TATTOOS AND PILLOWS | TAEKOOK [COMPLETED]✓

✾Pity✾

Pity

a feeling of sadness or sympathy for the suffering or unhappiness of others.

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12 years later

Jungkook tried to become manly or should we say 'manlier' according to his father's wishes. He was aggressive, carefree and spent money like water. He spent most of his time in clubs with his so-called group of 'friends' who were introduced to him by his dad and his company mates. They were rich bastards like him who never gave two fucks about anyone.

Jungkook's phone rang in the middle of their drinks and talk. He ignored it twice but the stupid phone kept buzzing, trying all his patience. With an annoyed face, Jungkook decided to pick the call.

"Aish! What is it hyung?"

"Jungkook! where are you? Mom will be worried if you aren't at the party. It's an important gathering for your career-"

"I don't fucking care about the party or the stupid career. So, why don't you and 'your' mom enjoy that lame-ass party all by yourself," Jungkook growled.

"Jungkook-"

Jungkook didn't wait for his elder brother to finish his sentence and cut the call. He shrugged his shoulders and chugged down a whole mug of beer, swaying his head at the music in the background that played so loudly only to tear someone's eardrums.

"Hey, Jungkook what do you think about that chick?", one of the guys asked, licking his lips and staring at the girl from top to bottom.

Jungkook looked in his friend's direction hoping to find someone attractive. But, to his dismay, the girl was like any other girl.

Too bland.

He just wrinkled his nose and nodded a 'no' while taking another shot.

Their table was filled with empty bottles of alcohol and ashtrays filled with half-smoked cigars. They decided to call the waiter for more booze.

After a couple of minutes, a silver-haired male entered their cubicle. 

The kids always reserved a VIP cubicle for their hangouts and topped it with a personalised waitress serving them along with sexy hot girls accompanying them.

But, it was different today. Surprisingly, the waiter was a male. And above all a beautiful one.

Jungkook slowly gulped the alcohol, down his throat, staring at those hassle brown eyes and the sparkly ear piercings that swayed as he took every step towards them.

One of the guys nudged the ravenette. That's when he realised that he was staring at the male a little too long.

He cleared his throat and pulled out the menu to order the most expensive drinks in the pub.

The silver-haired male bent a little to move closer to the ravenette's face who was sitting lavishly on the couch. The waiter stared at the latter's lips closely as he spoke up. Observing them closely as they moved and trying to collect the information the ravenette wanted to convey.

Jungkook instantly stopped talking when he felt the boy face in his view, whose gaze was fixed at his lips as he noted down the drinks on his notepad and turned around to leave.

That brisk moment with mere intimacy left Jungkook intrigued.

"Should we play with that guy?" Jungkook announced.

Others simply smirked and raised their glasses to 'clink' in unison and encouraged the ravenette to go for it.

Jungkook smiled wickedly as he got up, fixing his attire and ran fingers through his brown hair and called the waiter loudly.

But, the latter didn't turn back, instead kept walking forward through the crowd towards the bar stand.

Jungkook felt his eyebrows twitch. Not once in his life has anyone ignored him. His 'ego' had grown so much since the times his dad broke him. He felt flames under his skin.

He rushed towards the boy, and gripped his shoulder to turn him forcefully and locked eyes with the male with furrowed eyebrows.

The boy gasped at the sudden contact and slightly flinched when he met with those angry eyes.

"How dare you ignore me!" Jungkook snarled.

The silver-haired male took a step closer to look at the younger's face. But, why?

"My single tap on the phone can get you fired!", Jungkook declared. He smirked thinking it would scare the waiter, but instead the boy kept staring at Jungkook's lips with utter confusion.

Jungkook lost all his patience and pulled the boy by his collar his breath fanning on the male's face.

"Are you deaf? Can't you fucking hear me?" He spat out loud shrugging the boy in the process.

The silver-haired simply pointed at his ear and nodded a 'no'.

Jungkook had grown a personality that his father wished to see. And only those emotions that his father expected. Only those talks that would grab everyone's attention. Though he put an act of a rich typical spoilt brat.

The ravenette was stuck in a dungeon built specially for him, without a key.

But, for the first time in all these years, Jungkook felt an emotion he couldn't quite comprehend. An emotion that he wasn't moulded to develop. A feeling that gave him hope, a key to his cage.

Pity.

A/n:- I am writing this after a long time. Cause, I finally found inspiration to continue (blushes). Please forgive me if there are spell mistakes. Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Do leave a vote and comment. Thank you.

~Amy~