Comfort Food (JJK X BTS)

09

Jungkook went home, he ran home, his legs ached, and he was running on pure adrenaline. He didn't even stop by the office to say he was leaving, he just pushed past the big glass doors tear streaks down his face. He let out breathy sobs ever so often as he ran barely able to contain himself, Sehun had just slapped him. Not just a simple slap, one that hurt so much Jungkook could still feel the sting from one of the cuts. His omega was nearly in control, he didn't stop when he heard his phone ringing, and he didn't stop when his neighbor tried to talk to him; he just yanked open the door as hard as he could. Collapsing inside, panting heavily, sobs filling the room. He didn't know why but he was heartbroken, he just wanted to feel safe, yet even in his home, there seemed to be no comfort. 

He shakily stood up, almost falling back over. His legs couldn't handle the weight of his own body, he was sure he would be sore for days, barely being able to sit down on the sofa by tomorrow. He sucked in a heavily shaky breath, gently shutting the door, he didn't wanna wake the puppies up. He fell back over stumbling his way over to the couch. He curled up, bringing his knees to his chest, not even feeling safe with his feet on the floor. He grabbed one of the throw pillows from off the sofa pushing his face into it. His sobs came out uncontrollably, he didn't expect to be emotional, hoping in some way the running would shed some of that fear off. In fight or flight, he flew, he flew so damn hard he could feel his heart ready to burst. The cool feel of wetness pulled around his eyes, the pillow clearly being soaked. Even muffled like this his sobs filled the house, uncontained. 

Why was he so hurt over this? He had no idea, his brain tried to figure out why this specific thing happening was enough to send Jungkook and his omega completely over the edge. Could it be the build-up? That murderous look in Sehun's eyes? He couldn't tell. He's been slapped before, tons of times, not particularly by Sehun but by many people, it seemed to be a part of the job. He felt ashamed, Sehuns had never seen him cry like that, and his neighbor had never seen him cry like that. He was just about ready to shrivel up in a ball, lock himself away, and never, ever, come out.

He heard a whine, pulling his face out of the pillow, letting the material slide off his knees and back onto the safety of the couch, away from Jungkook's tears and sobs. He noticed a few of the puppies looking at him, others had already managed to jump on the sofa without him noticing; all six were here. Jimin pawed at his leg and he felt his tears well up again, for a second there he thought they might have stopped but they just kept coming. 

Jin had hopped up to the top of the sofa, near Jungkook's head, licking his cheek and the tears away simultaneously. He flinched reaching his hand out and gently scratching Jin's ear, his tears wouldn't stop but he felt slightly less afraid. His knees slid down, away from his chest, allowing the puppies to all try and fit on his lap. There was no space but Jungkook giggled slightly through his broken tears. Namjoon had won the battle, pawing at Jungkook's stomach and nuzzling his head. 

The rest of the puppies resigned to just lying scattered around him, whenever Jungkook would pick up in crying they would whine themselves, nuzzling against his hand. He pressed his hands to his face to cover it, sobbing again, the consequences of running out of school were surrounding his thoughts. His heart ached in knowing, he could already imagine the amount of trouble he'd be in come Monday. Hoseok pushed his nose between his hands causing Jungkook to have to move them, the puppy licked his nose. 

Jungkook had calmed down slightly after a few more cycles of that, he would freak out about something new, begin sobbing, and one of the puppies would calm him down. He sighed softly, his phone had been going off nonstop since he finally sat himself down on the couch. He was fine ignoring it, yet if there was any chance it was yugyeom (it probably was) then if he didn't answer soon, that omega was gonna come running to his doorstep. He didn't want his friend to see him like this, his heat was soon, and he didn't want to put that on Yugyeom. This was all his fault, he could feel it in his gut, he was at fault for Sehun slapping him. He tried to remind himself he wasn't but the battling dark thoughts had won.