the next week for jungkook was filled with the same routine as the evening after his 'date' with jimin. he would spend most of his time either crying, getting beaten, or writing in his journal. his journal that he had had since the day he got released from the hospital after his father died. jungkook escaped with a mild concussion and a broken arm, while his father perished in the accident.
jungkook would write his thoughts down in that black journal whenever he was feeling down or sentimental. it was pretty cliché, but he hoped that he could share it with someone one day so they could figure out why he was the way he is. why he was so fucked up when he used to be a golden boy. they can decipher what went wrong and either chose to stay with him, or leave.
because that's what they normally did. someone amazing came into his life and he fucked it up with all his mental and family issues. he wish someone would stay, but who would?
it wasn't until almost a week later till jungkook decided to pick up his phone. he had completely forgot about someone texting him that night after the café. he was used to nobody texting him so he'd never really check his phone, but tonight was different. it was as if a ghost were telling him to pull up his phone mid-way of writing an entry in his journal.
so he did.
(1) a week ago | jimin 2:56 pm
hey jk, just wanting to know if you're okay after that abrupt leave.
jungkook read that message about 1000 times before it really sunk in.
he wants to know if I'm okay? jin doesn't even do that anymore. and he hears it all.
jungkook couldn't form a response. he wasn't okay. but he couldn't let jimin know that, he'd only met him just over a week ago. and boy, does jungkook have trust issues.
so what should he say? he couldn't just say he was okay because anyone that says they are okay is normally lying, and him leaving was really abrupt. but he couldn't just explain his whole life story to this practical stranger.
maybe i could ask him to meet me somewhere?
then, like a wildfire, something erupted in jungkook's chest. something he's been wanting to burn in him for years. something he'd wished would've set fire earlier.
he's gonna do it.
he's gonna leave this house for good.
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what started this uproar for a revolution, he did not know, but all he knew was that he was leaving tonight. he took a small suitcase he kept in his closet and gathered all his important belongings and clothes that were necessary enough to keep, adding them all to the suitcase. he wrote a quick note to his brother, who was currently at a party, and went to leave it at the foot of his doorstep.
jin,
don't come looking for me, I'm ok. keep mom alive for me, will you? and please don't hate me.
love you,
jungkook <3
he then left jin's room to grab his suitcase and leave through his bedroom window to the park just on the edge of town. before leaving, he grabbed his phone and checked the time, also sending quick message to jimin.
jungkook 4:22 am
i know this sounds crazy but if you're still awake, meet me at the town park asap. if you're asleep, just get here as soon as you see this. i won't abduct you, don't worry.
