jungkook has a hard time dealing with his past...then he meets taehyung....but you know, a mere boy won't fix all his problems, right?
Taehyung finds out his boyfriend's true colors in the worst way possible, but he just wants to love.....maybe that...
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Jungkook's POV:
I'm doing it. It's almost his birthday I need to see him. I can't stand being away from him with this tension between us.
He's got to be home, it's winter break.
I've refrained from knocking on his door because of his parents. The last time I saw his dad he looked like he wanted to kill me. I don't blame him. I would want to kill me too.
I breathe in deeply and shake my head. 'You can do this' It's so cold I can see my breath.
I lick my lips and knock twice. My heartbeat fastens when I bring my arm down. I wait for a minute but no one opens the door. I saw both of their cars in the driveway though?
I let out another shaky breath and go to knock again, but before I can the door swings open revealing Mr. Kim. His soft face darkens and he clenches his jaw.
He tried to to shut the door but my hand stopped him. "Wait! Sir!" I yell.
"What the hell are you doing here? Haven't you hurt him enough?" he asked.
"I just want to talk to him, please?"
"Why would I let you do that?"
"Because I love him." I said.
He scoffed and slammed his hand on the door frame. "You should've acted like it then."
"Sir please." I plead.
"Do you know what he's been doing? He been up in his room missing days and days of school. I have to force him to eat. He's started having nightmares again! He won't have a normal conversation with me or his mother. Just 'i love you' and 'goodnight' Hes falling so behind in school that he might have to repeat senior year. All because of stupid boys like you." Mr. Kim said.
I stood there stunned, but guilty. I didn't cause all of this, but I sure did push him. "Sir can I just apologize to him. I know I fu-messed up. I know he hates me and I don't blame him. I'm such a douche bag. He deserves better than what I've been giving him."
"Your right. He does deserve better." Mr.Kim tried to shut the door again, I pushed it open.
"-But I love him. I love him so much. More than you realize. I can't sleep knowing he is in pain because of me. I want him to know I'm sorry. I want to make sure he's okay." I said.
Mr.Kim stood there for a minute pondering. "I really don't want you up there with him..." he sighs and opens the door wider. "Come in."
My eyes light up as I make my way in. "Thank you sir. You won't regret this."
"I hope not."
I run up the stairs. My heart is pounding. I'm so eager to see him. Eager to hold him, to kiss him, to tell him everything.
I put my hand on the door handle and say to myself, "here we go." When it opens I'm blasted with a breeze of cold air. It completely freezing in here. I look over his room and see his window open. Why would he have his window open in the middle of December?
