+ Positive + The Third Trimester: Afterstory

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(Y/N's POV)

"Baby Mama I promise you, you didn't do anything bad."

Bringing the tissue up to your eyes again you try to control the tears rolling down your cheeks, Jimin's arms gently rubbing up and down yours as you shake your head and sniffle.

"I-I just thought...maybe I could make him feel better..."

"It's nothing you did My Love....Jungkook...has been gone for quite some time...it's just...it's nothing that anyone will ever do...he just can't emotionally handle living anywhere else...."

Nodding your head you flick your sore eyes out to the rain pouring down outside, your body leaning against Jimin as your lip pushes out into a pout.

"Where do you think he went?...."

"Probably his dad's house, whenever Jungkook gets upset he goes there so he can take his meds. His dad keeps them pretty tightly locked up but it's his dads way to make sure he's alright."

"I hope...he still wants to come around...."

"He will. He'll be back in like 3 days and pretend nothing even happened. Don't let it eat you up Baby Mama, there's nothing wrong with trying."

Giving Jimin another nod when he gets up and heads towards the kitchen you let out a sigh and stand up too, a soft knock on the door catching your attention.

Oh?

Maybe Samyeon wants to come over?

Padding over to the door you pull it open to reveal a hooded boy standing in the rain with his head down, two duffel bags thrown over his arm with a limp sunflower pressed against his chest.

Oh-

Oh?!

"J-Jungkook?!"

Lifting his head up you let out a gasp at the hollow look set in his eyes accompanied by dark circles, his entire body shivering as he stares at you while keeping the sunflower clutched close to him.

"H-H-Hey....Pretty Girl....."

"Jungkook? Oh my gosh you're soaking wet what the hell?!"

Coming from behind you Jimin quickly grabs Jungkook's sleeve and tugs him in the house, his entire expression masked with concern as the dripping wet boy just stands in the middle of the floor.

"P-P-Pretty Girl..."

"Yes Jungkook?..."

".....I'm......so....sorry....I left..."

Breaking down into tears your eyes widen when Jungkook collapses to his knees, Jimin barely catching him as he continues to sob and the bags roll off of his back onto the floor.

What is happening?!

"Jungkook, Jungkook. Come on man what's going on with you? Do I need to call your dad?"

"N-No!....no...."

"Jimin...he needs some dry clothes..."

Looking up at you then back to Jungkook Jimin stands up and quickly heads towards the room, your hands gently guiding Jungkook to stand up again and leave his bags on the ground.

"Jungkook....is everything okay?....."

"N-No...nothing is okay....nothing has ever been okay...."

"What do you mean?..."

Trying to avoid your gaze Jungkook let's out an agitated sigh before shoving his hand in his pocket, a soaking wet pill bottle suddenly set in your hand as he pushes his lips together tightly.