WHAT I ALWAYS WANTED ||JIKOOK ✅

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JUNGKOOK POV

Jungkook stood in the great room before the massive windows and looked out upon the growing storm.

It was early evening but the night was upon them with the dark clouds and the beating rains.

The house was quiet, very quiet.

He had lived decades of nothing but quiet stillness, storms were his only respite.

Their power and majesty brought back a sense of hope and vitality that all was not lost, that all was not dead.

Nature thrived, nature always thrived and jungkook held to that thought as the thunder crashed around him and lightning lit up the sky.

Jungkook was an old vampire.

He was centuries old, devastating heartbreak old, lost to the world old and waiting for his end.

It would come soon.

The magic that had sustained him through life was fading from his grasp.

He still held the look of a man in his thirties but that age had passed him centuries ago.

He was nearing his end, having been forsaken by Fate and her gifts.

The vultures were circling now; he could feel their avarice on the air waiting to pick his bones and own the power that still beat softly within his heart.

They would not have to wait much longer.

The thrill, expectation and connectivity of life had deserted him and he lived each day with the loneliness of abandonment and the loss of purpose.

He was no longer the ruler of his people.

He was but a distant memory of something that had been grand but was lost now and forgotten.

A flash of lightning and a crash of thunder refreshed the dull and stagnant air for a moment.

Jungkook took a deep breath and turned away from the window when he heard someone enter the room.

"Your brandy, sir." Lisa, his cook and housekeeper set the tray on the side table and looked at him as she always did with a sadness that hurt.

She and her brother Taehyung were all that remained of his once-thriving coven.

Two people remained where there had been so many, two people who demanded to stay even as all hope dimmed.

They were loyal friends and fierce protectors but even they must know that the end was here.

"Thank you, Lisa." He said and walked over to take a seat in the cathedral side chair next to the small marble top table.

The mansion maintained its stock and grandeur even if the true vision that it had once put forth grew faint and muted with the passage of time and the weakening of its spirit.

"If you don't need anything else, Tae and I will retire for the rest of the night." He wished her good night.

She turned away and then she abruptly paused.

Her expression changed.

It lightened and her eyes shifted to the left to look out into the storm.

He watched her, wondering what the catalyst for her sudden look of expectation?

There had been no hope in this household for a very long time.

"Good night, Jungkook." She stated finally.

"Do not give up." She added without further explanation and left the room.

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