as he slowly cut across his wrist, soon a tear slipped his eye as he looked down at his wrist and widened his eyes, the area wasn't bleeding but it looked red as blood the stinging pain on his wrist made him forget the pain in his heart, he always said to people that 'Self harming is not good! You can get a therapist and everything will be okay, hun! Listen to me!' And here he was, being attached to the pain he felt on himself which satisfied all of his other pains. he didn't regret one bit of it.. 

It had been whole 5 minutes. Jungkook just stood there against the bathroom sink and tortured himself with that safety blade, finally he was satisfied with what he did, he felt as if self harming felt like a drug to him now... He quickly hid the blade somewhere and looked down on his wrists, there were cuts all over them. Some deeper them others which made them leak out blood. 

Jungkook sat down on the ground and leaned his back against the wall and covered his face with his hands, unexpectedly he bursted out laughing maniacally, soon his laughs died down to painful weeps as he tried his best not to get heard from the outside. 

Jungkook felt dizzy so he covered up his wrists, cleaned up the small blood stains on the tile with a piece of toilet paper and flushed it down then he walked out of the bathroom and then to his room, his world was still crashing down. He felt awful of what he did, yet he felt satisfied of himself. Jungkook locked the door and slid under his bed covers as tears again started to form in the corners of his eyes, so many sweet things Jimin said were going through his mind as he recalled a precious one, 'I don't want to see an angel as precious as you to cry and shed those pearl like tears.' , right after he recalled that line he giggled in between his tears and hugged a pillow close to him. 

It has almost been 3 hours as Jungkook stayed there, on his bed. He didn't care to look what time it was, because the only thing he wished for after all the things that happen the very night is to not see the sun tomorrow. The more Jungkook thought about things the more sleepy he got and finally without realising, he finally drifted off to slumber with a last tear drop escaping his eye as he let out a gasp and clutched onto the covers tightly.

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