|25| 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣

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𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝘆/𝗻

" Hey jungkook, pass me the cucumbers " My father asked him as my appa was cooking while Jungkook helped him . Jungkook handed him the ingredient .

It has been five months since I met jungkook. I made him my friend. He often use to come to my house to hang out. Appa loves him a lot. I betcha , he made a very good impression on my father that's why he loves him so much that he used to forget about his lovely daughter.

I smiled looking at them.

I am not upset or feeling left out or anything...

I am happy.

He is finally getting the happiness he deserves. He don't deserve sadness.

In fact

No one , deserves sadness til they are good

After meeting him I believed that mafias, bad people and all those people who does crime maybe are not that bad. I got to know that all these people are just helpless , they don't have anyone to help them, to give them a hand. That's why they choose wrong way . They want to hurt those people who hurt them.

That's why they choose .

Revenge...

I got to know that jungkook chose the same way . He chose revenge which pulled him into darkness.

But I met him, when he asked me to help him with those helpless eyes.

I felt his pain and I gave him my hand.....

Now, I don't want him to feel any pain...

But what if.... ?

I leave him... ?

My eyes teared up.

What if I leave him... ?

Then,

Who will give him a hand. ?












..My jungkook will be pulled into darkness again.

He will again feel pain.

I got distracted from my thoughts when i heard the sound of plate breaking. I glanced at Jungkook to see a broken plate lying near his legs.

"Oh my god Jungkook are you okay? " My dad spoke as he looked at his hand.

I ran towards them and gazed at jungkook hand. I held it tightly his hand was bleeding and a piece of broken plate was stuck in his finger.

" I will bring first aid " My dad spoke as he hurriedly left the kitchen to bring
first-aid leaving both of us alone .

I carefully took out the piece of plate out from his finger.

" Your hand bleeding " I whispered looking at him with my glistening eyes.

" Hey, why are you crying I am fine " He said panicking looking at my tears. " You are crying for me " He chuckled and stroked my hair

" Don't you feel pain you don't even cry " I said seeing his blank face which had no expression whereas I felt all the pain by just watching his wound.

"These are nothing for me ,before you no one healed my injuries so don't cry for me "He said with a small smile

My eyes teared up more.

No one before took care of him.

With shivering voice I whispered to him while holding his hand













" I- I will never leave you "

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