The Outcasts ✔

Three

Jungkook

Sitting at the restaurant with my foster brothers seems surreal, this is the first time in three years that I have seen them, we have a lot to catch up on. "How's school going, you guys like high school", I ask. "Yea I like it, I play a lot of sports so it keeps me busy", Jimin says. "Where are you guys living now", I ask. "In our house, why would we live anywhere else", Yoongi says. 

"You still have the house, how did you afford it without me", I ask surprised. "Oh you mean after you abandon all of us, don't worry Kook, Joon, Jin, Hobi and I did what we had too do to keep us all together", Yoongi spits. "Yoon", I start. "Drop it Kook, I get it, don't give us excuses, we are just glad you came back for Hobi", he says.

For the rest of dinner Tae and I talk about his school work and how much he likes the theater club, when we leave the restaurant I drop them off at the house and can't help but to tear up when I see it. "You coming in", Jimin asks. "Uh no, I have something to do first, then I'll come back", I say.

 I turn the car around and head back to the hospital, I walk in to see Namjoon sitting next to Hobi and Jin asleep on the couch, "Kook." He gets up and hugs me, "when did you get here." "Just a few hours ago, I went to dinner with Yoongi and the boys", I say. "Yea Jin told me, sorry I wasn't here I was still at work", he says.

His phone rings, "I need to take this can you sit with Hoseok till I get back." "Yes of course, go", I say sitting down. They treat me like I never left, they treat me like I wasn't an asshole who abandoned them when they all needed me the most, making me feel even more guilty.

 I watch Jin sleep, I can't get over how he has filled out, he went from a skinny lanky teenager to a skin and bone drug addict, to a tone, well defined god. Like always his hand is resting on his chest under his shirt so it's pulled up showing not only his abs but his v cut, good god I'm drooling.

The love I have for him has no end, I never stopped loving him even after all this time but I know he hates me, I broke my promise and left him. "Sorry about that Jungkook, how have you been", Namjoon asks coming in and sitting in the chair across from me. 

"I've been okay, I see you guys are doing really good, you were able to keep the house", I say. "Yea we all turned out pretty good given the circumstances, I became a therapist, Yoongi opened his mechanic shop, Hobi is a High School counselor, and Jin is a culinary teacher", Joon says proudly.

I look over at Jin again, "he had a really hard time when he got out and found out you left." Guilt crashes into me again, I rest my elbows on my knees and bury my face in my hands, "we thought he'd relapse but he didn't, we were so proud of him." "I'm so ashamed Joon, I not only hurt my family but I hurt the one I love the most, I'll never forgive myself", I say.

 "You can make it better Kook, just tell everyone you are sorry, when you left you just left without saying anything to any of us and then we never heard from you, it was painful but we moved on, you had no obligation to us", he says making me sob.

"I have to go are you going to stay longer", Joon asks. "Yea I'll stay a bit longer", I hug him and watch him walk out. I grab a blanket and cover Jin with it then sit back down, not taking my eyes off of him, I remember the first time he kissed me, we were sitting on my bed watching a movie, I knew he liked me, just by the way he would look at me and I knew that I was falling hard for him too. 

Sitting on the bed together I would make sure that our legs would touch or that my hand would brush his skin and finally one time I touched his hand, that's all it took. He straddled my lap so fast that I didn't process right away what he was doing, his mouth was on mine and when I finally woke up, I pulled him closer, burying my tongue into his mouth.

We had sex the first time that night, we laid in each others arms and swore to be together forever no matter what, when we turned 16 was the first time we tried pot together with Yoongi and that was it, we would occasionally smoke together until I found out Jin was smoking without me.

When I found out he was trying other drugs with people I didn't know, I was livid because that's when the addiction became excessively worse, I stayed by his side and tried my best to help him but when the worst happened I knew I had to show tough love.

The nurse comes in to check on Hobi and change his IV bag, her movements must have woken Jin up because I see him sit up and rub his eyes, when he sees me he freezes, "why are you back, I thought you went out to dinner with the others." "I did, I came back afterward, you can go back to sleep, I will sit with him", I say.

 "No, I'm good", he sits in the chair that Namjoon sat in earlier. We were quiet for a few minutes, "you look really good Jin, healthier than before." "Before what, before you left, is that what you were going to say, I guess I have you to thank for that Jungkook", he says with a mixture of hurt and anger.

He stood quickly and paced back and forth, pulling at his hair, looking at me like he had something to say but couldn't, "talk to me Jin." He stops walking and stares at me, the hurt and pain in his eyes guts me, but it's not enough to hide the love I still see in them, "talk to you, you mean holler at you, punch you, hate you with every fiber of my being, but I just can't, can I."