WRONG NUMBER ✔︎ JIKOOK

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" eomma " jungkook said as he walked in with a tray of food on his hands . he put it on the bedside table and sat at the edge of the bed .

last year , his mom was confirmed for heart disease . his father died in a car accident when he was 10 . everything was fine for them to live two but since his father died and his mom was sick , their life became a bit ... bad .

jungkook didn't have any choice other than working and attending school at the same time . his salary wasn't much , but enough to support both of them .

since his mom was sick , jungkook didn't want to tell her about his mental health . she would be worried and it would be worst for her heart .

" eomma ... i have a new friend . the name's jimin " jungkook said , there was a small smile on his face .

" do you feel ... h-happy with him ? " she asked . her voice was really low but jungkook could heard her well . it was fine as long as she could talk .

" ye , so happy "

" then im h-happy t-too " she said , enough to make her son smile . " thank you eomma , i love you " jungkook said , pulled his mom into a hug .

" i cook you a chicken porridge , let's eat a bit "

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since he was going to have school tomorrow , jungkook decided to buy some groceries . jungkook's life routine was quiet same every day .

went to school at 7 am and back to school at 1 pm . rest a bit and out for work at 3 pm and finish work at 10 pm . monday to friday , repeat . he only got to rest and spend the time with his mom during the weekends .

" what should i get ? " he muttered to himself .

" jeon jungkook " someone suddenly approached . the voice was familiar , jungkook immediately turned to look at the person .

" wonwoo " jungkook reply , eyebrows furrowed in anger and annoyingly . cha wonwoo , he was the one that jungkook told jimin about which jungkook referred him as ' 1 ' .

" it's been awhile since i last seen you " wonwoo said . his hands were in pocket and slowly walking closer to jungkook .

" it's not a problem to you " jungkook said . he want to get rid of wonwoo but he had to find a right banana milk brand for himself first .

" it is . why are you avoiding me ? " wonwoo asked .

" why do you care ? where were you when i was down ? you're always with your other friends and i was left alone . now you fucking asked me why am i avoiding you huh ? fuck off "

" what ? i didn't left you ! " wonwoo said again .

" say it again and you are dead . sure you did approach me almost every day but i don't think you approach me as a friend . i only feels bullied . you and your friends always make fun of my look , my weight while you know damn well that they're all my insecurities . you know damn well that im suffering anxiety and depression . do you think i call it a friendship ? " jungkook said .

he looks tough and cold outside but deep inside his heart , he was weak . he was mentally weak . he wish he could beat the fuck out wonwoo but they were in a grocery store right now .

it was painful . all he wanted from his friend was a simple cheer , supports and stand by his side .

" jungkook ... "

" seriously go the fuck away from me . don't ever talk to me again " jungkook said and walked away . of course , with a pack of banana milk in his hand .

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" eomma . i cook dinner for you , let's eat " jungkook said as he entered his mom's room . he put the tray on the bedside table and sat at the bed edge .

" eomma ? wake up , you should eat " jungkook said softly .

" eomma ? " but his mom still wasn't responding and didn't open her eyes .

" eomma , wake up . you need to eat " he shook his mom body slowly and her hands that was place on her stomach fell down .

jungkook froze . then chuckle .

" eomma enough playing eh ? " no response .

" eomma ... you left me " he whispered . tears falling down to his cheeks .

" i thought you would never leave me . i thought you love me b-because you said so ... but ... why am i alone now ? why are you leaving me by myself ? " he cried out . the bedsheet was wet because of his non stop tears .

" should i ... go with you , eomma ? "