FORSAKE | Kookjin

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A/N - School back up in running, so when's next update... uh, not so sure :((

I will try whenever I get some time to write and post if possible, but predict some long wait time. So, take your time to read~~~

Thank you for reading!!

Seokjin

He stares at himself in the mirror. Stares at his pale face. Pale skin. He was shaking–he was shaking pretty bad, thinking about what just happened. He felt embarrassed that everyone had to see his pathetic state. He felt humiliated. He ruined everyone's trip by drowning. Yes, he knew how to swim, but he had grown a fear. Fear after what his mother did. Maybe, it was what he deserved?

Blinking, he turns and heads to the bed, covering himself with a blanket, staring at nothing but the window. The sky was beginning to turn dark, a dark shade of blue. Some time later, the door knocks. And then it slowly opens. He said nothing, but he could smell an omega's scent. Jimin's.

"You okay?" Jimin asks.

He turns to face the other omega, and nods, gazing at the bowl in his hand.

"I got you some soup. Taehyung made it. His grandmother's recipe."

He sits up slowly. "Thank you," he says. His voice was still croaky. "Is...is Yoongi here?" He wanted to see the alpha, ask him why the man didn't listen to his request, ask why the man did what he did. Or, get some comfort...that's what his omega wanted. It craved touches. It craved some contact.

Jimin's face turned something weird, giving him a close lipped smile. "Yoongi actually will come back soon. He went...he went out for a bit." And the other omega probably noticed his instant saddened smile because he begins to look guilty. "Should I get you anything?"

He shakes his head, and just responds. "Thank you for the soup. Let Taehyung know too. And sorry about the lake incident."

Jimin shakes his head, walking closer to him. "Hyung, I'm sorry. This is nothing for you to apologize for. Please let me know if there's anything I can do to help."

He shakes his head. "I'll just sleep," he says. "I'll eat the soup in a while."

"Whenever you want, just call me. Or Taehyung. Or Jungkook even."

"Was Jungkook the one who..." he said, not sure what exactly he was going to say. "Helped me?"

Jimin nods, with a small smile. "He was really worried." Then he adds, "Yoongi hyung was too."

He needed to say thank you to Jungkook, but not now. All he wanted now was to sleep. His head hurt. And he felt cold.

...

Jungkook

He yawns. His mind was constantly running, revisiting what happened in his mind. The omega looked so scared.

"Good thing you were fast." Taehyung pats him on his knee, sitting beside him on the couch.

He says nothing. It didn't feel like it. Especially when the omega had thrashed in his arms, when he stopped struggling, or when he didn't wake up, but once he did, he looked so scared and confused. The entire situation is making him feel distressed. Taking a sip from his beer can, he stares into the TV Screen, not really catching whatever is happening on the show.

"Do you know where Yoongi might be? Could you get him?" Jimin asks them, walking into the living room.

"I don't know." He shrugged. He didn't want to see his brother currently, afraid of punching the older one in the face. "Why?"