Living with her dad was never intentional. She had been trapped, confined and bound to her dad since the death of her mother. Days at school seemed endless. Repeating in a constant cycle of returning home and heading to school.
Until...
She was capt...
"Seol, please... I need help... please. I didn't know where to go?" I stood there. Eyes widened with a shocked expression. I didn't know what to do.
"OH MY GOSH! Jungkook?! What happened to you?" He stumbled into our house in that I assisted him into the nearest room. Somewhere away from Mango's room as well.
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He was covered in blood. It was dripping down his face and stained onto his clothes. Sweat covering his face and body. He looked horrible.
*Jimin's POV*
I heard Seol scream and lifted Mango into my arms.
"Is Seol okay daddy?"
"I don't know yet Mango. You stay in your room alright? Don't come out until I say so, do you understand?"
She nodded looking worried.
I placed her on her bed with some toys to keep her company.
"I will be back soon." I gave her a soft kiss on her forehead and closed the door quietly as I left her room and looking around the house for Seol.
*Seol's POV*
I tried to carry Jungkook into the guess room, but it wasn't really working as he was too heavy for me. He tried his best to help me. Holding onto the wall for support.
As we reached the room I placed him onto the bed.
"Jungkook? Jungkook?" I shook him, but he didn't respond. He passed out on the bed.
The door opened and Jimin came rushing in.
"Jimin." I ran to him and hugged him.
"Oh Shit, Seol, are you alright?" He kissed my head and looked at Jungkook. His body lying restlessly on the bed.
I quickly grabbed a face towel and soaked it into ice cold water and placed it on Jungkook's forehead as he lays there restlessly.
"What should we do?" looking at Jimin with a worried face.
He shrugged his shoulders in annoyance from Jungkook and left the room. Knowing he was my ex and how he treated me.
It was silent. Only me and Jungkook in a room.
I sighed and went to go get some water and a few other important things for Jungkook. He looked pale and weak. I didn't know what to do about his clothes. I couldn't do anything. He was asleep and it was be an invasion of privacy if I had tried to change him.
He was a mess.
He wore a black hoodie which had rips in the arms and hood and black jeans stained with blood and dirt.
I sat on a chair next to the bed, making sure he was okay. Every ten minutes I soaked the towel in cold water again and placed it on his forehead. The towel had gotten warm quite quickly from his head.
Eventually, I fell asleep, my head next to his body as my body awkwardly bends onto the bed as I'm still seated on the chair.
*5am*
I felt something move next to me. I shrugged it off thinking it was Jimin next to me in bed, but it wasn't because I didn't sleep next to Jimin last night. He only came in a few times to check on me, but after, he went to bed with Mango.
"Seol?" Jungkook whispers while sitting up on the bed. His bones cracking and aching, probably from being wounded and ill.
"Jungkook. How you feeling?" I say as I rub my eyes and look at him. His eyes glisten from the sunlight beaming into the room. He seemed happy to see me, somewhat euphoric.
"I've missed you."
I force a sympathetic smile. I open my mouth to speak, but no words emerge from my mouth. Did I miss him? No... but yes. It was complicated. He has the weird persona to him which is so captivating. It was also so attractive and hence why I dated him I suppose. He was kind and caring and I'm still falling for that Jungkook.
The rooms fills with an awkward silence.
I sit up and finally say, "I got you some water. Would you like anything else to eat perhaps? Or I could get you some new clothes?" I hand him a bottle of water and smile.
The awkwardness couldn't get any more awkward.
He takes a sip from his water and places it on the night stand.
"Seol, I'm sorry. I didn't know where else to go."
"How did you know I lived here?"
"I've been here before... because... I-I... followed you home."
I look deeply into his eyes. The tension arousing.
"Why did you follow me home Jungkook?" My face serious and curious for his response.
"Because Seol... I miss you... I want you... in my embrace, like before." He reaches for my hand but I pull away.
"Jungkook. I-I umm." I suddenly found it hard to speak and I couldn't form any words, "I don't think it would be right for us to be together again. I'm with Jimin, remember? I will always care for you, but it won't work. I'm sorry."
"Right... yeah, I u-understand. I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't-"
"It's okay Jungkook. Umm would you like anything else before I leave. I think I'm going to go back to my bedroom now." I whisper standing up from the seat. I look of sadness washes his face as he saw me get up from the seat..
"Good night, Jungkook. You should get some more sleep. It's still super early." After that I had walked out of the room and headed back to my own warm bed.
