Beads Of Sweat dropped from her forehead. She was shaking terribly. She dropped her head on her palms when her childhood trauma started coming back to her.
Whistling--Knife--That Boy--Parents--Blood--Death.
All memories flashed infront of her. All She could hear was that boy's sinistic laughter and that strange whistle.
She dropped on the ground with a loud thud. She saw Suga rushing towards her before fainting.
Light penetrated through the curtains, That is when Y/n slowly unlatched her eyes. She whimpered enduring the throbbing pain in her head.
It was really hard for her. The childhood trauma had left a big scar on her. She couldn't forget those sleepless nights when sometimes she had to starve herself.
Calming herself down, she grabbed the glass of Water with her trembling hands. She chugged it down in one go.
That's when the room's door opened, shocking her a bit. But she calmed down looking at the doe-eyed man looking beautiful as ever.
Jungkook whereas felt his heart hurting seeing Y/n's ashen face. Her face had stains of dried tears while he just stared at her eyes which once holded stars in them were now replaced with dullness and fear.
He made his way towards her and sat infront of her.
"How are you now?" She felt her heart calming a bit hearing his deep addicting voice after so long.
She couldn't help but cry when he asked how she was. Blank. She was blank. She bursted out crying while Jungkook hugged her tightly.
Jungkook's heart jumped when she hugged him back. He soothingly rubbed her back to calm her down.
"What did he say to you?" Jungkook asked slowly, voice lacing with concern.
Y/n narrated everything that happened in her cabin to what she went through in her childhood meticulously. By now, She realised she had gained some sort of feelings towards Jungkook but was afraid to accept it. She knew she could trust him.
The way he stared into her soul when she talked gave her the feeling that the guy was ready to listen to her all day long without getting tired.
The way his big, warm hand captured her small ones when she teared up didn't fail to light a spark in her heart.
Jungkook was enraged. For sure he himself was cruel but he never knew that Taehyung was nothing but a monster.
He could endure anything but he was ready to tear apart anyone or burn the whole world if it was for Y/n.
The only thought of someone hurting her outraged him.
He hugged her once again tightly. Tucking her inside the blanket, he was ready to go, His palms formed into a fist and his knuckles turned white when Jungkook felt a soft palm wrapping around his wrist.
He turned around when his eyes again met with her glossy ones.
"B-Be careful" Her voice serious and foreboding. He nodded lightly and went out.
KTH Mansion
The night had turned dark. The winds turned abrupt and thunders roared loudly when Jungkook's car pulled out infront of the mansion's gateway.
He rushed inside the mansion. Entering the hall area, His eyes immediately catched the owner of brown-perilous orbs. He sat on the big maroon sofa, manspreading. His right hand holded an expensive wine glass while the other was stretched out the sofa.
His curly hair fell on his forhead, partially hiding his hooded eyes.
He smirked knowingly. He sat there as if he knew Jungkook would come.
"Long time no see, brother"
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To be continued.I know its been so long since I updated.
Life is tough right now. Everything is so hard to manage. I barely get time to write on this platform. Sorry everyone.
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