𝗦𝗺𝘂𝘁 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘁 || 𝚃𝚊𝚎𝚔𝚘𝚘𝚔 ||

Free

the times jungkook broke him.
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How many years has it been since he and jungkook started dating? 5? 6? He doesn't remember.

But he does remember the happy and unhappy times.

That one time when jungkook nervously asked him out on a date, and they both had the best day of their life.

That one time when jungkook forgot their anniversary and hanged out with his colleagues. He cried himself to sleep.

That one time when they had sex for the first time, they were full of love and sweetness.

That one time when jungkook came late home when they were supposed to go on a date.

That one time when he saw jungkook kissing a cute boy in a bar. How he desperately apologised, saying it's the alcohol. And he forgave him even though tears were brimming in his eyes.

That one time he came home with a woman's perfume all around him.

That one time jungkook didn't care when he was sick.

That one time jungkook didn't hear him out when he was facing trauma and depression.

That one time jungkook scolded him for self harm and did nothing to console him.

That one time.. the lists just goes on. There were no more happy memories after their 2nd year of dating. He didn't knew, people could get tired of their lover so soon.

If he had known, he wouldnt be here in a bathtub full of blood. Hands full of elastic bands, bruising his wrists. Head aching like it will explode any second. Palm full of pills about to be digested by him.

If only he had known that jungkook never cared.

There were no more tears left to cry. One would think blood is leaking down his eyes by the way it's so red and hurt.

He scratched his thighs and arms, trying to feel the pain that can stop him from having yet another panic attack.

He left a note. A suicide note, to be precise. He knows jungkook wouldn't care enough to read it.

Even though he was gone. Even though he was no more.

Jungkook would be happy. In a world without him.

The pills made their way down his throat in such a harsh way that he almost puked them all out. He panted heavily and looked around the bright red bathroom, remembering that one time when jungkook told him to just die. Just get away from him and disappear.

Wouldn't jungkook be happy? Now that he would disappear.

His head started getting dizzy and he closed his eyes, sinking down the bloody bathtub as he took his last breath.

I'm finally free.

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Hi! This is it.

I've updated after so long but it has to be a sad one help😭

I missed y'all! Hopefully more updates coming soon! Also, shouldn't there be jungkook's pov for this chapter ;)

~ur whore